GurlShoes
Aaron Bishop
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Sometimes, the sound of goodbye... is louder, than any drumbeat.
Male
26 years old
columbus (lewis center), Ohio
United States
Last Login: 6/29/2009
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| Music | happy hardcore, hard trance, jungle, dnb, freeform, 2 step (uk garage) | | Television | Angel, Buffy, Firefly... honestly anything touched by the hand of Joss Whedon. ~ Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Battlestar Galactica, Blade The Series, The Boondocks, Cavemen, Dead Set, Dexter, Doctor Who, Earth 2, Farscape, First Wave, Hogan's Heroes, The It Crowd, Journeyman, Lexx, , The Life And Times Of Tim, No Heroics, The Outer Limits, Reaper, Red Dwarf, Robot Chicken, Roswell, Sliders, South Park, Star Trek: TOS, TNG, DS9, Voyager, Enterprise (it wasn't that bad), Stargate, Tin Man, Torchwood, True Blood, The Twilight Zone, V, Wonderfalls | | Heroes | steph |
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*P*L*U*R*R*K*, KandiKids :), HARDCORE, PINK PANTHERS UNITE!!!, Ravers not Haters, :Scene:, Calltech Ninjaaaaasssss, Hardcore Will Never Die!!!
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| Status: | Single | | Here for: | Networking, Dating, Serious Relationships, Friends | | Orientation: | Bi | | Hometown: | columbus, oh | | Body type: | 5' 9" / Slim / Slender | | Ethnicity: | White / Caucasian | | Religion: | Agnostic | | Zodiac Sign: | Pisces | | Smoke / Drink: | Yes / Yes | | Children: | Undecided | | Education: | High school | | Occupation: | Power Ranger | | Income: | Less than $30,000 |
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About me:
aim [main]: hikari corgan
aim [cell]: stonedcat in hat
icq: 4786289
msn: stonedcatinhat@hotmail.com
yahoo: stonedcat666
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email: hikaricore@gmail.com
twitter: hikaricore
livejournal: darkness of the light (empty journal)
deadjournal: darkness of the light
xanga: in the dawn of oblivion
Screenshot 03/19/09
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....random thoughts of nothingness underwhere you sleep....
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the night never ends blistering into new life and being as the twilight forms the morning lie. and the point of no return like an epiphany comes to light as a singularity on the horizon of my mind's eye. whispered words of the dreams i keep only to myself and no one else, incarnate as binary scampering to the unwelcoming doorstep of the person trying hardest to forget the words spoken straight from our hearts overshadowing the dawn of the new year. tripping across the hour that haunts my every connection with the concept of time.. 6:05 screams to me.. only to wake in disbelief that i am alone. what do you do when everything is gone.. as i'm lost in myself, speaking nothing of vanity.. i wipe the grease from my face and pick at a newly formed blackhead. looking at myself in disgust as it nears time for me to return to work. echoing violent fucks of nothing into my empty existence.. i wonder if i should care if i have a home or not.. i'm not scared without a home, but i'm too scared to be alone.. existence as i currently nest in it, is this sick worthless contradiction of everything that i am and need. trying to rationalize that in some way the things i've done and the people i've met have been in some odd way affected to move to make something better than my life of theirs. searing drama brought fourth in light of recent events lead me to believe otherwise, and that i've done nothing good for anyone, not even myself. i'm not a selfish being.. but there's only so much anyone can give to the rest of the souls that inhabit this retched planet before the echos of shattered hearts and misplaced trust stab you in the back of the head with a sharpened fucking spoon. even my analogies mock me as i question my responses as melodramatic or over analytic. i could go on for hours in a hail of worthless words meaning as much to the hearts i long for as a god damn canopener means to a rabbit.... fuck it all and i'll sit here in my own filth until i have to go.
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to say the words i am urged by myself to say.. or forget them as some strange method of self preservation.. echoes and memories existing to me as only yesterday, bleeding out of my heart in such a way as to shatter the windows of existence.. burning in my muscles and screaming to life a new hatred of myself. the good i feel in helping people is slowing washed away by the ocean of emptiness i cling to floating in my tattered life. i hear the words opening a child to this being:
welcome to the world of hate, death, destruction, and fear. you will be a slave to the society decided for you by all those who have come before you, and live the lifestyle they have deemed to be appropriate. if you resist this lifestyle; you will be outcast, imprisoned, tortured, executed, or any combination of the four. should i fall, another will be forged in my image; acting, living, and believing as i do. i am the voice of the billions who set aside their desire to be individuals to create an existence without love, hope, or purpose. you will be me, or you will be destroyed.
the hate i felt in this moment brought me images of columns exploding as projectiles from the force of my stare... and the clock instilled no comfort in my soul.
the only thing i know how to do anymore is fall in love, jumping from one dream of happiness to the next, a practice that has brought me to this. staring at my body as i bathe, i hate myself, a fucking retched beast pulling everyone down with me. i wish for death, but i lack the enthusiasm to make it happen.. i've lived this long, what's the point of stopping now. emerald eyes as i chase another un acknowledging heart, the feeling of bliss as i stare deeper into everything i want to belong to, and a smile to completely enthrall my love... sealed with a kiss i have longed for an eternity, meaning all of nothing to my resurfaced obsession.
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desire is like running through life in the dark, with nothing coming entirely into focus. I can't seem to say anything in the right moment.. however in this instant i have a million things and no one is around to say them to... turning around i find that i'm talking to myself.
random thoughts come to mind::
it's only after you've dug yourself a hole,
that you notice the dirt smeared on your face.
quite irrelevant to my mood, but said in good hopes.. and forgotten.
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Who I'd like to meet:
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Down to the earth I fell,
With dripping wings. Heavy things won't fly.
And the sky might catch on fire.
And burn the axis of the world, that's why
I prefer a sunless sky, to the glittering and stinging in my eyes.
Oh I feel so light.
This is all I want to feel tonight.
Oh I feel so light.
Tonight and the rest of my life.
Tonight and the rest of my life.
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A different boy a different girl,
we come from different worlds,
thought you'd never notice me,
thought our love could never be.
Now we're walking hand in hand,
across the sea across the sand,
in the darkness of the night,
I'm hearing you breathe,
I'm feeling alright.
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Euphony & Dj Storm Featuring Danielle - Breathe
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