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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
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07IP04!
08IP04!
JOSH
KAT
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QIU
RENJEAN


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Thursday, October 8, 2009
hello, old friend. 1:38 AM



song for a friend











I.


Hello stranger on the street
Theatre lights for eyes
I promise I’ll be more discreet
If you share your disguise


Cuz I know from your face
You can’t breathe inside this place
Where the streets are made of stone
And everyone’s always alone


And the buildings, they grow high
But they’re blocking out the sky
At a recordbreaking pace
Always more land; never more space


II.


Hello stranger on the train
Stop: New PostModern Age
We’ll take the journey in the rain
To some forgotten stage


Because the stageboards and the flies
Do not qualify as lies
And the stories that we tell
Are not deceptions that we sell


And what is brave and what is true
And what is reckless
We will broadcast in our makeshift Broadway cabaret for two.




III, V.


…Hello; stranger on the street
Theatrical surprise
You’ll Tinseltown your dancing feet
I’ll Hollywood my eyes…




-finito-