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there’s “classy beauty” and then there’s “trashy beauty.”

girls, please pick the first category. the world will thank you.

in my dreams…

i am joan jett. ;)

spring.

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tHE HEARtS IN LIGHt

http://www.facebook.com/theheartsinlight

tHE HEARtS IN LIGHt are a futuristic and psychedelic electro-pop/rock band from Chattanooga, TN. Created in 2008, the group consists of producer Kyle Malone, Stacey Sausa, and bassist Rob Fisher. Both Malone and Sausa lead vocals and write lyrics, in addition to playing guitar, keys, synthesizer, and sampler.

Their new, up-and-coming sound has increasingly garnered more and more local buzz and has consistently received positive responses from their growing fan base and audiences. The combination of their unique cosmic tunes and their soulful, imaginative lyrics is a spiritually fresh and heartfelt experience unlike any other act in the area. Currently, they are working on their first EP due out late 2010.

For booking, please contact heartmusic77@yahoo.com.

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It’s pathetic how we can’t live with the things we can’t understand. How we need everything labeled and explained and deconstructed.

— Choke - Chuck Palahniuk  (via ifwewerefeckless) (via achieving)

Now will saying ‘yes’ get you in trouble at times? Will saying ‘yes’ lead you to doing some foolish things? Yes, it will. But don’t be afraid to be a fool. Remember, you cannot be both young and wise. Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no. But saying ‘yes’ begins things. Saying ‘yes’ is how things grow. Saying ‘yes’ leads to knowledge. ‘Yes’ is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say ‘yes.’

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i hate being a woman. i wish i was born a man. i hate crying and being emotional and sensitive for no reason. i hate worrying about the dumbest things. i hate that wretched ‘time of the month’ and the fact that i’ll have to endure excruciating pain when i deliver a child one day. i hate the pressure of having to look pretty all the time. i hate how we’re generally physically weaker than men. i hate having to be put in situations where i have to talk to random dumb girls just because people (men) generally think all girls naively get along with and relate to eachother just because they have the ‘no extra appendage in between their legs’ thing in common. and i hate being looked at like a piece of meat and how i have to be more closely guarded than the opposite sex because of the stupid perverts who look at girls like pieces of meat.

yeah.

it sucks to be a girl sometimes.

Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe

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It was many and many a year ago, 
In a kingdom by the sea, 
That a maiden there lived whom you may know 
By the name of Annabel Lee; 
And this maiden she lived with no other thought 
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child, 
In this kingdom by the sea; 
But we loved with a love that was more than love - 
I and my Annabel Lee; 
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven 
Coveted her and me. 
And this was the reason that, long ago, 
In this kingdom by the sea, 
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling 
My beautiful Annabel Lee; 
So that her highborn kinsman came 
And bore her away from me, 
To shut her up in a sepulcher 
In this kingdom by the sea. 
The angels, not half so happy in heaven, 
Went envying her and me 
Yes! that was the reason 
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) 
That the wind came out of the cloud by night, 
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love was stronger by far than the love 
Of those who were older than we 
Of many far wiser than we 
And neither the angels in heaven above, 
Nor the demons down under the sea, 
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul 
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. 
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams 
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; 
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes 
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; 
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side 
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, 
In the sepulcher there by the sea, 
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

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