stars nullspace hidden by smog :( 990915 ... Quintessensual and when he shall die, they shall cut him out into little stars that shall light the night so they need not worship the garish sun Juliet, on Romeo 991111 ... deb perhaps i knew what today would hold and that's why there are stars upon my fingers casting light within my eyes 000102 ... gaudior just a little drop of light to see by. just a blazing ball of energy millions of miles away. and yet... if only... i could catch one in my palm so i would never be afraid again just my own little drop of blazing energy to guide me along my chosen path no matter how dark the road or how it twists and turns always and forever my own ball of light forever watching over me 000112 ... nullspace someone showed me where my constellation is in the sky recently...taurus i had never seen it...pretty cool 000112 ... camille portholes in which you can see the other side, through the blanket of night the twinkle in your eyes 000125 ... oodles "Some people think that stars are balls of fiery gas flying through space at the speed of light, but sometimes I think that maybe stars are just god's salt...and he's just waiting to eat us." -or something like that 000127 ... Q No ocean can hide from the Moon or the stars. 000127 ... BoofPixie they eat and eat and eat and eat and by the time you tell them hello, they're dead. 000308 ... amy in between stations i can hear a million possibilities it's only the singing of the stars i am also still listening. for a click-click, which i haven't heard yet. or a whush. 000308 ... MollyCule you tell me that one day you'll be a star 000515 ... skiblu I love the stars 000724 ... Reggie And in the middle of a summer night, the stars can teach you why growing up is all about letting go. Then i can accept the fact ehy i'll never get the chance to kiss your clavicle on a rainy saturday morning 000727 ... Kevin Love and rhinestones muscles and nipplerings laughter in the dark and left alone with the memory 001005 ... tourist In truth every atom in our bodies,in this world we walk through and breathe in, was forged in the hearts of long dead stars. 001030 ... kate I knew the window was yours, sitting over a dark garage, behind that van. I stood in your yard watching light pour from your room it was late, the town asleep just you and me still waiting. rocks thrown, eyes glancing, heart beats. you calming me with your voice. only in dreams do i show up, trying to confuse you. 001030 ... babybat come sparkle in the stars with me then all of these little things that we worry about won't matter we'll both get the present we've wanted for so long i want to fly away with you and not have to worry about what i leave behind just you cradle me and take care of me like there's no other i want to know what the stars hold for us i want to know why they're making it so hard but maybe if we fly away, just for a little bit, everything will fall into place. 001225 ... kx21 Life is a Concerto of SHITs and STARs, where Success in Life is a beautiful melody from SHIT to STAR and Failure in Life is a bitter tune from STAR to SHIT... Extracted from The_Theory_of_Everything, 060201 Copyright 2001. kx21.com 010207 ... Morelen Myself, and my friend Taylor, figured out what stars sounds like.....stars are that noise little toy pianos make when they hit the high notes in emo songs.....I can't really explain...it's just something you have to hear.... 010208 ... kx21 It is easier to create or generate shit(s) from STARs and it is more difficult to create or generate star(s) from SHITs... 010208 ... lizard do i dare trust you with my hopes - my very self? 010217 ... Laura every bright memory is a star, my heart the catcher, all my thoughts once glowing are now dull next to yours 010317 ... sapphire_ are rarely seen novas of the night and mysteries behind shrouded veils of enigma and chaos stars. emblems of hope and symbols of souls great balls of flame that sing ancient melodies. stars. what i look up to when i think of you. 010419 ... imitator gazing up at countless stars in a dark night sky makes me long for that elusive more; stars call to something in my soul, gifting joy, imparting wonder, showing me more of their maker and oh how I long for that 010420 ... silentbob she thinks she missed the train to mars shes out back counting stars -hum- 010421 ... Casey As I sit on the brown dead grass on top of the hill I sit and stare at the stars. I point out to myself the different constlations taught to me by my 6th grade teacher who always fell asleep. So as I lie on my back and gaze, I wish. I wish that I could be on any one of those stars, just as long as I didn't have to be here. Then I turn and see her walk up my dead hill. With a smile in her eye and barets in her hair she can only sit beside me and pet my ruffled brown hair. 010421 ... fardreams once i took a picture of the stars and photo copied it and taped one above my bed. im not the kind of person for conryness but i gave the other copy to my friend and told her to tape it above her bed and that when ever she felt lonly or sad at night she could look at it and know that i was actually looking at it for real, unlike they do in the movies. i hope ot worked 010427 ... Lucien Wow..... 010428 ... fardreams ???how so??? 010429 ... Shugarhi The stars crumble and fall upon me... Their breathing is faltering as they die... 010521 ... alkalinepixie look up at the stars tonite, guess which one i wished upon. 010522 ... sweetheart of the song tra bong His heart beat faster and faster as Daisy's white face came up to his own. He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete. F. Scott Fitzgerald. 