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♥ precious.
la bella vita;

Cara

loves: black and white photography. poetry. vintage stores. thunderstorms. good ambience. fairytales. disneyworld. black kohl and fuschia lipstick. red and purple skittles. turquoise beads. icing but not cakes. might-have-beens. the dandy warhols. within temptation. automatic loveletter. mediaeval baebes. troy. interview with a vampire. the oc. making 11:11 wishes. purple glitter. mermaids. my-little-ponies. magic.

expertise: melodramaticks. eyeliner. laughing. goodbyes. hanging in there.

♥ music on, world off.
shh.

soundtrack to life.

♥ scream(?).
live.

♥ past .
instant time travel

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♥ adieu .
set them free

AMANDA
ANDRE
ASH
DEB
ELEMM
07IP04!
08IP04!
JOSH
KAT
LISA
QIU
RENJEAN


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Wednesday, January 2, 2008
hello, old friend. 4:54 AM

and you're talking these things through
like you know what you've been through
but there's not a lot of reason
in the things we believe in
so i'll believe in you;
----

This place is dead, deader, deaderest.

Maxy and I went out with Jae yesterday.
I needed retail therapy anyways.
I got an oversized pullover from some corner store selling guys' clothes. It was wayyy wonky cos I got all these weird looks from the store attendants with the spiky hair when I went in, and even weirder looks when I took the pullover from the rack and went into the fitting room, ("uh miss, this is a guys' store." ... "yeah I know."); but naturally when I came out in the pullover everyone was blown away.

Well, not really.

But the dude still gave me a surprise discount, so s'all good.

After everything, when Maxy and Jae had gone back home; I wandered around on the streets by myself for a while,
until I realized it was getting really really dark,
and the people were jostling and pushing past me and I could feel strange skin on mine
and someone's breath on my neck
and them staring at me with unfathomable, watchful eyes like movie screens, with little frightening reenactments playing over and over behind them,
and always, ever and always the rising cacophony of voices, cue crescendo-

crowd paranoia.

Then I got into the mrt, tugging my sleeve up my shoulder and from the corner of my eyes I could see them watching me,
and when the doors closed, some lady lurched forward to hang onto the pole behind me
and for a moment, I saw the pale asian features blur and twist into a hideous green leering mask
and still those other eyes were watching me (blue jeans, brandless polo shirts)
and God, it was scary.

But then I got out my earphones and put them on,
like a warrior preparing for battle-- scrolled to sanity and sank through the train floors and into an outstretched palm,
realization: I am safe.
He is my strong tower.


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Tala says: (5:17:48 AM)
hey
But don't tell me you don't wish for a catastrophe; says: (5:19:34 AM)
hey!
But don't tell me you don't wish for a catastrophe; says: (5:19:37 AM)
Blessed new year, mellon nin.
Tala says: (5:19:45 AM)
same to you.
Tala says: (5:19:59 AM)
I figured I should talk to another elf to get my story working.

...Yeah.
So if you've got any questions to do with magic, Fae-ness, otherkin, yadda, y'guys...come to me.
No questions asked, no fees charged.