Today I saw a side profile of my uncle and wished I was an artist or photographer. The fuzz of white at his temples stood out in stark contrast to his almost chocolate curls, tinted red. He was once a redhead, sparky, a firebrand of entertainment and today he is more an empty vessel clanking against the metal leg of his hospital bed, rigid and confused. He is the life of the party, dissolved in alcohol - not distilled to an essence, just dissolved into a puddle and unsure of who he is anymore. His distress was palpable. Our jewel bright, faux cheerful attitudes fizzled out in the car once he was safely back in his room.
In 6 working days I will be alone in work. It bothers me.
***BOO***






Hope all is similar with the Una!
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Go v5.
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Go v5.
Yay we're friends
Fleur is on this
Whats her name?
I had an old account but i deleted it cause i wa in a very hate everything i've ever written mood
But i might post something in a little while
Hopefully anyway
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a-poem-a-day
my artwork
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life=shit...dead eyes see no future!
MY NEW STOCK ACCOUNT ~CornellStock
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A bird is such a unique animal, it can spend its entire life locked in a cage and still sing away.
Wise people don't expect life to be worth living, they make it's worth.
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The woman doesn't understand basic Awesome!
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