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[02 Aug 2003|06:22pm] [ mood | anxious ] [ music | Red House Painters// Have You Forgotten? ] Running fingers over the edge of a blade, Fëanor smiles grimly at the orgastic sensation of drawing blood... letting the blade break the skin of a muscular hand like cruel words crushing the pretense of a callous mind. Is this what the calm after the storm feels like? drags the hand across the bark of a tree, the roughness tearing at the damanged skin, leaving a deep red stain. Impenetrable. I am a stain. I would rather the very soul of Eä bleed and cry out than suffer this restless conflictlessness. watching the colors combat each other across the sky... catching breath... stifling a feeling of hysterical panic as the colors evanesce and merge with the horizon... disappear. Neurotic. Was the shadow stealing the light again...? And what's this I hear about using 's' and not 'þ'?! fumes. As absolutely alien this land is to me, I will learn its geography and find my fucking Silmarils. bites lip, attempting to decide on which direction to begin the search. 4 fires » quell your rage

[11 Jul 2003|04:43pm] [ mood | jaded ] [ music | Bright Eyes// Method Acting ] Life is meaningless without passion. If a task is mindless, it isn't worth doing. Even if passion manifests itself as destruction, it's worthwhile. Who cares if no one understands that? Misunderstanding is a kind of freedom in of itself. 8 fires » quell your rage

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