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Deep Inside Morpheus Creation

pictures no one else saw

Created on 2005-03-09 10:55:10 (#6393226), last updated 2009-11-04

378 comments received, 2,523 comments posted

Basic Info
Name:Emily
Birthdate:1988-08-03
Location:Hillsboro, Oregon, United States
Website:http://www.myspace.com/beautydwells
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About Me


sometimes i think i am a cat

i am very sensitive and shy, i like to be by myself but i don't mind interesting company. I love my boyfriend more than i can comprehend. I think in metaphors. I like melancholy music/movies/books...

I am an INFP and 4w5 (sx/sp)

Leo sun/Aries moon/ Libra Ascendant

feel free to add me as a friend... i usually never make the first move.
Quotes I Like

A narcotic spring goddess with pomegranate lips and eyelids that fluttered over petal visions

And in our room, we made love like flames-opening, blending, burning
We made love like animals, like gods, like dreams

I want to take photographs with his hand at the cats throat, his eyes closed, feeling the purr in his fingers. I want to take his picture naked in the fog.

I will imagine that we are in our purple bed where I taste your flesh, listen to the sound of your blood, feel the pulse of your dreams and the roots of your curls. All the pain in my bones dissolves. Our bodies become pools of nectar.

You must have love. For all creatures high and low. You must find this love in your own heart, and then see that love everywhere. You must be kind, merciful, and above all else, accepting of what you are. Because you are as you were created, and in the beginning of all things the creator made you perfect in his eyes.

She was in high school, but she still believed in the monsters. She often dreamed about them. They always took the form of snakes and lizards. Except they walked and talked like people

They communicated as if through osmosis. She just needed to be near him.

Matter began to slow, mind to collapse
Time narrowed and slipped through a crack

Her need for his love was at the core of this existence

. It's as though they live at the edge of a looking-glass world where mundane objects come to life, where flora and fauna take on near-human qualities

I have heard the languages of apocalypse, and now I shall embrace the silence

I thought sacrifice might mean something

Her need for his love was at the core of this existence

Even time does not matter in the mind

A garden of memory flowers

…you were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass. But the way I saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else saw-wasteland

My heart is like a teacup covered with hairline crack. I feel like I have to walk real carefully so it wont get shaken and just all shatter and break
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ill figure this part out later when i have something to write.
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i really love him.
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