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Fountain The trouble with autumn is that it comes on very quickly. Last week it was sunny and warm until I went to the library on Wednesday afternoon. I fell asleep at the desk in the back corner, the one it seems only I know of. The cell phone in my jacket pocket buzzed and woke me up, a voice message from Annie, who had called to remind me that I was to meet her at the coffee shop with Josh in twenty minutes. The leaves had been turning for a month already, but on Wednesday the wind and rain were so heavy that when I stepped outside it was obvious that everything had changed. The sky was deep gray and the leaves looked like thickFountain
by ~ifonlycoby
SyllablesMy fears, I felt, had foundation. There he was again, on a Friday afternoon and surrounded by beautiful blondes with blue eyes and breasts almost unbuttoning their white oxfords, their denim skirts cutting their impeccable legs at just the right place. With mouse brown hair, two-tone Buddy Holly glasses, and embarrassingly normal t-shirts and jeans, I paled in comparison. He was walking towards the bookstore's tall, brick facade located just up the steep hill. I was afraid he would never come back. I watched him walk away, harshly focused on his upward goal. He had brown hair, just within uniform code and landing around half an inch from theSyllables
by ~ifonlycoby
FoolI remember last summer when you and I saw each other for the last time. When you promised me that we'd see each other again, your hair was swirled around my fingers, contrasting brown curls on my red fingernails, freshly painted and still smelling faintly, and I believed you. Your eyes were so honest, a warmer color than they had been when we were sitting on the rancid yellow bus while you held me close to you. I remember how thin you were. You taught me that men's jeans with a size 27 waist and 32 length are hard to find. You also taught me a lot about myself. When you told me you had a girlfriend, I still wanted to kiss you, and so I learneFool
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- Current Residence: Philthadelphia (I love it...even though I make fun of it.)
- Interests: religion, philosophy, music, photography, politics, human nature, history, writing
- Favourite movie: Basquiat, Garden State, Coffee and Cigarettes, Bobby, Take the Money and Run, ...
- Favourite band or musician: Nirvana,Bright Eyes,Rufus Wainwright,Neutral Milk Hotel,SMYTH,Dylan,The Decemberists,Desaparecidos
- Favourite genre of music: rock, folk, reggae, some independant stuff, indie folk, folk rock, NO EMO!!
- Favourite artist: Warhol and Basquiat.
- Favourite poet or writer: Bukowski, Poe, Vonnegut, David Sedaris, Sylvia Plath...
- Favourite photographer: Peter. I don't know many photographers, although I would like to.
- Favourite style of art: I am a sucker for B&W photography and anything Photoshopped.
- Operating System: I <3 Macs! I have Tiger.
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- Shell of choice: I like mussel and scallop shells. Purdy.
- Wallpaper of choice: My dad likes the blue, boring one that comes as the default.
- Favourite game: Clue.
- Favourite cartoon character: Asuka from Neon Genesis Evangelion, and Stewie from Family Guy.
- Personal Quote: "I think sometimes I make myself fall to feel more interesting."
- Tools of the Trade: I have a good 35 mm Nikon, an old Nikon digital camera and a Nikon just for shitty snapshots
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