010523 ... forever I watch them and let the tears roll down my face. That bright one that is there. that one that always seems a little brighter. That is my grandmother and grandfather telling me that everythign will be fine and telling me not to worry and to put all my pain on them 010613 ... birdmad i cannot always see very many through all of this haze and light pollution but sometimes the madness overtakes me and i can hear their radio-static hymn inside my head. cacophony days like this. these dreams. waiting for the night. 010613 ... cali j Beautiful...Wonderment. When its late and the noise has subsided she gazes at them like a child. Someday I'll buy a trip to the moon. 010613 ... kx21 The Mother of Shit(s)... 010613 ... kx21 Something good... 010718 ... Joanne At 2 a.m. We lay outside under the stars, under the sky, under the flagpole, over the cold, wet grass. 010828 ... Weapon X I love the stars. Without them, I don't think I could survive. I was shown a long time ago by someone very dear to me that the stars represent hope, because as long as there was a star in the sky, then there's a chance that someone out there is looking at the same star and thinking of you. It's that chance that represents the hope...the hope I have to love and the hope I have for all of us to find happiness somewhere. Whether it be in the satisfaction of life's work, in love, or in reading the ramblings of some insane kid in front of his computer, happiness is ever so attainable. Hmmm, what do you know? I think I wrote something that's actually positive. That's new. 010910 ... starsinmyeyes there's stars in my eyes can you see them too? i wonder why i have always to see these sparkles that make me so sad and so happy and so completely alone do you have stars so you cant see the real world anymore, just those stardusty dreams... 010914 ... starchild my haven a dusting of heaven on a palette of black wonder intrigue ancient myths and mariners my sanctuary 011003 ... ilovepatsajak there are so many beautiful things on this page, i'm not even going to try. 011004 ... girl_jane spinning circles until we had the stars pulled from their strings in the sky and wrapped around our bodies. 020207 ... jackie "octopus" mc cracken shuriken throwing secretaries stabbed me in my left ass cheek i sent them skydiving (this being some time after the strange figure who looked rather like a cat turned them into rabbits...said that now, more than ever they were not my fathers oldsmobile) 020207 ... blown cherry They are the only thing of any true beauty. True beauty that we stupid humans cannot taint, only cover up with our spotlights and flashing neon signs. They save me when there is no where else left to turn, which is all too often I fear. 020208 ... adelaide i looked out the window and noticed that the bright, warm rays of the summer sun had long since shed their light on my backyard. the flickering of the last lightening bugs... the ones daring enough to venture out into the black night air after the sun had set... they were beckoning me. I was barefoot, but that didnt matter, becuase summer was a time when there was no need for shoes... when sweating was inevitable... and when the faint tune of the ice cream truck could be heard around the block each night... though it always seemed to be at supper time. i headed outside. the cool summer breeze blowing far off scents of ocean to my nostrils made everything seem perfect. turning my attention upward, my eyes met with the glittering of thousands of stars that illuminated the sky creating a scerene, silent lullaby. my gaze fixated on the brightest star i could see... surely a star so bright would hold the powers to make any wish come true... but that was typical, wasn't it? everyone wishes on the brightest star... perhaps it is worn out like a tired pair of socks worn so thin that one shouldn't even bother taking up drawer space with their feeble, woven threads. my eyes moved a little to the left... they moved to a quaint little star... which was not really quaint at all. its greatness was simply diminished by that of the glorious star it was forced to lie next to for eternity. it was on my not-so-quaint little star that i poured my heart and soul out to each night. i would express my longings, make my wishes, share my thoughts and dreams. my star was like prayer, though i didnt really realize it at the time. it just gave me a place in the universe that was all mine... an imaginary world in which all my wishes came true... a world of flowers without pollen, butterflies that didnt die, bumblebees without stingers, breathing without air... sometimes, when i reach a tough spot... when i feel like i cant go on anymore... when i think that life has inevitably changed for the worse, i look up at my star and my perfect world comes joyously tumbling back at me. oh how i love those summer nights. 020311 ... reenz stars are lost souls..... 020311 ... 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