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Boston, Massachussetts, United States
I'm not limited to the blank canvas I was born as. My life is an eclectic melange of vivid colour. I float in a sea of multifarious musings, ranging from worlds of lime green skies and copper stars to winged objects and fairy dust. I am the flirtatiousness of cherry chap-stick, the depths of the cerulean ocean and the violet skies of Monet. I am the brooding dark green of dense foliage, the crimson tint in a blushing girl’s cheeks; the purple of bruised limbs. The complexity of my thoughts keeps evolving, I grow and shrink alternately. I cannot be contained or restrained. The French language is my drug and acne is my worst enemy. I laugh a little too much and am a romantic in the extreme sense. I’m likely to steal the stars from the sky, but my aims remain grounded in reality. I can’t be pigeonholed into a single stereotype, because all labels apply to me at different points in time.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

[ Inspired by "Hearts Collide"- Green Day ]

FlushedPinkCheeksPolkaDottedDressBlackXSApples.
EbonySkinWarmBreathSoftLipsChocolateEyesSkittles.

Thoughts. Sounds. Pictures. Memories. Disjointed snapshots fall around them in a breathtaking storm of bright white fire. A maddening torrent of color and emotion that left them powerless yet fragrant with the joy of life and love. Should you ask if these memories brought them joy or pain, both would answer yes; and that is all that they would say.

When triumph bleeds into bliss; I knew it from the first kiss.
Tonight, hearts collide. Hearts collide. Hearts collide.


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