Peeling.

[wolven7]

Venetian Snares - [Dance Like You're Selling Nails]--- I love listening to and reading of people who hold you at bey. Watching their levels of intuition and symbollism, and waiting for that line to be crossed, and who can remain further away, longer, and the one who takes the step forward loses. It makes the whole things so... Amusingly infuriating, and disgustingly quaint.

Days like this i hate you all, and take three steps closer to your salvation, cause if i don't, will you know that you can? Of course you will. It's all there, right? I[n] you, waiting, and you can quit any time you want, as soon as you want, but what does that mean? Is it really your wanting? (Venetian Snares - [Fire is the Devil]). My pants have honey on them, and that's what i get for eating it straight from the container, i guess, and that'll teach me, for next time, just like everything else. Sleepy, now.

Love you, love me, love your pets, even if you do suspect they only use you for nourishment.

Dream Well

Comments

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

Bah. Cross the line. Dance over it. Stomp on it laughing in their faces. Create your own lines.

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[wolven.livejournal.com]

Yeah, unfortunately, while creating my own, they may not always match with those of others. And that's true of anything. My lines... Well, screw lines. Temporary fog, impeading progress, for a bit, perhaps. But, hey, there's the distinct possibility that it may not be there, tomorrow.