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This Is Not A Love Song

A boy sits on a trampoline in July, and tells a girl who isn't his girlfriend that he loves her. She rebuffs him, and he goes home, and tell his girlfriend that he loves her. They have sex, and it is cold hearted and empty.
Later on that week,
a girl tells a boy she just wants to be loved, just wants to be loved, by anyone at all, and he fucks her,
and his brother tries to get her put in prison. She never meant it, never meant for that to happen at all.
On the other side of town, a girl screams down the phone to a boy who loves her, she's high

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Dear I Love You.Dear I used to love you but now I wish you would go play in traffic, I still have your heart in a box in the cellar of my parents' house.
I still have your shoes on the Ikea shoerack that - do you remember? -
we picked out together. Together. It's in the hallway of the flat we used to share. The flat that seems to echo, hollow, now I'm on my own.
Dear I wanted to be with you forever, but now I just want to know where you are, I just want to know where you are. Please tell me that you're safe, and that it's just that you don't love me anymore. Please let Dear I Love You.
by ~Anarkhos

Road Trip1
On the first day we packed our car with all the things you need like a tent and all the things you want like lots and lots of cookies and we got in the car and drove off and we came to a roundabout and flipped a coin to decide which way to go and it was heads so we went right and we just kept driving until we reached the very edge of the world and the sea was spread out before us like shining glass and then we stopped driving.

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On the second day we looked at the sea and dared each other to dip toes in the frigid water and splashed each other and ran and screamed and were too hot and tired and s Road Trip
by ~Anarkhos

Guess who got a new piercing.
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Newcastle Shopping TripNewcastle, in the June sun, street sparkling in the
sun-after-rain light.
Wind teasing hair, and paper bags rustling. Busy, but still missing you. Newcastle Shopping Trip
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DichotomiesA writer and a sexually ambiguous man walk into a bar with an uncomfortable air of silence about them. Well, I guess it’s not so much a bar as it is a café. And they aren’t really uncomfortable with each other. This joke isn’t very funny. Let me try again. A novelist of moderate literary credit and a nervous man who wears a well trimmed beard because he doesn’t want to see his father in window reflections walk past a café only to decide that the coffee is worth the price and enter. Quiet instrumentals play over the speakers. They hold a pessimistic conversation on love and life and language and Dichotomies
by ~InShiningArmor

Funeral DinnerOctober 14th
           Dear diary, I am going to die. Well, obviously. That sounds pretty existential, so let me clarify: I am going to die in the very near future. There are a number of ways it could happen now and none of them are very appealing. Every trip I’ve ever taken has involved some sort of disaster: arriving at the bus terminal late, lost luggage, flight cancellations. But I’d never experienced a plane crash before.
           I was going to Paris. I told my wife it was a business trip b Funeral Dinner
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When He Told Me He Did Not+
When he told me that he did not love me anymore - 2004:
No reaction.  His hair reefed from the storm that day,
hands like two nets touching each other. Women in
my position throughout history have cried, have cast

bodies at their lover's feet.  But me, no reaction: no
ellipsis where my heart should be.  No monster on
my shoulders.  No days after, nothing but cold pudding
in the refrigerator, wearing nothing but a pink bathrobe,

arms like doves or rain.  No weeding the garden again. And again, and a When He Told Me He Did Not
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This Is How It Started+
Your face like a freshly dug hole. How it started: the rage, the dead cat that you told me to bury and forget about.  Your face like the oriole I found
with chewed off wings, cranial sutures opening.  I like that you are vertical and black.  I like that you are a huge flat slab while sleeping.  How it started:
we said good morning, but it wasn't. Your face like a soldier sweeping for mines.  I like that you wear rabbit wigs.  Tiger gloves.  I like that you
think love This Is How It Started
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Last Chance to Lose Control

Wed Jul 8, 2009, 4:21 PM

Mood: Lust
Listening to: Nothing.
Reading: PopCo
Watching: Torchwood
Playing: nothing
Eating: nothing
Drinking: nothing

1. I am in love with Torchwood. This is an irrevocable fact and if you do not watch that programme, I'm very sorry for your loss. It's amazing. And scary. And awesome. And great. And eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I love it.

2. I am still unemployed, but have just enough money to travel around Britain a bit and go camping. So I don't mind being unemployed that much.

3. I might have swine flu. And an ear infection. And my piercing might be infected. I am planning to travel to central London on public transport tomorrow. I have a feeling this makes me a bad human being.

4. He calls me. Just to chat, because he misses me. I don't even think he has a contract so I have a feeling that's an expensive thing to do. No one's ever done that for me before. It's a really nice feeling.

5. I'm not doing very well with writing.

6. Or exercise. In fact I'm getting rather chubby around the middle, which is probably A Bad Thing, but I'm not very good at caring about that. Well, I care, but not enough to stop eating biscuits.

7. Read '

opCo' by Scarlett Thomas because it's the second best book ever written.

What's up with you all?

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Current Residence: London
Interests: Batman. Philosophy. Politics. Faerie tales and folk stories.
Favourite movie: Atonement, Brokeback Mountain, Cabaret, Factory Girl, Goodbye Lenin, The Royal Tenenbaums,
Favourite band or musician: Bon Jovi, Franz Ferdinand, Led Zeppelin, Muse, Over The Rhine, Placebo, Queen, Rainbow, Switchfoot
Favourite genre of music: Heartbreaking
Favourite poet or writer: Scarlett Thomas
Favourite photographer: Bill Brant
Favourite style of art: controversial.
Operating System: caffeine and sugar.
Skin of choice: I am more than the sum of my scars.
Favourite cartoon character: Batman

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~phantomcake

May 21, 2009, 3:29:45 AM

OMG, last day tommoz!
me and some friends are dressing in a St Trinians theme!

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"oh weary night, abeit thy hours. Steal me awhile from my own company"- A Midsummer Night's Dream

"Well, after this I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs"-Alice in Wonderland

~Anarkhos

May 22, 2009, 6:59:26 AM

Hahaha we did that for our last day as well when I was at school!

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And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

~phantomcake

May 23, 2009, 8:24:15 AM

it was awesome! slag's a'hoy!

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"oh weary night, abeit thy hours. Steal me awhile from my own company"- A Midsummer Night's Dream

"Well, after this I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs"-Alice in Wonderland

~Anarkhos

May 23, 2009, 8:41:07 AM

*shakes head*

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And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

~phantomcake

May 24, 2009, 1:09:26 PM

i'm a slag...tehehe!

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"oh weary night, abeit thy hours. Steal me awhile from my own company"- A Midsummer Night's Dream

"Well, after this I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs"-Alice in Wonderland

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