Well well well! Livejournal is still around. I've had this thing for 6 years. Wow.
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HI.
Do this for me? Please? Especially the Nohari one.
http://kevan.org/johari?name=londonsbur http://kevan.org/nohari?name=londonsbur And if you have one and I haven't done it, let me know! The people of the night, we know each other.
We know each other by the footsteps and the sounds we make as we talk, and how fast we are running to someone and running away. And the outlines of our clothes and the different noises that our shoes add to our chatter, just like chicken tastes pointy when it's cooked properly. We wouldn't know each other in the daylight, because we wouldn't be the beautiful people from last night, but we can find each other on the streets, in the clubs, and everywhere because we are all the same. We enjoy discovering things morphing into new ones in the dark, and the night crawlers that come out with midnight and go on about their shady business. Unlike the day, with its false morals, the night enables us to just be ourselves, because in the morning, no one will ask about it. The people of the night are honest, whatever they might do. Me? I haven't seen daylight in a while. I go out in the dark, and come back in the dark, at 5 am on a bus with those working a few jobs to make ends meet, and with the so called hoodlums coming from who-knows-where. And again at 5 pm, just as the dark is properly taking over. I stopped being tired a long time ago, and so did all of us, some forced and some by choice. And we all learn to love the night, and not be scared, but instead, wonder who is who in the day, when they are wearing sunglasses, and not lurking and glancing over their shoulder, because they do not know their world when it's dark. I wrote a parody to Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. SPOILERS AHEAD. Tell me if you like it (or read it, even!)
( HBP - THE SHORT VERSION ) Again, thanks to Aly for reading it. Icons? Here by Here and here by Here by Here by Here by |
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