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you broke my mind.

it's when you left me by your fingertips, with your kiss still on my lips. my head was swimming without exhaustion, but you never knew all the things i held back from you; & i know you tell me you love me too, but i just can't keep fighting for you.
it's because i deliberately misspell your name, trying to ensure that they don't look at you the same. i couldn't bare to share my favourite bits of you; & even though i know you wouldn't want me to, when they're after you, i don't know what to do.
& i've told you that you get me high, desperately communicating t

^{it has no relation to it, & you'd never think so, but the song konstantine by something corporate encouraged me to come up with this.}

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so this is what you call life.laugh a little, love a lot. you'll get your heart broken so maybe not. but who am i to tell you what to do? sadness will consume you but don't be such a pessimist. happiness is a few steps away, but it's up to you to find its path. don't forget, nothing will last. take what you get & work for what you want. something is bound to come up, yet waiting will get you nowhere. be kind to those you love so they'll know that you're there. play the hand you're dealt & gamble what you want. learn to deal because it's all real. learn your lessons before you play them out. know them thoroughly before you get out. so this is what you call life.
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one hand on the bottle.one hand on the bottle, & that's all is necessary. one hand on the bottle, & it'll drown out my misery.
two pretty eyes bore through me, & it's enough to fuel my addiction. one hand on the bottle, no prizes for your prediction.
three hearts involved, & this game isn't fair. one hand on the bottle, but it's too bad you don't care.
four steps away from you, & i'll resist in plummeting back down. one hand on the bottle, yet being high won't keep you around.
five minutes too late, & it's you i'll never forget. on one hand on the bottle.
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figure.there are no formulas for romance, & no calculations for emotions. i know you're still searching for one even while it's undefined.
tight-lipped, take a sip, i promise you'll want more.
addicted & hungry from another life; unsatisfied cravings, but you know you could get what you want. the question is not about how you will get it, but rather; how do you want to get it?
temptation, you know the sensation, & you know that she's a whore.
i think i have had a bit too much time to think of this, a bit too m figure.
by ~x--unrealreality

circling finite thoughts.anxiety runs its course in my veins. what are you doing? i never know so i make up for it by caring.
i write you pointless letters & string words to make what you'd call poems, when it's just the way i think. there are no lies in my thoughts, just theatrics.
dwelling on one thing is unhealthy, so i dwell on you instead of what we have. either way, there is no point.
thank you for depriving me & giving me so much at the same time. thank you for caring when no one else is around. thank you for not being home. &n circling finite thoughts.
by ~x--unrealreality

^{yes, it's my mind.
no, it doesn't matter.}

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At The Risk Of SayingThis is about having sex with a girl, there's
No romance involved and I've never been mistaken for chivalrous
I'm a pig, and oink oink dear
But let's not pretend you didn't know what you got yourself into
So let's hold hands and act as if there's romance in one-night stands
Denial, delusion I guess it doesn't
matter
Either way, baby you've got
another thing coming if you think this is about love
There's no love involved it's pure lust an inheren At The Risk Of Saying
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Force My HandIt's been quite some time since I last heard your voice or tasted your smell
and I've got to say I'm starting to miss you
Or maybe miss the things about you, you know the things that drew me in to begin with
     but I've grown weary       having to fight to keep       you around when the       feelings aren't returned
There's only so much I can give before I have nothing left, and I reached that
point a long time ago Force My Hand
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I'm Just A Manyou've got to understand that baby i'm just a man, and all these neurotic twisted little insecurities that you have don't make much sense to me
i'm not able to comprehend that when you ask me to leave you really want me to stay or when you tell me to shut up you need me to talk
i don't understand how if you wanted me to stay you'd push me away
it's all beyond my comprehension
men are simple creatures: we say what we mean and we mean what we say
but girls are just so complicated I'm Just A Man
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Just That Guywell i'm a son of a bitch an asshole a dick a jerk a player
i've heard it all and i've been called every name in the book
believe me honey this is nothing new
if you thought i was different let me be the first to tell you i'm not and we never are
any guy you think isn't like the others most likely
is just like them
i invest little emotion into women and certainly little effort
i guess my charm comes natural or something like that
and Just That Guy
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^{!shivani;__x./

eighteen. jobless, but needing one. studying psychology+science. i hate it.
i live for saturdays & laugh too easily. there is always what feels like fifty million things racing through my mind. up&go's, pasta, & about five hours sleep daily keep me going. say something not-so-funny. i'll laugh. i know i should regret a lot of things but i don't. people's minds interest me, although i'm quick to lose interest once i'm not shown something worthy of my time. that doesn't mean i won't bother though. i am grateful for, but not satisfied with, what i have in my life. the future is now, but the present's just a pleasant interruption to the past.
most of the deviations in my gallery aren't me trying to be creative or poetic, it's me attempting to remove thoughts from my mind.

p.s; sorry, i'm still a noob with deviantart,
but i recently started using it more.}

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Current Residence: sydney.
Interests: music; ipod. friends. texting. stationery. the sharks; signed 'o5 sharks jersey.
Favourite movie: 500 days of summer. august rush. the school of rock. bend it like beckham.
Favourite band or musician: something corporate. jack's mannequin. linkin park. self against city.
Favourite genre of music: i like music, not genres.
MP3 player of choice: black 80gb ipod classic.
Favourite game: your mind.
Favourite gaming platform: none thank you.
Personal Quote: how ironic that what's driving me insane is what will fix me.
Tools of the Trade: experience. caffeinated mind. obsession.

Website: http://ask for myspace. or whatever.
MSN: ask.

o7.

Sun Oct 18, 2009, 3:46 AM

^{you don't need help, just love.
don't you?

so, what's happening?

i have an n97! ^_^
i quite like it.
i need a job to pay this off though, & i'm desperately needing money.
where could i apply? /:
i've tried about ten places, i think.

i dislike this pessimism thing,
so i'm saying bye-bye to it.
hopefully.

it's really hard to let people go.
even though you know you should.
even though it's hard to even have them around in the first place.
even though it hurts, it's always going to hurt.
even though something was never right.
even though there was possible deceit.
even though it's completely messy.
even though you know you've lost.
but sometimes, it must be done.
that's just something i've picked up on.

anyway!
have a lovely week. (:}

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Mood: Shitty
Listening to: my mind in overdrive.
Reading: stuff on dA.
Watching: destruction.
Playing: with my new toy; my n97.
Eating: my stomach.
Drinking: saliva, possibly. /:

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*RoseShadow975 1 day 11 hours ago

thankyoukindly~

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~x--unrealreality 13 hours 1 minute ago

^{(: you're welcome!}

=roxanne-jasmine 3 days 3 hours ago

thankyouuuu for the watch!

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~x--unrealreality 1 day 16 hours ago

^{(: that's okay.}

~Jaime-kendrick Oct 13, 2009, 6:37:03 PM

Thank you so much for the support!

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"A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation."
Friedrich Nietzsche

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