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[claiming. will post tomorrow. can't be stuffed =P]

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you say you don't want it
just watch and you'll flaunt it


perhaps we could hold our heads to the sun, today, and assume that tday, with all uts glory, would be something out of the ordinary. something to send one’s heart a-beating upon their breast, blood a-pounding as if they’d fallen to the addiction of ecstasy. the days had shrivelled to merely bleak, invalid days, where breathing just passed the time, till one got old and simple died. still, in the back of me god d**ned heart, there was a small hope that someone, god d**n it anyone, would throw me a ‘welcome party’. sweetheart, was it honestly that hard? did it honestly consume that much energy? by now I think we’ve all learnt, our at least should have had the brains to guess, I enjoyed my socializing. sure, a stray to trip to the claiming once, and yet, ye still haven’t guessed it? I see, there’s going to be a few small complications.
but, ye couldn’t possibly complain over the fact I was complaining, now could ye? eh, I was an ambitious one, sure, we all had our lil dreams. and this one was still little, aye, and it wasn’t really that hard.
get a life.
ohh yes, well be going places soon.

I honestly don’t think ye understand, nah. eh, for god knows how many god d**ned years I have simply ‘roamed’, merely socialising, as ye could tell. lately darling, it just wasn’t enough. nah, this heart be a-beating for something more, something that made that small difference between routine and ritual. I swear, ‘twas a-sending me insane, too, a-pounding at me own soul, brain, whatever. something to make this all just work.
‘cause darling, we were gonna give this train wreck one last ride.
but back to it, I was gonna find a way. this was step one, sweetheart. get me own ‘abode’ for sometime, aye, something ta at least make me look somewhat better, as small as fraction as it be. but it was something, nether less, as poor as it be.
then, I’d get me self a couple of ‘dolls’, at ta me grand collection of ‘em. sure, in this god d**ned life time, I’d had one ‘doll’. and sure, she didn’t even stick around.
‘twas all good, honestly.
and then, ‘cause we’re a gutsy bunch nowadays, lets move onto the topic of love. that, sweetheart, was a no go zone. darling, I don’t think in all those eleven years, did I even give a d**n about anything. and that in itself, was unusual, simply because I wasn’t gonna boast it. cold-hearted, I was hardly that. to say that I hadn’t even given a d**n, that was gonna end up with a few blood noses.

so.
I was going forth with step one. ‘twas obvious by now, was it not?, that I was on a defiant roll. oh, so far I’d managed only to talk to myself to possible insanity, and of course, wind up here.
honestly, I don’t even remember the god d**n way I got here, it sorta just became a blur. see, this was why we need to find that something between routine and ritual, ‘cause we couldn’t even remember a trip that lasted a whole god d**n five minutes. I swear, there was something wrong here.
that reminds me. here
god d**n it, ‘twas so god d**n hot. I don’t think you realised sweetheart, this was hell itself. ‘its getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes’, sweetheart, I’d have the ladies within minutes. but back to the point, it was hotter then hell. the sun a-lashed at me, her merciless rays attacking at me very own hide, a-bleaching me clouded pelt, a small trait from me sire. her rays a-danced ‘cross the terra, casting shapes of cats ’n’ dogs, and small, innocent rocks dared to catch the fire themselves, casting off more bright light. d**n it, ‘pose we couldn’t exactly hide from the light, hmm? ‘twas upon a heart leaping moment, I’d managed to realise I’d clambered up the most ugliest mountain I’d ever seen, and darling, that was in the nicest way possible. but honestly, a bit of truth never went a-stray, did it now? ‘course not, ‘course not.
in almost confusion, titan was a tossed to the side, dreadlocks a-dancing upon nape, rearranging themselves once again. chemicals bubbled ‘em selves within galleon, and with that same ‘boyish’ trait we’ve been discussing, appendages were tossed to the side, and in that same excitement, a loud, coarse call was released, rebounding off the mountain sides, + in awakening, small pebbles trembled, creating the most smallest avalanche.
step one; complete.



you stare at the ceiling
and ignore what I'm feeling



word count;; 0'770.
lyrics diggin' this, nickelback.
ooc;; sorry. icky post =(

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