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Post by L A C H on Jun 21, 2009 23:37:55 GMT -5
_____________W I N D IN THE WIRES
[/b] [/color]| shato, moonchilde-stock, flickrlyrics | patrick wolf's wind in the wiresinspiration | dogs: bullets and carnage,
inspiration | tokyo slums, ballet, vietnam warஐ
his name is G A B R I E L xL A C H & he was young & he was alive.
once upon a time, he could alienate even the most
knowledgeable, fervent, & mature in all his passions.
life was a ω н ι я ℓ ω ι и ∂ around him.
he, the eye of the storm, was bright & exuberant with potential
in his own world of arts & roses.
but all good things come to an E N D.
[/ul] introduction | post log & relations | basics | personal resources [/color][/size]
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Post by L A C H on Jun 22, 2009 1:14:10 GMT -5
________________I'M ON THE [ E D G E ] OF A CLIFF
{[/color] YOUR PURPOSE HONORED }[/b] ✖ ✖ ✖ {[/color] YOUR BLOOD IN MY VEINS }[/b] ✖ ✖ ✖ {[/color] YOUR HEART AND MINE }[/b] ✖ ✖ ✖ {[/color] YOUR IMAGE IN MY MIND }[/b] [/b] dislikesloveshatesneutral[/ul] ஐ [/color] 01. leave this l[o]nely town02.03.[/ul] post log & relations [/color] [/size]
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Post by L A C H on Jun 22, 2009 2:23:28 GMT -5
_____________IT'S THE S I G H OF WILD ELECTRICITY
S H O U T }[/b] [/color][/i] ] but call him l a c h[/color], like a fastened l o c k[/b], he shuts you out & hides away what is precious[/ul][/color]✖ ✖ ✖ { C O U N T }[/b] [/i] fourandahalfyears have been tucked away in a b o x under the b e d[/ul][/color]✖ ✖ ✖ { A S T O U N D }
[/i]. never smile, silent swagger u n d e n i a b l y strong & masculine. what a g e n t l e m a n. [/ul][/ul] ஐ [/color] [/color] { D O N ' T ✖ L O O K } [/color][/b] are two upturned teardrops of gaspeite -- distinctive, not-so-ordinary light green set in a narrow and small visage. he will hold your gaze captive with his own, disinterested but never discourteous. seldom belligerent, his poise is developed with confident, aloof, and non confrontational attitudes. and that smile: if you ever catch it, don't ever let it go.[/ul] ✖ ✖ ✖ { D O N ' T ✖ L I S T E N } [/color][/b] breathes gentle commanding. a nurturing ring. he can scold without raising his voice, lift the hackles along your nape with just a whisper. without any deception, his mentoring disposition often yields little contradiciton[/ul] ✖ ✖ ✖ { D O N ' T ✖ T O U C H } [/color][/b] is rather silky with a thick mane, slack creme ears, and a long, lean bone of a tail to compliment his supple form. tufts of fur adorn his elbows and ankles in an ivory complimentary to his ginger coat. his paws, also a soft eggshell, are rather small and feline. muscular yet lean, t h r e e legs. do not be deceived; this battle scar has damned his dreams, however he is not quite ready to concede to fate.[/ul][/ul] [/color] [/color] [/color] the basics [/color][/size]
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Post by L A C H on Jun 22, 2009 3:17:22 GMT -5
____________SURPASSING COMFORT AND SECURITY
WORDS"When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle. Then I realised God doesn’t work that way, so I stole one and prayed for forgiveness."[/ul] SOUNDS[/i] lyrics | audio[/ul] White Dove by John Vanderslice [/i] Lonely in Gorgeous by TommyFebruary6 [/i][/ul] Paper Birds by Siberian [/i][/ul][/ul] IMAGES    personal resources [/SIZE]
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