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Community Supporter |
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| Mood: |
Fidgety - Mood history |
| Real Name: |
Hastings |
| Gender: |
Male |
| Status: |
Attached & not looking |
| Location: |
Toronto, Ontario, Canada |
| Birthdate: |
Jul 3, 1984, I'm 24 and a Cancer |
| My +Buddies: |
*JeNsTaR*, Bluntabulous, earwax, Ebb_and_Flow, ELKaholiK, johnyblaze696, KriZziE, Kronzo, Likkle_Devil, Re-AnImAtOr, Rush™, summer*tyme, theoceanfloor |
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*JeNsTaR*, Bluntabulous, earwax, Ebb_and_Flow, ELKaholiK, johnyblaze696, KriZziE, Kronzo, Likkle_Devil, Re-AnImAtOr, summer*tyme |
| Bio: |
The sky is falling down, and we're being convinced that it's rain. With
our ideals as parasols, we're soaked all the same; questioning what we've always
known.
-Bombs Over Providence
Discard this message. Throw this bottle back into the ocean. Rip this page
from the history books. Smash all the street signs and erase all the maps. Forget my
name, forget my face. Forget my name because it's gonna rain, it's gonna rain, and it
never ends. We all sing the songs of separation and we watch our hearts bleed through our
hands. That's how it was on the first day, when we saw Paris in flames.
-Thursday
It's easy to forget your face, it's easy to survive in this place without you.
I'll juss comb my hair and wash my face. I'll keep straight ahead and keep my pace. I'll
juss think about nothing. I may never be alright. Well, I've got my friends, I've got my
pen, I've got a million distractions to keep me warm. All I know, is I'll be
alright.
-Strung Out
I swear to you that times are changing, I swear that you are too. I swear to you
that I'm no different, this I swear to you. I think you're well aware, that this path
we've taken is all but fair. With everyday we're led astray, and slowly it juss slipped
away. Thoughts they tear me up inside, devour me, consume my mind. I scream at night and
rip out my hair. How much more can I forbear?? I swear, this I swear to you, from birth
I think we knew, nothing is truly alive unless it dies.
-Protest the Hero
There's more to this than just sound. Think about what you heard on your way back home.
The screams, the chants, and the romance that can't exist without noble intent. Don't
feel bad if we don't win everything we sang along to in our greater moments. We're much
stronger than the world would have us be. I'm so naive to suggest there's more to this
than us.
-Bombs Over Providence
Between the footsteps I hear crickets in the trees. A silent army marching with
me through a swarm of bees. A needle dragged across a record slowing down. Along
Division street, the lights were dying out. Endless rows of houses stretched on for miles
and miles. Turn the windows black.
-Thursday
"If heaven can be seen in the reflection of calm waters, it's a shame it's too
polluted to swim in."
-Matthew Good
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