I know your lies =.=


RunningI'm not running out of time I'm running out of my mind The roads in which I walk The space where my legs pump Spring me, free me That space is endingRunning
And I can't stop running now
I'm not running out of lies I'm running out of lives Those people I pretend to be Sweet stories and songs pulled from me And I can't stop crying now I can't stop running now.
I'm not running out of friends I'm running out of fiends Those people that I blame And the feelings I pretend to hate Playing the victim in a web Sweet spider's silk C
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There's a fine line between art and crap. That line lies within the viewer. The artist tries for art, but if all he achieves is crap, then he needs to try again.
-Ludi
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'I do not believe totality can be contained in language: my problem is what remains outside, the unwritten, the unwritable.' ~ Italo Calvino
Original fiction: [link]
Fanfiction: [link]
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I am K.A.
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Ok so the fumes from polishing all that silver are getting to me...
LOVE YOU Blacky! ^_^
Not that you come on much anymore, but I figured I'd leave a nice little MERRY XMAS message for you.
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And the Goths decided:
\"We're going to hell anyways; why not just dance to the Apocalypse?\"
Meow.
~The Notorious Miss Amanda
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Creativity is the best God.
It is niether biased, nor limited in its divinity. It is also accessible to everyone, should they wish to worship it, and demanding enough to give a person purpose.
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Art and Science are husband and wife. Without Science, Art is formless. Without Art, Science is pointless.
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