| from baudelaire |

| My turn. The story of one of my infatuations. i liked idiotic paintings, doorway moldings...carnival banners, signs, cheap prints, outmoded literature, Church latin, illiterate pornography, mildewed novels, fairy tales, children's books, old operas, silly ditties, naive rhymes. i dreamed up crusades, unrecorded voyages of exploration, republics with no histories, aborted wars of religion, revolutions in behaviour, migrations of races and shifts of continents - i believed in every kind of magic... poetic cast-offs played a major part in my alchemy of the word.... oh, WAIT - that's not me, it's fucking RIMBAUD. but you get the idea. |
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Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are. -- John Wooden.
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"Steampunk is what would happen if graphic designers were engineers, so it's like an inverse of engineers doing web design."
-- Rob Donoghue
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"Son coeur est un luth suspendu; Sitôt qu'on le touche il résonne."
Y! is still down, so i'd figure out it's better to trace all the cool Y! peeps before the site's gone forever.
FRIENDS FOREVER Y/Y? Y yes.
*hugsandstuff*
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Best wishes!!
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lucus820
O_O YOU LOOKED SO CUTE IN THAT COMMISION PICTURE THAT =seisei DREW. O_O
*explodes*
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Kloude, raining on your parade =^..^=
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