zer0the bane of my exsistance.
and the love of my life.
they are the same thing.
~shewantsrevengex
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lets seethe alarm went off at seven ten.the room was freezing.the basement was always this cold.but she had lived in it for years,it wasnt unwelcome.it was an assurance almost.as much as she hated knowing exactly what would happen next at any point in her life,or day,the cold cellar air in the morning was a familiar feature,a Dependant factor.she had a small pile of books on the endtable.loose drawing pencils beside the sketchbook,pages of unfinished homework.she prepared to try,but made no attempt.that way shed feel like she had at least DONE something,though it was never the case.she took notes.notes on her brain,her life,her dreams.more notes thanlets see
by ~shewantsrevengex
cryptici may ,in actuality, posess the worldly knowledge and maturity he describes. i believe so. however,ill be the first to openly admit, when it comes to love,i am quite nieve.cryptic
evrey chance that arises,he refers to me as a woman. i dont know if it is to remind me of the fact or to assure himself
and as the tides of fate roll back out i now see myself standing in the shoes pitted in the crossroads where and old friend,an old mistake,once was. irony.
this time im not scared. im not afraid of what was or what ive become.
each d
by ~shewantsrevengex
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An Internet Love AffairI've been sat infront of a screen,An Internet Love Affair
Punching a button,
It helps,
At least that's what it seems,
A thousand friends i've never met,
Conversation everyday,
I'm getting to know you,
But you might not be who you say you are. Letters, words, numbers,
Inbetween a plastic invention, To portray emotions, opinions,
Stories that could mean anything, And i'm force fed, Choking on words and phrases, That could mean anything, But your picture... If it's your picture at all, Had me gasping on the edge of my seat, Wanting to get t
by ~Broadcraig
Chest Out, Gun In PocketWe've got a castrating,Chest Out, Gun In Pocket
Confusing,
Armour plated,
Suit and tie,
With trousers to die for
We've got a briefcase, With subtle notes,
Business plans and
Pennies
Because you think they're lucky
We've got a shoelace, Untied and
Untouched, Just the way we like, To see our girls...
As they walk into the light,
With a gun in hand,
Cleaner than a laundrette,
Brighter than the stars at night,
Do they pass the interview?
Do they get the job?
[Yeah...right...]
by ~Broadcraig
SufferingdeviantID
Devious Info
- Current Residence: massachucetts
- Interests: time.fate.human nature.music.movies.art.love.violence.addiction.past lives.
- Favourite movie: natural born killers.i heart huckabees
- Favourite band or musician: the cardigans
- Favourite genre of music: evreything.including country.
- Favourite artist: escher.
- Favourite poet or writer: chuck palahaniuck.eeCummings.
- Favourite style of art: modern,romantic,interpretive
- Skin of choice: yours.i wanna be all over you like a rash.thats right.like a FUCKING rash.
- Favourite game: silent hill,DDRMAX2 7th mix,pokemon daimond,super princess peach,tetris,mrs.pac man,habbo hotel
- Favourite gaming platform: playstation
- Favourite cartoon character: dokuro-chan
- Personal Quote: my intentions are good.my methods are not
- Tools of the Trade: blood and semen.blended with sweat and tears.you know,whatever i can get my hands on really
- Email: shewantsrevenge_x@yahoo.com
- AIM: dividedbyo0shiii
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