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kyloren

Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home, Everyone hail to the pumpkin song!

The Nightmare Before Christmas 1993 | dir. Henry Selick

epiphanies

That’s one conception of death, for a Buddhist. The wave…returns to the ocean. Where it came from. Where it’s supposed to be.

Not bad, Buddhists.

A Blue Spectre: The Wrong Hue for Love

Living upwards from ten toes

and getting shot down more times than lord knows

But still throwing the heart back out there

Naivety the most profound dare

And no matter how many lessons learned

the tables remain sheepishly unturned

and it will always be again the love I gave

at your mercy

willing yet unworthy

digging happily my own sick grave.

For when you’ll break my heart once more

at my own…

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jennyyuu

Red Staircase

There’s a tall drink of light at the end of the block. When the glass is half empty reality begins to rot. When it’s left to malaise, it’ll draw closer your days. And death comes for all of us, so stops the clock.

Well, I sit on the edge of the stoop and I stare. Softly but deeply, brown eyes know not to compare–comparisons are odious and tend to impair

more often than not, and speaking of rot,…

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midnightmurdershow

Akira (1988) Directed by Katsuhiro Ôtomo

littlebearblues

fka twigs

witchinghour

Practical Magic (1998) dir. Griffin Dunne

goldnpoc

*feelin up my own titties bc I can do so and they squishy*

kim-jong-chill

ei-ko

filmaticbby

Cruel Intentions (1999) dir. Roger Kumble

magic-spelldust

11/19

My eyes have seen you, but I can’t see your face in my mind.

Simply stated, despite my eyes being glued-in a sense-in my immense and self-proclaimed aware head, we are detached. They see all, and what I view via…(them?)I can’t say. I can’t begin to describe, there are no words and never will be as words are fickle and mean to display weak meanings and the things that should really matter we…

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Traffic Triangle

The perfect traffic triangle featuring for your conisderation, a perfect empty lot and two sides of a highway. Street lights glare down exposing the concrete.

I am a woman lacking

I am a woman searching

Looking

Yearning

Grasps at air

Choking

Regretting

Returning

Don’t it always feel like going forward

Back into the pit

Backwards doesn’t exist

As soon as the moment’s gone it disappears will never…