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tingling.

it was cold. so, so cold. but her skin tingled and danced. it was so, so warm. her lips were chapped and the alcohol stung her open cuts. but that was in the beginning of the night. now they were tingling too. comfortably numb in the cool midnight air.
her breath puffed in angelic clouds against the black backdrop of her world. looking back over her shoulder she watched his cigarette do the same. her eyes tried to focus, but she was too far away. surely, she was just too far away. running back to him, tripping over her wobbling legs, she threw her arms around his n

_{because it was Domestic Violence Awareness Month.

this is something that i wrote that really strikes a cord with me.
please enjoy.}

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how grotesque.i am ugly. i am hideous and i am disgusting. i am a bug, an insect, a vermin, crawling down your throat and jabjabjabbing my pins and needles legs into your pink and pulsing flesh.
yes, i am gloriously undignified. i am so grotesquely unladylike. and i am here to tell you that your insides flutter like broken butterfly wings when i am sinksinksinking my glass shard teeth into them.
oh, i am rusting around the orifices of my face. i am made of scrap metal and hooker blood and motor oil. i am that piece of shit you threw away for a brand fucking new piece of shit. so go w how grotesque.
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after he cries.his eyes are shaped like almonds after he cries. i wonder how he can see through his giraffe eyelashes with his eyelids so close.
there's always a tragic smile on his lips after he cries. it skirts across his teeth as if he's become unburdened and i wouldn't settle for less.
the tip of his nose is always flushed after he cries. at first thought, it reminds me of a clown before i remember there's nothing funny about it.
he doesn't shake after he cries. his tremors cease and i love it when he's still so i can hold him and hold him and hold him without h after he cries.
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colorless sunsets.'today is a bad day,' you told me. my eyes were tired and i fought to keep them open. i felt like crying. 'why's today a bad day?' 'the world is crumbling. i can feel it shaking.' i looked at you for the first time in a few days. you were shaking so hard you seemed to blur at the edges.
you had no idea. colorless sunsets.
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dying flowers.you make me feel brand new. i am in your arms and i feel the scars on my face pulling away. they drift into the air and are pushed away by the current of your steady breath. i don't breathe for a moment just in case i'd suck them back in.
i know that people hate you. you don't know it because you're charming, but i hear what they say. i don't want to know but it hurts and my skin burns wherever you touch it. i know i'm not supposed to listen to anyone but my heart, but i can't stop my ears.
'just tell me what's going on.' you were yelling at me in the rain but i kept running. dying flowers.
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a wish.i wish that i was actually good at something.
i'm not even good at loving you.
i wish that i could actually do something right.
i wish that whenever i tried you didn't take it offensively.
i wish that i didn't have so many nights alone with nostalgic books.
i wish that i didn't always run to the bathroom just to puke it back up.
i wish that whenever i needed someone they didn't want to get up and leave.
i wish that i could stop crying.
i wish that i didn't want to drink some wine on a train to nowhere tonight.
i wish that i was bette a wish.
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_{- my name is giuliana and i have no middle name.
- i am 17 years of age.
- i've never been in love with another human being.
- i wish i knew more about the human anatomy so i could write more gruesome things.
- i love writing, swimming, and pretending to be myself.
- i want four tattoos accordingly: a seashell behind the ear, a nautical star on the wrist, a sun on one arm, a moon on the other.
- i want both my ears pierced twice.}

i'llmeetyouwhere*

Thu Nov 19, 2009, 6:17 AM

_{the earth meets the sun and the weather is warm because the scene just seems so much nicer way out there.

if i could type up that whole song, i would.
i'm in love with those happy lyrics.
go check out that song, srsly.
it makes me happier than evarr.

um, i figured it was about time i got to updating my journal on my boring life soooooo.
here goes.

1. i would love to do more features since i'm finding incredible stuff everyday (since i live on dA), but without a subscription, i don't wanna just do links. D:
and yes, i am a whore-like-that, why do you ask?
so, yes. gah.

2. i'd like to thank everyone that has suddenly started watching me and commenting on my stuff. you're all fantastic and you have no idea how much i appreciate it.
so, that's for all you guys.
you know who you are~

3. i think that if it wasn't for writing, i would have killed myself within the past few hours.
which is terrible, but i felt like completely snapping.
i had almost, almost forgotten why my mother is titled Angry Whore in my cellular device.
i giggled when she texted me though and it came up as Angry Whore.
i felt clever.
so, yeah. fun times.

4. i bawled my eyes out the other night and i was like, yes. now i won't feel like crying for a long while. well, that backfired. now i feel more vulnerable to cry than ever, which is a shitty feeling.
goddamn.

5. i really like cursing and ice cream and dead wasps you find on window sills that crunch when you press down on them with your pointer finger.

6. i'm done. what a shitty number to end on.

kay.
um.
if you read this, just know that i'll be posting a few legit poems in a bit.
i have written, i pinky swear.

adieu~}