Me? Nephrite. aka Jade. Stone, first and foremost. Being human comes later. Nah. I'm just kidding. Film fanatic. Lit Major. Loves books (DUH). Dragon baby.
Don't watch much TV. I want to live like its the last moon rising and scream, just like no one's there. Here, I might lose all of my control. Don't blame me later if you don't wanna heed my warning.
sometimes I say things that don't come out right but its all in the heat of the moment. It's not too late for you to turn back now. In these Invisible Cities I will build by myself,
I hope you will enjoy yourself. The city will be made of green and black. There will be no bed of roses, but a crown of thorns. There will be wilted red roses and drooping stalks of violets.
There will be rainbows, but with no pots of gold. There will be more rain than sun, more tears than smiles. What? Did you think this was some kind of fairytale? Baby, wake up and smell the flowers. There are none. Where did the flowers go? I don't know.
And then you will see the world through my eyes.
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Friday, October 28, 2005
Nephrite at 9:50:00 PM
this is like my second post fer the day and its equally philosophical, if not depressin'.
waha.
weel saw a person die today, n by his own hand.
death.
will anyone be able to understand it w/o dying themselves?
how come a body cant survive if the soul is still there?
i mean, isnt our soul, our ability to think; the essence of life itself?
i just dun geddit.
the suicide part.
yea.
i've been there, but nv got 'round to actually doin it.
so there.
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