| i said something in my heart doesn't seem right... he said it tastes just fine O_O |
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last spazzit all ended as expected and there we were all of us together as it all fell apart as i chose my own way as i denied the present if only to preservelast spazz
the beauty of my past but everything must die one day and i hate to admit that i fear the future thought i don't fear death and i hate the idea that we wish for hell out of love i just hope that time leads us
to where we belong and that your there with me in the end
by ~blakheartdeviant
third spazzhe hates himself but he can't explain why, and this is weird because he has a lot of reasons. after all he let the one he cared for slip away, and why? he remained silent on his greatest day, and he never claims what is owed to him. he looks for his life in the black of his eye lids... maybe he'll find a secret message. and there is a presence of hate about him that urges others to enforce their boundries.third spazz
there is a chill in his eyes that shake the ones caught in his emotionless gaze, and they never understand it because he claims to hate nothing. though, the darkness in his eyes would lead people to believe different. they don'
by ~blakheartdeviant
second spazzhe hates himself and can't explain why and he's learned to lie with his eyes and he's learned that silence is the best way to be ignored, but i guess it only works for him his lives a life of his choosing on the side but reality can only be bent to a point and time can only stop for a moment and his heart is sweet, and it's something he knows and theres a line to cross that he fears to breach and there's a way of living he hates to except but that is life, but he'd rather die he can't stand to be hated, but i'ts something he can't choose and he can't stand to hate becausesecond spazz
by ~blakheartdeviant
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Don't be alarmed by that burning smell, it's just my overtired brain struggling to write something coherent and poetic-sounding. Dusting off the cobwebs with fire, hoping against hope that this unseen barrier keeping the liquid words off my lips will fall and not come back. Feeling better already for the drops spilled so far, waiting for the dawn to bring the story I've always wanted to write, not trusting that the sun will break these clouds, or re-open these eyes.
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see yoos in twenty ten X)
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| i'm not stable now so u don't get tah know XP |
Devious Info
- Current Residence: DE
- Interests: Gaming in the late night, Art in the morning n money<> hurt so good
- Favourite genre of music: not too particular bout music, jus watevr's good
- Favourite artist: me
- Favourite poet or writer: Alyvanna, me, various others but not too many others
- Favourite style of art: anime, game art, paintings, digital, n good ol color pencil on good ol paper
- MP3 player of choice: never had one... oh yea that ipod shuffle that dissapeared somehow
- Favourite game: hard tah say i like so many
- Favourite gaming platform: whatevers on hand, i'll work wit it
- Favourite cartoon character: Red X, n many others but I don't knw them anymore
- Personal Quote: have dedication but be not a slave to ur desire
- Tools of the Trade: paint, pencils my hands n fingers ya know
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Me: Mikie, you raped me
Mikie: What? D: No I haven't
Me: Did, too!
Mikie: Nuh-uh! I haven't raped you yet! D:
Me:... o_o ...yet?
Mikie:
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"Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures." Henry Ward Beecher
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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