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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Seas of Color

Somewhere under the ocean, there is a world where the sea life can talk and sing me songs. A place where the boys love you back, and everyone knows it, someplace where beauty is not measured by your appearance, but by your kindness, and how many wrinkles hide in your nails. There, the photos you take really do capture the soul, in an endless ocean of colors, swarming about in something so delicate it can only be breakable. I want to be pushed here, live here, find a place where my words make a difference, where my life means something to someone else. Where I can wear a strapless dress without it falling off. Here, under the sea, in an ocean of breakably delicate colors.

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What the hell is this?
I don't even know.

3 comments:

  1. it's shit that's what

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  2. damn scrait.

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  3. Can you say that to her face? Fuck off, you obviously have no talent rather than being rude and absolutely unrespectful to people who have an amazing talent. Caila, this is beautiful.

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