Cutain Caller.

Who am I? What am I? I am just simply me. A simple stump in a field of trees. A simple stain on your shirt. just your average kid that draws the curtains when he is told. I am the only thing keeping myself hiding underneath my covers at night, I'm the only thing keeping myself kicking at night. Sometimes I wish I was someone else. Just to pass along as another person on a desolate land. I ...

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Whose god then, is God?: My AATS Love

... Tori drive in the visualettes fascinating for some reason -i didn't find the "erotic spirituality" theme overbearing at all, which is refreshing -the only songs that i will probably never listen to are "Cutain Call" and "Not Dying Today" ok, so i'm sure you're waiting with bated breath for what i thoink about the record song by song, visualette by visualette :) these are notes i took during my ...

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We Breathe In

I look at you laying there. Your chest heaves up and down in you deep slumber. Your lips just slightly open. The wind blows in through the open window~the purple cutain hovers toward the bed, but it soon falls back to its place at The window frame. I sigh and let my fingers grace your face. Careful not to disturb you. All the lines and worry disappear when you sleep. I dont deserve you...

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Random quote dump

... Mary, and to the doctor and the nurse who were there because the end could surely come at any moment now; 'If only it had been just God Almighty who was mad at me!" Mary took that to be his cutain line. He certainy looked dead after that. But then, after ten seconds, his blue lips moved again. Mary leaned close to hear his words. She would be glad for the rest of her life that she had not missed ...

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