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| User: | nicole11217 (1291856) Life Is Fumbling Blissful Towards Death
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| Name: | Nicole | ||||
| Website: | Home | ||||
| Bio: | that november night, looking up into the sky, you said, "Hey, wish that was me up there- it's the biggest rocket I could find, and it's holding the night in its arms if only for a moment. I can't see the look in its eyes, but I'm sure it must be laughing." but it seemed to me the saddest thing I'd ever seen, and I thought you were crazy, wishing such a thing. I saw only a stick on fire, alone on its journey, home to the quickening ground, with no one there to catch it. I put on my pointed hat, and my black and silver suit, and I check my gunpowder pack, and I strap the stick on my back. and dressed as a rocket on the bridge- nobody seems to see me. Then, with the fuse in my hand, and now shooting into the night. and still as a rocket, I land in the river. Was it me that said you were crazy? | ||||
| Interests: | 23: art, drawing, fall, laughing, learning, listening, movies, music, musicals, painting, photography, playing the guitar, playing the piano, puzzles, rain, rats, reading, red, silence, snow, swings, travelling, writing | ||||
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| Account type: | Basic Account | ||||
