NaNoWriMoI encourage you to do the same.
Wish me luck.
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Poacher In this dream of his he was searching for something; whatever it was he wanted to find it and destroy it. His feet were scrambling desperately as he sprinted towards it at full speed. He was running as fast as he could, but no matter how fast he was going it was always just a little bit too far ahead of him. He was armed with a gun and wearing a wide brimmed, round, straw, helmet-like hat. It was sweltering and the tall eucalyptus trees loomed all around. As he rounded the corner he caught a glimpse of what exactly he was pursuing. It was a koalaPoacher
by ~livechickens
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Rose of DeathAs death and decay Surround us to this day Embrace the burning embers That make us remember Death is a blossoming flower That lives on forever Deep in the hearts of men We search for our inevitable endRose of Death
Bring yourself to the edge of death To see the blood flow Let slip your last breath And let it bloom like a rose Existance is futile Without suffering and pain The land of death is fertile With your everlasting shame
Petals fall against alabaster sin Is it too much to let death in Let the hand of necrosis Bloom the ros
by *Embrace-the-Flames
You bitchThis is not a family This is not a home This is pure insanity A place where evil roamsYou bitch
Give a hand for love And take one for respect But don't you dare say that it's righteous The way you're putting up this act
Your breath a putrid fume Echoes the rotten heart inside Creating pure hate and solid fury All to save your ego's hide
You seek out the weakness Of the weakest in the chain One you know would give it all Go through misery and pain
Enough is never enough As the growling stomach taught her Yet she laughs
by ~NemPhi
Sinnerby ~northerain
Devious Info
- Current Residence: here
- Interests: boring things
- Favourite movie: I like Wes Anderson and The Cohen brothers
- Favourite band or musician: a sampling: Lemon Demon, Lima Research Society, Math The Band, Uncle Monsterface +so many more
- Favourite genre of music: indie!
- Favourite artist: Emmy Cicierega
- Favourite poet or writer: Emily Dickenson(poet) Chuck Palahnuik(author)
- Favourite photographer: Hougaard Malan
- Favourite style of art: music
- MP3 player of choice: mine
- Shell of choice: the shell station, who doesn't love gasoline
- Skin of choice: racist question
- Favourite game: scrabble
- Favourite gaming platform: SNES
- Tools of the Trade: chapstick and diet coke
- Email: ask me
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Happy please! (:
haha. Being another potato lady sarah myself, we seem to get along on this here internet.
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even the planet spins with a tilt. Everybody is built like a quilt. I am lopsided, and so are you. Nothing worth loving isn't askew.
"Nothing Worth Loving" Lemon Demon
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Happy please! (:
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even the planet spins with a tilt. Everybody is built like a quilt. I am lopsided, and so are you. Nothing worth loving isn't askew.
"Nothing Worth Loving" Lemon Demon
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Happy please! (:
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Pretending that we live does not make us alive...
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I'm too young to be taken seriously, but I'm too old to believe all this hypocrisy. - Pink
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'Gay' Isn't A Synonym For 'Shitty'
P.s. Btw, I LOVEd your personal quote. lol
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'Gay' Isn't A Synonym For 'Shitty'
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Think of me like this
A social bird,
With a beak for Murder.
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