

St. Elmo's FireThe trees swayed around in the wind, whipping around snow like brooms sweeping up dust. Snow continued to fall to the ground softly, gently. The level of the snow swiftly dipped in some places indicating where former streets had been. There were footsteps leading up and down the surface, carving up new paths in the snow. A young man drifted along, following the footsteps. His blond hair was capped with flecks of snow. His face was sunken in like a snowbank, his cheeks red and raw from the wind. He seldom looked up, but he looked like he knew exactly where he was goinSt. Elmo's Fire


Tunnel VisionRacing through the tunnel, Striped by intermittent bands, Of light and dark, Each after each other, Like a checkerboard in flight, A zebra of emotionTunnel Vision
This is how I feel, I call it tunnel vision
When the light passes through, My whole world is illuminated, Nothing can overshadow this, Or bring a shadow across my face
Then I hit the band of darkness, And I am suddenly reminded of the
World without the sun, at night
One second its dark, another its light, Mixing darkness and delight.


SelfishnessThe quarks existed solely for each other. Join hands, they chanted, Together we will compose everything in existence.Selfishness
The protons, the neutrons, the electrons were less united. We were made by the quarks, they agreed, But though we each will choose a charge, we will still compose the rest of matter and the universe.
There are over one hundred different kinds of us, said the atoms, But, no matter; to each his own elements; only sometimes will we join to form compositions of others.
We are not the same, declared the organel


dominique francon.sex exuded in each of the virgin's steps she can feel the heat of the bodies as they turn to her and open, like lusting flowers to her indifferent sun fragile and so ready to be torn apart she's fucking untouchable (and don't you forget it.)dominique francon.
but his hands on her bare flesh are burning her now skin melting away as her back meets the wall he smashes past her perfect porcelain doll facade and exposes her beating heart to open air he's bending her as no one else would dare and she's nearly breaking now
but it's so beautiful somehow here
lying in his


ellsworth toohey.the people need him as a breath of air for the dying man as the only god he grants forgiveness and they fall, heavy with adoration down around him appeased by his great and infinite wisdom and truth.ellsworth toohey.
mercy for the sake of power it's a necessary game and they are necessary pawns and he feels no shame... just this sense of higher glory after all, he is their light, their saviour worthy of nothing less than blind worship
and if they break and if they shatter as their desperate illusions fade the blame cannot be laid
upon him


peter keating.it's sick this inner hurricane a dangerous order his body has yet to obey everywhere the copper is lit burning, burning like fiery hairpeter keating.
that he can't seem to forget impassive but he's falling faster falling into glory and honor and duty beautiful sacrifice and oh what pretty pictures
on the front page of the latest tabloids
the beautiful blonde ice queen, the ultimate prize standing stiffly by his side he's a goddamn genius with looks to kill and architecture is his blood, his soul so why can't that damn bastard bow low and fucking worship at his feet
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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"The Outsider may be an artist, but the artist is not necessarily an Outsider"
"The code of the creator is built upon the needs of the reasoning mind which allows man to survive."
remember i'll always be true.
*has been in beatles mode all weekend*
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
And it chose it cause it knows how much you love me : P
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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"I am free, no matter what rules surround me. If I find them tolerable, I tolerate them; if I find them too obnoxious, I break them. I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do."
- R.A. Heinlein
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Malapropism is my fiend.
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"Oh how I meant to tease him
Oh how I meant no harm
Touching his back with my hand I kiss him
I see the wasp on the length of my arm..."
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