Well, that's an achievement in itself.
Happy New Year.


You are wonderful. You are wonderful. Truly wonderful.You are wonderful. by ~paracazer
It's been a year and a half, hasn't it? Eighteen long months I've known you and it doesn't feel like any time at all. Our physical appearances may have changed, but I know for a fact, inside, that your mind and your sight have both stayed the same. There's an ever-present glint in your eye that always flutters around, searching for its raison d'être. Your glance out into the sky corrals comets and pens shooting stars in an astronomical garden that the rest of a tiring world looks up to in awe. Your hair whether it's done up in scarl


The Caravan - Unfinished The caravan he was looking for lay on two of its legs and a pile of bricks in the Old Breyard. It was probably a pearly white in the 1970s, but years of industrial fumes turned the frame a dusty ash combined with a sickly orange rust. Merrich said the only reason that old thing still stood is because that half-acre was privately owned by someone who refused to sell up before the urbanisation of town, right in between some of the vast factories in the Old Breyard. Nobody ever questioned it; they just treated it like another warehouse.The Caravan - Unfinished by ~paracazer
Andrei took another hard look at the caravan. It was in a sorry


Those Eyes Those eyes.Those Eyes by ~paracazer
Those soft eyes.
She was a beautiful girl, you know. An air of mystery and spontaneity followed her wherever she cheerfully roamed, and it was that very aura that made me first notice her. She wore a little makeup - some would say a little too much - but that cute shyness was one I found alluring. She didn't have much in lieu of money, but for a girl with the bare minimum of pennies, she sure could dress herself with elegant astuteness.
But those eyes.
They sparkled. They really did. Yeah, I know it's cliché, but it's nothing but honest truth. Her eyes sparkled with playfu

#worldphotography contest hosted by taorio:onfire:
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This next week I would like to see more in the way of smoke and lights colored or not, something new and something captured which required some or alot of thought, with them being entered into the :iconworldphotography: contest.
I will be hostessing this contest, with it centered around smoke shots.I need donations...for prizes!!!
Heres the catch, I dont care how the shot incorporates smoke. just so that it has it. No fog, but smoke. NOT STEAM.


Dragging Me Down I wouldn't say it's falling, it's more like you're dragging me down.Dragging Me Down by ~wonderfultonight
You keep pulling me in. Faster. Faster. Day, after day, after I day I lose myself even more. Stretched out as far as I can go.
But it's not like I'm trying to stop it. It's not like I'm telling you how I feel. I open my mouth and the words seem to form, but nothing comes out.
You leave me speechless.
Further and further down I go. It gets harder to breathe. Even harder. Even harder. You're like a rope around my neck, that keeps getting tighter.
"You make it hard to smile because you make it hard to breathe"
I can't say that I don't like it, it's exactly the
| hey, dA. I'm paracazer, known to some dudes as Josh. Imma upload an ID sometime soon (lie). |
I still owe you a piece... I'll get to it asap, but you haven't started mine yet either
Gosh ;D
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love me, because love doesn't exist, and i have tried everything that does.
-jonathan safran foer
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and fav my news article?
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love me, because love doesn't exist, and i have tried everything that does.
-jonathan safran foer
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Boldly going nowhere.
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love me, because love doesn't exist, and i have tried everything that does.
-jonathan safran foer
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Boldly going nowhere.
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