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StuckI can't wait for halloween.
I have new things up.
My writing style has changed a lot.
I like it though.
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Half past eclipse, the moon swims in black astral muck, bloodied by a red tide-dripping deepest scarlet, like the innards of berries drenching summer hungry chins- animalistic, hung in the concordant night where it conducts its infinite calamities on the concerns and guilty accusations of people well below to the stellar masses. Humble yet incandescent- over the long tender yellow rows of Mississippi corn, the outcropping of plaster and stone that is this city arched along the expanse of a plain strung in a tight film of rainwater and silent humility- Southern honor and pride burned into the very ground
by ~VanillaBloodBurst
sunrise at midnight“Its odd, that to me you still seem like the sun” I say, inclining into the flat lambency of my surrounding and the ductile bolster of the seat; I reel in my left leg fluently and suantly, wrapping my hands about it.sunrise at midnight
“And it’s true too-that you share in this, brilliancy, this luster, this-splendor that the sun has. And I remember the first time I told you that, I said every time I saw you was like the sun rising” a sort of bliss intent and held in early rain storm mornings, almost meretricious but also placid and reticent.
“So I find it benefits you, but also I see that the
by ~VanillaBloodBurst
inside, outsideIf you stay out in the cold darling, you'll catch hell. A place where there's a tide of black sky, electric street light noise, cool breezes. The trees twining upward, gnarled and overlapping, extending to the crossword of glinting stellar mass. Voices travel around metal skeletons, going long distance through plastic rib cages of behemoths dead before they were born still borns voices like souls from deserted bodies. You hide away, bury your pretty little face in exit route arms, choking. I, a receptor, because my physical nerves no longer work, wasted equipment, take in all you say. You're ashinside, outside
by ~VanillaBloodBurst
bitter tideThe door shivers in its place when I slam it. I listen to the wood moan and the brass lock shudder until it comes still again. But the anger does not slowly drain out, like the movement of the door, it trickles down my arms and seeps into the nerves and muscles, soaking it up like a sinewy sponge. Tangling inside the many criss-crossing tubes and arteries within me, it begins to collect. Filling the spaces in my spinal chord and wrapping circles around my bones, the anger sits and i move on but it is always there, always waiting, to burn and to surge through my bloodstream once more. I am always angry. Even in the palest calm, in the tamest wbitter tide
by ~VanillaBloodBurst
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- Interests: art, writing, cinema, music, life
- Favourite movie: Lord of war, reservior dogs, The weather man, 28 days later, sin city, donnie darko, boondock saints
- Favourite band or musician: the white stripes <33
- Favourite genre of music: i like all music as long as its good
- Favourite artist: John William Waterhouse, Coey Kuhn, Jordan Santo, Subeo, Homoshiroi, Doven,John Bauer
- Favourite poet or writer: Frank Miller,Anthony Swofford, Chuck Palahniuk,Bret Esten Ellis, Snapperz
- Favourite photographer: Biometric, fixmeknow
- Favourite style of art: as long as its appealing style doesnt matter
- Operating System: windows, sadly
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Favourite game: Fable,Zelda, Ico, Crash Bandicoot, Mario, old nintendo games, SILENT HILL!!!
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2, nintendo
- Favourite cartoon character: Buttercup, blossom and bubbles
- Personal Quote: It takes time, the goal of this game isnt to get out alive,but you have so much to look forward to
- Tools of the Trade: pencils, paper, OC
- Email: starwanderer13@yahoo.com
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