| martha is a hat thief martha adds -age to the end of words: plannage, tunage, scrappage martha should stop writing angst and referring to herself in the third person martha wants you to remember that she loves you |


Alice's interviewIt had not been a good week for Maddeus Finch. It should suffice to say that the recruitment process Pryce Industries had undertaken for it's sometimes less than legal dealings, had thrown up idiot after idiot. After hours of fruitless interviews with people who he was amazed could actually walk and breath simultaneously, with misspelt tattoos, he was more than ready to throw in the towel. It was with this mindset that he decided to pose a challenge for those who deemed themselves worthy to participate in the rebirth of the machine that was Pryce Industries. He entered the room , seeing the sorry lot whose type he was beginning to recogAlice's interview
FP- alice

seeking solacehey you broken-boned and bird thing is there still soot clinging to your eyelashes or was that just a vodka-soaked dream?seeking solace
if i pull you out of the fire will you tell me that i'm fucking beautiful no really, no really, no really, tears of honesty staining and calcifying your face, i am?
call me your shirley manson because i would steal a ship
or do time for you in the same way that i'm some supposedly porcelain epitome of beauty, lace-draped helen of troy, persephone edged in black and lightning
broken-boned and bird thing, you're &n


lightit's the seperation that makes it, that brings it to its colour scheme, the pallor required for the sweetnesslight
each part has its place and its measure. lily white they blend together in
their bowl, an offering to some virginal deity
it's bittersweet to begin with, before being set in small pieces, swaddled, baby-like, on its metal resting place and given to the heat that will change and purify it, like a
soul, the soul of an egg or a
world or of an idea
desirous. if only i could take the agreeable and bitter parts of myself a
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a melting pot of truth and fiction
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*Insert witty, yet inspirational quote here*
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avatar by *Veemonsito
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My mind is 33% music, 33% photography, and 33% rainbows, puppies, and unicorns. Oh yeah, and 1% Sunny D.
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find me a storm where the wild winds blow.
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rosin your bow, sing your scales
do your lunges
we're going
field-
dancing
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Peace, love & cookies.
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Peace, love & cookies.
and its a pleasure
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your my angel your the only one
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