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celticcopper · 6 years
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Pull the trigger
At some point, we just have to assume that what we want is what we need.  We also figure out as adults relationships that are superficial, and those that are not.  Those that we choose to keep are those we value. Am I valuable enough to choose?
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celticcopper · 6 years
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I cannot regret it.  They tell us in the temple that true joy is found only in freedom from the wheel that is death and rebirth, that we must come to despise earthly joy and suffering, and long only for the peace of the presence of the eternal.  Yet, I love this life on Earth, Morgan, and I love you with a love that is stronger than death, and if sin is the price of binding us together, life after life across the ages, then I will sin joyfully and without regret, so that it brings me back to you, my beloved!
Uther to Igraine (Morgan) in their shared dream, Marion Zimmer Bradley’s The Mists of Avalon, page 57.
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False eyelashes are fun, no?
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Grumpy at prom.....but still a better chaperone than Peter from Family Guy....
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Feeling like I need a change...
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celticcopper · 7 years
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Lil piggies
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At the Pentagon.
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Black dress....again....
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Yep....feeling depressed.
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This is the me I know....
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celticcopper · 7 years
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There’s a Hole
The face of a demon, leave you black and screamin’,
The touch of the fire burns you like a liar.
Tell me no lies don’t make me realize.
There’s a hole where my heart should be,
With every beat is breakin’ me, 
Oh there’s hole where my heart should be, 
Can’t you see I can’t break free?
Touch of his leave you damned, 
Words like a song lead you all wrong, 
Eyes of a Saint, good God, that he ain’t.
There’s a hole where my heart used to be,
And every beat is tearin’ me, 
Oh there’s a hole where my heart should be, 
It doesn't matter, cause it will never be free.
Every word,  every lie, every promise was a sweet goodbye.
And although I know I should leave that man alone, 
There’s no saving me, there’s no rest for the weary.
Eyes of green, what do they see?
There’s a hole where my heart should be, 
And with every beat it’s killing me, 
Oh, there’s a hole, baby can’t you see?
Oh, it don’t matter, when it’s on the last beat.
(Why can I see this being a great country song?!)
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celticcopper · 7 years
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Everything Everything
You are my sky.
You are my night.
You are my earth.
You are my light.
You are my darkness.
You are my road,
You are my air.
You are my unknown.
You are my everything. 
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