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Black Earth and Dead Alice by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Black Earth and Dead Alice

Ash under skies of blue when all the world is blackened I see the heart which stops each time. Alice went traipsing through the woods she met Andrew who led her to the heights of the ash and all that was blackened and all that died all that died she filled her lungs with coal and joined them we stood under the mountain and cried for her soul Annalise loved Alice but Alice loved Alexandria and Alexandria loved Annalise and so they cried for Alice and Andrew loved Alice and said so and he died too so did Annalise and afterwards Alexandria. So this world is charred indeed, like grilled squash only less tasty.

How Things Last by seventeenthplanet, literature

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How Things Last

wow how did we end up lasting maybe with preservatives. wow how did you see us that day and not listen to me later maybe with earplugs and blinders. How are we to judge one another if there is no basis? I cannot see you if you're dumb and I'm blind. And if I wrote all over you you could read it, but I wouldn't know what I wrote. And you couldn't read the back of your neck very easily Or your back in general, really. Maybe crying and mixing our tears is the easiest solution except that neither of us cry very much.

Things I Won't Remember by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Things I Won't Remember

Sick and we cry and die It's like cancer, changing us permanently malfunctions of the heart fall into place and a mysterious puzzle that can't be named comes to light even though it is dark grey and handsome and sweet and fairy-light like cotton candy and it's soft, a feeling like I want to die but only with you by my side, other wise there's something horrible and crybaby about suicide, but we'll stay at home and cry together because I want to mix our tears and songs, and you can tell me what's right; I'll vehemently deny any inkling of wrongness is my thinly disguised nervous system-- you make me more nervous that that bu

I must, I must, by seventeenthplanet, literature

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I must, I must,

And a spiral falls, I knew it would I cannot conceal What was never to be a secret: Clashing waves and thunderous seas How these elements cannot collide, But confuse, How I wish we knew who was which and which of who But never have I seen you and you together, Uncovered and stripped by the strong currents, Blacksmith arms of water gripping, holding you up I have never seen it. It made me feel sick when I saw you like that, Because you're my dearest darling And he's my lovely love But which is the current, The Love or Lover or Him? It isn't the Lover So it must not be Him, But can it be I, who have never seen, Holding th

Compliments and Regrettable Moments by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Compliments and Regrettable Moments

You must know how dumb you can make me feel in an instant! And it goes against what I want to feel (doesn't feeling dumb always?) And at the same time I want to feel happy because I guess you make me happy and it's not against the odds. If it were against the odds to feel happy around you, I wouldn't be around you so much, but I run away because you make me blush, And I hate blushing because it makes me feel weak and I cannot feel weak when the world is so dominated by men, but I like you so I feel like I'm going against that gain. And of course none of this makes sense because I'm a romantic at heart, and I go "Awwww" e

Trains by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Trains

Or are you a mirage? I guess I'd never know, because today you took the train South, and I East. We parted ways at the station, and it was sweet, And hot like strawberries baking in the sun. Because out end was just so nice, It seemed to me that our time together was the best of times... There was something I wanted to say, lost on the wind as the train sped away, well, it was something sweet Not like me. So I guess it's better that you don't have that memory. So when I become a vague story to tell to new friends, let the train draw sharp lines across your mind, but never recall what I said, and I'll never guess at what

Attic Clean Out (My Dirty Heart) by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Attic Clean Out (My Dirty Heart)

and in the written word there is a little, steamy breath that condenses on my soul's circular window right beneath my heart. the heart is also the attic (it's where I stored my prom pictures) there are of course lots of confidential things in this attic, but I'll show you some of them (because who doesn't have confidential things in their attic?) first: there is a pressed lilac flower that reminds me of those summers before my dad cut down the bushes and they didn't smell as good for some reason. also: a tiny piece of paper (a note) from a boy I guess I might have liked but for some reason I never loved him ('cause love didn't

