| Lions on stilts terrify me. |


ORIGINAL: for the birds.It was the grandest panic of the century.ORIGINAL: for the birds.
The forest was on fire. Everywhere you looked were people slipping gracefully into the forms of birds -- ravens and eagles and cardinals, peacocks and pheasants, roosters and pigeons. All colors and feathers filled the air and escaped past the choking smoke and treetops; what was left of them.
The forest was on fire.
Thessaly ran hurriedly past the burning trunks, one of the last people left. His mussy, black hair was getting in his eyes and his pale, smooth skin was glinting in the insane heat.
A parrot gushed into feathers in front of his eyes, and


A Near MissI Almost Kissed YouA Near Miss
You were right there in front of me looking in my eyes, lips slightly open like you may have been
about to say something.
It happened in my head in a split second like words do before you say them.
Usually things like that happen before you can realize how dumb they are.
It didn't, though. Not this time.
It isn't like it would really be anything new for me. I've kissed you tons of times in my dreams. Always with the same terrible results.
But even my dreams

Thanks for stalking. . . Err watchin' meeee.
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"In valor there is hope."
-Tacitus
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Walking home from work
Stop at the supermarket
The condiment aisle
A jar of pickles catches the eye
Made eye contact with a solitary pickle
Bought the jar, took it home.
I'm surprised someone found my soon-to-migrate-to account.
I haven't talked to you in FOREVER. Oh my.
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Rescue Me.
I'm burning, can't you see?
You posted a journal with a link to your new account, methinks (: That's how I found.
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Walking home from work
Stop at the supermarket
The condiment aisle
A jar of pickles catches the eye
Made eye contact with a solitary pickle
Bought the jar, took it home.
No I didn't. o_o
I mentioned it.
I think you're just psychic and you knew I would make this account.
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Rescue Me.
I'm burning, can't you see?
Psssht, linked, mentioned, it's all the same~
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Walking home from work
Stop at the supermarket
The condiment aisle
A jar of pickles catches the eye
Made eye contact with a solitary pickle
Bought the jar, took it home.
What am I thinking of right now?
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Rescue Me.
I'm burning, can't you see?
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