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[Friday January 27, 2012 3:41am] |
nothing good happens anyway, but we can still be friends if you ask nice.
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| Rayuela |
[Sunday February 22, 2009 8:27pm] |
I touch your mouth, I touch the edge of your mouth with my finger, I am drawing it as if it were something my hand was sketching, as if for the first time your mouth opened a little, and all I have to do is close my eyes to erase it and start all over again, every time I can make the mouth I want appear, the mouth which my hand chooses and sketches on your face, and which by some chance that I do not seek to understand coincides exactly with your mouth which smiles beneath the one my hand is sketching on you.
You look at me, from close up you look at me, closer and closer and then we play cyclops, we look closer and closer at one another and our eyes get larger, they come closer, they merge into one and the two cyplopses look at each other, blending as they breathe, our mouths touch and struggle in gentle warmth, biting each other with their lips, barely holding their tongues on their teeth, playing in corners where a heavy air comes and goes with an old perfume and a silence. Then my hands go to sink into your hair, to cherish slowly the depth of your hair while we kiss as if our mouths were filled with flowers or with fish, with lively movements and dark fragrance. And if we bite each other the pain is sweet, and if we smother each other in a brief and terrible sucking in together of our breaths, that momentary death is beautiful. And there is but one saliva and one flavor of ripe fruit, and I feel you tremble against me like a moon on the water.
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[Monday February 04, 2008 2:10am] |
Do it! Do it! Do it!
Pleeease?
Leave an anonymous comment with:
1. One secret.
2. One compliment.
3. One non-compliment.
4. One love note.
5. Lyrics to a song.
6. How old you are.
7. How long we've been friends.
8. And a hint to who you are.
9. What you think about me.
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| silly games |
[Sunday January 06, 2008 2:46am] |
Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.
Step 2: Post the first two lines from the first 37 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing. (I'm skipping the ones without lyrics, obviously)
Step 3: Strike through the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly. (If I feel you're deserving and you only get the song name or the artist, you can probably have it)
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!
Step 5: If you like the game post your own.
1. If I was young, I'd flee this town/ I'd bury my dreams underground (Beirut - Elephant Gun)
2. You know what Stuart? I like you/ you're not like the other people, here in the trailer park
3. We sailed away on a winter's day/ with fate as malleable as clay (Joanna Newsom - Bridges and Balloons)
4. Blue you radiant blue/ I don't know how you can stand next to me Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - In This Home on Ice
5. It's hard to believe that I couldn't see/ that you were always there beside me (High School Musical - What I've Been Looking For)
6. Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore/ and I'm young and I'm strong (Martha Wainwright - Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole)
7. Breakin' my back just to know your name/ seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game (The Killers - Somebody Told Me)
8. Mediocrity's got me so opportunities have been slow/ sentiment has got me feeling low. (Hot Hot Heat - Le Le Low)
9. maybe tomorrow marks the end/ of this painful phase we're in
10. The Wife forgave the Mistress/ for she only entertained Bright Eyes - Hot Knives
11. I met her in the club down in old SoHo/ where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola (The Kinks - Lola)
12. All around me are familiar faces/ worn out places (Gary Jules - Mad World)
13. In your mind/ one foot on Jacob's ladder
14. Just one more drink and then I/ should be on my way home
15. I'm waiting for the train/ subway that only goes one way Elliott Smith - The BIggest Lie)
16. Flies are buzzing around my head/ vultures circling the dead
17. It was one hundred degrees/ as we sat beneath a willow tree (Death Cab for Cutie - Crooked Teeth)
18. This is no great illusion/ when I'm with you I'm looking for a ghost (Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins - You Are What You Love)
19. Mothers clad in Coach leather/ are swarmed in litigation.
20. Drink up baby/ stay up all night (Elliott Smith - Between the Bars)
21. It's a little bit funny/ this feeling inside (Elton John - Your Song)
22. Gifts I'm preparin'/ For some Christmas sharin'
23. I bruise like a peach/ I mumble when I speak (The Boy Least Likely To - Paper Cuts)
24. That was you up on the mountain/ all alone and all surrounded The Strokes - I Can't Win
25. At the bottom of the ocean/ there's a sea king, he was my king
26. how fucking romantic/ all the stars are out Magnetic Fields - How Fucking Romantic
27. All the fallen angels/ roostin' in this place Elbow - Fallen Angel
28. Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly/ The spiders from Mars. He played it left hand (David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust)
29. Tile floor of the bathroom/ scrubbed clean and bright
30. Keep the noise low, she doesn't wanna blow it/ shaking head to toe while your left hand does the show me around (Brand New - Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades)
31. You were laying on the carpet/ like you're satin in a coffin (Modest Mouse - Satin in a Coffin)
32. Hello little boys, little toys/ we're the dreams you'll believe in (Shiny Toy Guns - Le Disko)
33. Yeah like it or not/ like a ball and a chain. Dandy Warhols - Get Off
34. You, you try, you try to get by/ you're never gonna pull it off, you shouldn't even try Catch 22 - 1234 1234
35. And if the snow/ buries my neighborhood (Arcade Fire - Neighborhood 1 [Tunnels])
36. In this act I’ll disguise those dead eyes/ stretch tight the lips, a glistening gum line
37. Give me your eyes/ I hate the sunshine (Wolf Parade - I'll Believe in Anything)
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[Wednesday September 12, 2007 6:59pm] |
( My story, as yet untitled, for the nerdfighters )
I apologize for any lack of formatting LiveJournal broked.
If you haven't seen our videos yet, Adam and I make some sweet vflogblogz and you should check them out. Search "acheronwalthers" on youtube.
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| My AIDS story |
[Wednesday January 31, 2007 5:15pm] |
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This is the story I wrote for http://www.hearmeproject.org. I'm not too disappointed by it. I apologize if there's anything unreadable or any sort of messed up formatting. Feel free to give me criticisms or advice things. Or just tell me that I'm a beast. Because I feel lousy today, very much.
And if you're Jimmy, you can draw me a picture, too :D but only if you're Jimmy and you have time.
( Search Engine )
Today in my Creative Writing class, three kids told me they liked "my writing style." I'm not sure how that works, but it made me feel a little better for about a minute.
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[Wednesday September 13, 2006 6:31pm] |
I think everyone who reads this should leave me lots of comments, because I feel lousy. It can be a story, random, an anonymous secret, I don't give a fuck. I just need to obsessively check something and not be let down. Because I've had enough of being let down today. Okay? Okay?
Great.
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