Absinthe With Faust

emilyalessandra @ 2008-06-01T22:22:00

2008-06-02T02:24:15Z

This weekend was a blast. Went to Lava Friday night & absolutely loved DaveMacc's set. Mikey also played, but his mixing wasn't on. His tracks made the dance floor hop, though, and that's always good. That was a great time. Saturday was a party at Mezzanote. Matt & Chris spun along with DaveMacc, definitely a great time. I start my summer class tomorrow. I've been working a lot lately, too. Everything is really good basically. I have things to write about, but I can't now. Matt's here.

emilyalessandra @ 2006-12-06T16:33:00

2006-12-06T21:33:56Z

We're all the same in the end.
We're all dead.

emilyalessandra @ 2006-07-24T14:12:00

2006-07-24T18:15:02Z

Fuck you.

COMMENT TO BE ADDED!

emilyalessandra @ 2006-07-23T00:49:00

2006-07-23T04:52:00Z

They wanted to speak, but could not; tears stood in their eyes.
They were both pale and thin; but those sick pale faces were
bright with the dawn of a new future, of a full resurrection into a
new life. They were renewed by love; the heart of each held infinite
sources of life for the heart of the other.

story

2006-04-03T17:36:04Z

You, society, just don’t seem to understand. You are ignorant. You are uncultured and uncouth. You are witless and bird-brained. I am generalizing, of course; and I suppose you saw us as futile, but that’s not how we were at all.
I was the main accomplice, and somewhat positioned myself as Christopher’s apprentice in this murderous business wherein we entertain ourselves. I know that the real reason Chris kept me around was because of my extreme fidelity. I devoted myself to our work, and I would never tell a soul of our plans. Christopher and I were not any type of the derivative, stereotypical butchers; we weren’t dirty, jealous, nor vengeful people.
If you’d ever met Christopher in person you would see that his demeanors was quite charming. His charisma was overwhelming he could attract any type of person by his versatile techniques. Towards the public, he was very benevolent. This ebullient personality, however, was solely a façade; masking his inner self. It’s not as if he killed to hurt; he was trying to help society. His magical clairvoyant ability helped him to discern a person’s thoughts, feelings, and personalities before he met them. He could foretell how a situation would play out; which put him at quite an advantage in our business. In the end, it all makes sense.
Not only was Chris discriminate against people no wits who looked ignorant, but even more so towards those who looked intelligent, but were total idiots. He could always tell, ever when a person looked completely ignorant, whether their mind was soaring. Chris was tremendously intolerant of ignorance, in any which, way, shape, and form. Luckily, he said I was okay.
We peered over towards the Bucklin couple as they walked down the street. Mr. Bucklin was brandishing his hand wildly for a taxicab, while Mrs. Johanna Bucklin stood behind him, appearing quite distressed. Her smooth olive complexion was glistening in the sunlight. Her lengthy dark hair was pulled up in tight curls, covered slightly by a white flowered hat with lace trim, which matched her long flowing knee length dress perfectly.