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Real Name: DaniSue
Gender: Female
Status: Attached & not looking
Location: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Birthdate: Nov 19, 1987, I'm 20 and a Scorpio
My +Buddies: !*Katty_Kat*!, !NekoHRoniK+, .BERETTA., .lockejaw, big_phil, Coke!an!e, DannyBoyFelixXx, digitaldong, fruitbat, Haatley, Inchworm, Iva, MeShell, NeeKo, NIKON-KID, Orangina, orbz, PeTeE, PJ_Styles, PureShine, ShmeeTheRat, silly_kittie, SpyderSpike, T-UNIT, thora, Zeus., [zombiepuff]
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Bio:
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.♥.heart.JASON.heart.♥.
May 4th, 1985 - October 6th, 2005
.♥.R.I.P.♥.



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Jusqu'ici tout va bien... Jusqu'ici tout va bien... C'est pas la chute,
c'est l'atterissage!



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I don't know what inspired me to do this. Nostalgia, maybe. I was up on the
Cliffs,
sitting on a rock and feeling the loosely packed dirt that led up to the edge. I
remembered the earthy thumping noise it made when you came down hard on it with your feet
- sort of like the sound that would come out of a solid object trying to sound hollow.

I got up off the rock, took off my jacket, and walked to the far end of the path. I turned
and faced the edge. And I ran.

C.J.V.M. The Cliffs

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manifesto on feeble love and bitter love

I
preamble = sardanapalus
one = valise
woman = women
pants = water
if = mustache
2 = three
cane = perhaps
after = decipher
irritating = emerald
vice = vise
october = periscope
nerve = *a picture of a hand pointing that way>>*

or all this together in any arrangement at all whether savorous soapy brusque or
definitive--picked at random--is alive.
So it is that above the vigilant mind of the clergyman set up at every animal vegetable
imaginable or organic street corner, everything is equal to everything is without equal.
Even if I didn't believe it, it is the truth just because I have set it down on paper--
because it is a lie that I have PINNED DOWN as you pin a butterfly to your hat. The lie
moves about greeting Mr. Opportune and Mr. Conveniant: I stop it, it becomes truth.
As a result Dada undertakes police duty with pedals and muted morality. Everybody (at some
time or other) was complete in mind and body. Reapeat this 30 times.
I consider myself very charming

Tristan Tzara



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...I know there's something in the wake of Your Smile
I get a notion from the Look in Your Eyes...



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Movies:
> Battle Royale
> 24 Hour Party People
> Batman Begins
> Spun
> Requiem for a Dream
> 25th Hour
> Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
> Finding Nemo
> The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (the remake)
> Napolean Dynamite
> Pulp Fiction
> Party Monster
> Waking Life
> La Haine
> I heart Huckabees
> Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
> Sin City
> Treed Murray
> 28 Days Later

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Small, simple, safe price
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
And I am not afraid to die
I’m not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment
What’s left, but a section of pigmy size cuts
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter
I’m cutting trying to picture your black broken heart
Love is not like anything
Especially a fucking knife



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Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.
- Boethius



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I was being torn apart with jealousy.
It was like having a burning spiky ball in my chest that was sending out green
poisonous rays all over my body, choking me so that i could barely breathe.
My head was filled with pictures of what I imagined they were like together in bed.
I just couldn’t bear the idea of him desiring her. It filled me with a powerful and
impotent rage. And fury. I felt like killing them both. I felt like sobbing hysterically.
I felt ugly with jealousy. Disfigured with it. I felt my face was twisted and green with
it.
It’s such an ugly emotion. And it’s so utterly pointless. And it has nowhere to go.
If you lose someone or something, you feel a loss, then after awhile, you fill in the
hole in your life and the loss gradually gets smaller and smaller and eventually goes
away. There’s a point to the pan. There’s a reason and a direction.
But there was nothing to be gained by me feeling jealous. And i wouldn’t have minded
but the jealousy was caused entirely by myself. It was my own imagination causing me the
pain.
It was the emotional equivalent of me picking up a razor and cutting open my arm, or
my stomach, or my leg. Jealousy was self-mutilation. It was as painful and as
pointless.

And I was feeling the pain, not because something had happened to me, but because
something hadn’t happened to me. Why did something that was going on between two other
people and didn’t involve me in any way hurt me so much?
Well I was damned if I knew.
I just knew that it did.
(Marian Keyes, Watermelon)

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Artistic creation, Plato observed, seems to be rooted in a kind of
inspired madness.



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Books:
> Battle Royale by Koushun Takami
> The Eden Express by Mark Vonnegut
> Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson
> A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
> Microserfs by Douglas Coupland
> 1984 by George Orwell
> Animal Farm by George Orwell
> White Oleander by Janet Fitch
> The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Rebecca Wells
> The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon by Stephen King
> Hearts In Atlantis by Stephen King
> The Guide (all parts) by Douglas Adams
> Catch-22 by Joseph Heller
> Anything Harry Potter
> Anything by Marian Keyes

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It's my belief that history is a wheel. "Inconstancy is my very
essence," says the wheel. "Rise up on my spokes if you like but don't complain
when you're cast back down into the depths." Good time pass away, but then so do the
bad. Mutability is our tragedy, but it's also our hope. The worst of times, like the best,
are always passing away.
- Boethius



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Songs:
> Cross out the Eyes - Thursday
> Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down
> Mr Brightside - The Killers
> Scar Tissue - Red Hot Chili Peppers
> Stockholm Syndrome - Blink 182
> Insanity Clause - Luna C
> Mistake - Serial Joe
> Walking By - Something Corporate
> Stinkfist - Tool
> Peaches - Presidents of the United States of America

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These nights I get high from just breathing... When I lie here with
you I'm sure that I'm real...



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How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.
- Alexander Pope



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