Where our Hearts and Hands Are by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Where our Hearts and Hands Are

brushing quietly, like I didn't even realize what wait what..? and softly again, the snow starts to fall between us in an array of glittering shapes and we saw what the heart wanted most, except that was heat: unprovidable and however much we cried, we couldn't seem to die for each other (because we couldn't mix our tears) and how we tried to tear at each other's tiny heart- strings making them so tough they were unbreakable. And Yet, some how they got intertwined so when we separated there was such a tearing as to rip our hearts out as well (this was disappointing because they stuck together) and we couldn't get them

Fragile Fingers by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Black Earth and Dead Alice by seventeenthplanet, literature

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How Things Last by seventeenthplanet, literature

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How Things Last

Things I Won't Remember by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Things I Won't Remember

I must, I must, by seventeenthplanet, literature

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I must, I must,

Compliments and Regrettable Moments by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Compliments and Regrettable Moments

Trains by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Trains

Attic Clean Out (My Dirty Heart) by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Attic Clean Out (My Dirty Heart)

Where our Hearts and Hands Are by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Where our Hearts and Hands Are

Fragile Fingers by seventeenthplanet, literature

An Off-Track Dream by seventeenthplanet, literature

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Artist // Student // Literature

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Have a lovely day, that is what I wish for you. I love to write, and get jealous of my friends who are better drawing artists than I. I'm into abstract, but you won't see that here because my scanner is a hater (to me). i WRITE A FASHION BLOG BUT I'm currently failing at that and a billion other things.

Favourite Visual Artist

J-box is so cool :3

Favourite Movies

My Neigbour Totoro

Favourite TV Shows

Black Adder

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Veronicas and Lily Allen

Favourite Books

Harry Potters, errr, Too many others.

Favourite Writers

Jane Austen

Favourite Games

football, and is cross country a game?

Favourite Gaming Platform

I don't do "video" games

Tools of the Trade

A pen. Or a pencil.

Other Interests

READING, writing tonnes.

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seventeenthplanet

Apr 24, 2012

Staying Alive

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Yes, indeed, i am trying to keep our totally tight knit community alive.. Or I just like doing these things. Whatever. Dearest Darlingest Iggy and Banjo, I'll join the monastery if you'd like, that is, when I change tennis shoes.  Of course, the monastery will have to be in your apartment; no place else will do.  Do you guys have apartments?  If not, get some ASAP.  Also, go ahead and sit on my best friend (Jacob, guys, you get to sit on Jacob!).  Also, I'd like to let you know that I'm really ashamed as to Santa not existing-- man, that's embarrassing.  Also, I found your suicide note in the couch cushions, Iggs, and it made me sad when I

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seventeenthplanet

Apr 8, 2012

OMG GUYZ SO BORED IGGY AND BANJO I TAG YOU.

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01. Real Name → HA HA yeah right 002. Nickname→ AHAHAHAHA no. 004. Male Or Female → Female 005. Elementary → Fith grade was a black hole that I am trying not to revisit in my head right now... SIGH. 006. Middle school → OMG GUYZ MIDDLE SCHOOL SUCKS AND YET IS SO KEWL CUZ WE'RE SO KEWL 'N' STUFF OMG. 007. High School → we shall seeeeeeee O////O 008. Hair Color → dark brownnnnnn but not sleek more moust YAYYAYAYAYAYAY 009. Long Or Short → grr the layers have grwon out and made ponytail unmanageable ALAS 010. Loud Or Quiet → OH MY JONAS BROS, I'm so loud 'n' stuffffff (JKJKJK) 011. S

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seventeenthplanet

Jan 4, 2012

I'm just-ahhh following the trend

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That is right, I'm on trend, baby. banjohobo did a contest. SO NOW, IGGY AND HOBO, I challenge you.... To write a poem on January 10th. ABOUT YA' KNOW, whatevs ur feeling and such.  I wanna c it :D I'm doing a poem-a-day thing this year, so some other time I'll ask you to be a guest poet in my book :D And I have divulged my new year's resolution, lolz. ALSO SO SUPER JEALOUS OF ANYONE WITH FINAL FANTASY 13.. soooooo jealous....