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[Dec. 5th, 2009|04:43 am] |
heavy breaths.
hard thoughts.
leaning heads.
ridiculous thoughts.
geographic mindsets.
ignorant hangups.
checkmate?
first move? |
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| A spindle, A darkness, A Fever And A Necklace |
[Nov. 28th, 2009|02:14 am] |
"So long everything!" he shouted, then he ran next door to Margot's house.
"I'm moving," he said.
"Where?" asked Margot.
"Two weeks away," said Mitchell.
"Where is that?" asked Margot.
"It's everywhere I will be after I walk for two weeks," said Mitchell, "I have lived in the same place for a long time, it is time for me to go some place else."
"No." said Margot, "You have only lived next door for fifteen years."
"Sixteen," said Mitchell.
"Fifteen...sixteen, what's the difference?" said Margot, "I want you to stay next door forever."
"I can't," said Mitchell, " I do not want to go wake up in the same old bed and eat breakfast in the same old kitchen. Every room in my house is the same old room, because I have lived there too long. “
"And you look at me and think, same old face, same old tail, same old scale, same old walk, same old talk, same old Margot,"
"No," said Mitchell, "I like your face, tail, scale, walk, and talk.”
”I like you."
"I like you too," said Mitchell. He walked through the door.
"I must pack," he said.
“Don’t you do what you’ve wanted to. Yeah, don’t destroy yourself like those cowards do and maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has gotten used to you and your constant need for proof.”
Goodnight Flint and good luck. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 24th, 2009|03:00 am] |
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It hurts most will ever know. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 27th, 2009|10:52 pm] |
Tick tock. Time is out. Deferred into the ground. Sucker, cough it up.
When she would press the button, I promised I would too. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 26th, 2009|08:48 pm] |
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I still lose my breath. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 22nd, 2009|09:39 am] |
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Promise yourself that you won't lose your mind over that. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 21st, 2009|12:25 pm] |
I have terrifying dreams about...
1 year 10 days |
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| Keeping intact |
[Apr. 13th, 2009|05:43 pm] |
I miss life.
Especially someone in particular. |
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| (no subject) |
[Apr. 6th, 2009|03:09 am] |
Goodbye friend. I'll be waiting for the moment when we say "hello" again.
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"She was the only one who was sure of what she wanted in anything. She surrounds herself with scumfucks, thieves, coke heads, drunks, and the like, but she always has been able to stand apart from them; she has been able to preserve herself. For years, she lived in a city that eroded countless individuals of their good characters, but she remained the same. She blew off the typical pressures that sapped the admirable qualities of people like it was nothing. She knew who she was going to be and she came out the same. Now, she has exported herself to a new geography. She remains a stalwart figure. She remains a fixture of my heart. Unreachable."
-Some dumb jackass |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 6th, 2009|02:20 am] |
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Thoughtless empty minded reminders. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 20th, 2009|12:29 am] |
"I'm trying lady. All I can do is try. I wish I can do more."
Ain't a damn lie. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 19th, 2009|03:37 am] |
This isn't a whole lot of fun.
Seeing that makes me weak. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 2nd, 2009|05:29 am] |
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There will never be a vacancy. I can't evict the tenant even if I wanted to. I don't want to. |
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| The hour |
[Nov. 29th, 2008|01:25 am] |
The hour where we receive some sort of consolation prize is where I will still reaffirm that I am the same group of fools that I have always been. Maybe, I am amongst one of them. I am the same drunk that is served every single Friday night. I am the same drunk that is given the exact same reaffirmations of my future. I am the same gangley legged walker down Buckham Alley. I am going to decompose here. I am going to be the same DNA frozen in amber for every scientist to analyze. I am no exception. I am a species of bird. I am winged, yet I do not fly. I am the dumbest species of bird that has ever existed. I am the Flint Dodo bird.
I'm giving in. I'm weak. This city has done me over. Some would think that this is New York City. Some would believe that this is Chicago.
Really?
This is Flint. I am dead. I feel it. I am crushed. This is a city of of self destructed dreams. Some are given chances. Others are screwed out of them.
I was the former. I was given everything. I squandered it all. Three years of squandering. I present the purest of Flint.
I will give nothing to no one, and nothing to myself. I will try and prop self aggrandizement, but it will come to nothing.
I mean nothing to no one but to Humberto and Ruiz. I am Rafael Mojica. |
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| Yeah... |
[Sep. 13th, 2008|03:18 am] |
fuck Flint.
Well, parts of it.
Goodnight. |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 3rd, 2007|09:09 pm] |
I am officially the new Field Coordinator for this campaign...
I am so excited! Not only is this my first full time job and that it pays $300 a week, it is a job that I love and can look forward to coming to everyday until November 6th. Plus, I get a $500 bonus if Dayne wins the elections. So how about you guys help a brotha' out and vote for Dayne in November. I'll buy a round of drinks if he wins. |
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