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- Deviant since Nov 28, 2006, 1:49 PM
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Do You RememberI sat cynical yet sensitiveDo You Remember
as he relieved my self-effacement.
Contentious chops and fruitless fingers were working
harder than my heart had hoped.
Our one sweet night of futile fornication,
never seemed so abhorrent or altering- but I’ve become
his calloused combatant.
in General Non-Fiction on 5/12/08
He Said it Made Him HappyPeople with bipolar shouldn’t drink caffeine. People who are married shouldn’t sleep with the help.He Said it Made Him Happy
Harsh words hang in the air
over my cream and sugar alchemy,
terminating family ties
earlier than they’re reset in motion. Conversation of chords lie,
lack luster, next to the napkins Fabrication creates the common interests
I had always wanted,
in an infantile state.
I wouldn’t know if his eyes still look like mine Failure’s not flattering-
but I didn’t make the grade
when I tried to gras
in General Non-Fiction on 5/5/08
Freshman Year Was a LittleMicrowaves moderately heat coffee cupsFreshman Year Was a Little
for him to bring me.
Real raconteurs would be shamefaced
about our futile small talk.
Militant metal heads would scowl
at how pseudo hardcore we were-
with our Slayer shaking the house.
Lacquered lips hesitantly accepted
the taste of a lacking lush.
Muscles constricted
as fingers frolicked over sinful skin.
Lonely legs grazed mine for the first time.
Nervous systems grew tired from shouting my firm refusal.
Something isn’t right here.
in General Non-Fiction on 4/25/08
Mania is a Pain in the Ass,I shift from Pollyanna mentality to paranoid misanthropy at a rapid rate.Mania is a Pain in the Ass,
Fascination for electromagnetism is overcome- by the microwave’s passion to poison me.
‘It’s too late for me.’
I tell you that the cancer cells are multiplying faster
than my words are losing texture and my head is gaining weight.
They are no longer benign and bowled over by my brilliance
and my alliteration is numbing their nerves.
in General Non-Fiction on 4/20/08
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- Current Age: seventeen
- Current Residence: D-town
- Favourite band or musician: Journey
- Favourite genre of music: 80s Hair Metal
- Favourite poet or writer: Chuck Klosterman
- Favourite cartoon character: The Joker, but calling him cartoon is really lame.
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Devious Comments
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<caveatLECTOR>and jon beat me to uranus LOLOLOL
<concrete-surfer> your mom depreciates in value as she's traded
<intangebility> o man. pink is singing sweet dreams on tv atm, and madeline says "string trees are made of peas?"
Kurt Cobain dropped out of high school and became the janitor.
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...and the rest is rust and stardust.
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We reach for the stars, do they, the stars, reach for the earth?
"There is no secret handshake, there's an IQ prerequisite"
kudos to anyone who can guess what that quote is from.
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"I'm not used to being liked,
Being hated, however, is quite familiar."
The only thing I'll ever ask of you: you've gotta promise not to stop when I say when.
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We reach for the stars, do they, the stars, reach for the earth?
"There is no secret handshake, there's an IQ prerequisite"
kudos to anyone who can guess what that quote is from.
(n____n)v.
Im LAMASSU.
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ommfg im back
So whats you'r name?
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ommfg im back
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