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You're My Disco

Bad timing. Read More
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Bad Romance

It's like watching a cruel documentary. The kind that makes you angry at National Geographic for not interfering.

Why do I feel as though I am the reporter? Read More
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Circus

Have I mentioned how much it hurts when you stare into my eyes and run your hands over other people's bodies? Read More
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Circus

Back and forth, up and down.

I have no idea where we are now, come to think of it, but I like that we'll both be in costume tomorrow.

Like a circus. Read More
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Satellite Heart

I don't really know, and it's a nice day outside. The sky is the right shade of blue.
I feel like putting on my ridiculous sunglasses, pushing play on my internal itunes and shutting the world out.

I want to feel the wind blow against my face, push my hair back. I even know what I want to wear, once I get out of bed.

Something is off, but it is a nice day outside.

Nothing the disco inside my head can't cure, right? Read More
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Dance in the Dark

And the world didn't end. Read More
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Undisclosed Desires

Am I playing hide and seek?

Are you playing too? Read More
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I Just Want To Make That Sad Boy Smile

It's a fleeting feeling... like a snowflake tangled in your eyelashes, melting in violent liberation.

Beautiful and a perfect heart's length away. Read More

About Me

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Full of life, colorful, happy - always, always happy. His life is a dance floor, music flows in him, through him, he never gets tired of dancing, of laughing, talking, creating and thinking. He is flamboyant and audacious, and content at being so. He lives to enjoy the color spectrum in all its great impossibility.

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