I am she
She is me
Together
We are one in three
Or four
Or five
Or six
I forget which


Whirlpool if you were to reach for my hand, i would cling to it as to my life. as the dark and cruel and sweet and gentle mix together around us and set us loose onto the pavement, still i'll have you. i'll help you to your feet and we will go running together past the monsters and theives and we will weep tears of joy! at long last, to feel those tears, those that set themselves apart from all the others, as they scar our faces with joy and sweet reunion. oh my friend, i shall never forget as we move through this life, you and i are kindred, you see. poor you! kindred to me.... no matter what comes or where i might be, a part of me is there by the seaWhirlpool by ~Pink-Sheepie


Nite Lite I feel the streets take meNite Lite by ~Pink-Sheepie
the little whoosh whoosh whisper of passing cars
the neon lights become the hot pink blood in my veins
my arteries weave themselves into words like
"fresh hot donuts" and "open 24 hours"
I am set free on this endless black street
cradled in darkness, clothed by it
each passing car whispers
home home, you can never leave us
so i won't go
i swear not to venture far beyond the kingdom
that has choosen me
i am so content to be wrapped up in the mists
of tourist season
but i get to stay
i don't have to dream of being here
this place has choosen to keep me
and I have choosen to stay
I've tried calling you a couple of times but I never get to speak to you because of one reason or another. If you get this message before I call you again then let me know if you are planning on coming down to the Island any time soon.
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The beauty of art is in the making.
When pulling all nighters....think caffinated thoughts.
Remember, if you don't like what you did yesterday it's in the past and today you are not the same person you were then.
Oh, well, it was worth a try.
I'll call you as soon as I can. Things around here have gotten a little broken.
Miss you my favorite pirate matee.
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The beauty of art is in the making.
When pulling all nighters....think caffinated thoughts.
Remember, if you don't like what you did yesterday it's in the past and today you are not the same person you were then.
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No regrets. No excuses. And no lies....
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The beauty of art is in the making.
When pulling all nighters....think caffinated thoughts.
Remember, if you don't like what you did yesterday it's in the past and today you are not the same person you were then.