One Brick Shy: HNT

This is A's favorite pic of me.
She loves my eyes.
The windows to my soul.

She calls me her Goddess.
We are wrapped around one another in LOVE AND DEATH.

HHNT!
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*Just Another Geek Girl*
** My friends call me T **

The Past, Darkly

Click Through - Morphe

I will sleep when the last star has lost its light and my love is wrapped around me like my own skin. ~~ Tricia Weight

The Stars Cried Out for Surrender

The Spoils of War

"I follow in shadow, my eyes averted from the light.

No rope binds me now, my hands have been given willingly. I follow in silence, my wrists need no tether. No ropes to bind. Not of red, the color of the blood upon my knees, from crawling in pitiful sublimation. Nor of blue steel, the color of eyes that watch and stare without mercy at the carnage upon the field."

* That's So Rock N Roll *

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Technology is not pretty.
Angelina Jolie is pretty.
Technology is no Angelina Jolie.

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Hate to break a perfectly good streak.

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A Cold Night in The City

The last two nights have been cold. The kind of cold that wraps itself around, radiating inwards. Making me feel fragile. Flesh over glass. Breakable.

I took the train all week. That has been my favorite mode of transportation since taking an Amtrak trip with my mother when I was little. I traveled by train all over Europe. The subways of New York and DC. I find there's something soothing in the rhythm of locomotion. Particularly on the night train, when the lights blink off randomly and the only sound in the world is the bump and whir of metal on metal...

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