rainer - 3Damn, it's good to be out of that hole. I'll be smelling that putrid stench for a week. Gotta go find Bonze. Just hope his place smells a touch fresher.rainer - 3
I head down the street, towards 3rd. The next block over is ritzy. Tall buildings surrounding a high class restaurant.
It always amazes me. One side of the street you got a ghetto, like Tenner's place, the other you got all the rich folk. This damn city is just so tightly packed. Everything is everywhere.
The restaurant draws my attention. Reminds me I need some money, and those people got it. S
read me dot txtplease don't ignore me just because i'm not a half naked woman because i'm not as easy to digest as a three dimensional imageread me dot txt
view me evaluate me grade me rank me
love me
give me a reason for having been written
my own faultstranded on an island of solitude (population: me) surrounded by the sea of tears i criedmy own fault
(my own fault: i put myself here)
i've written letters of distress the ink my blood the parchment my flesh
i bottled those emotions tossed them into my sea apparently they've never been recovered no one's come looking for me
but now it's too late: i've taken to eating away at myself and there's nothing left of me and so i'm dying of starvation (for attention) withering away like a sunflower with no sun
it wa
1000 words - seblonlemonade cold winters the dead squirrel i found in the tall grass dad's funeral1000 words - seblon
lying in the field on a hot day the warmth of the sun like your touch on my cheek wandering through the forest
carefree
falling asleep in your lap to the rhythm of your soft voice and the creaking boards beneath us
the day i left
these memories: they flood my mind like the tears down my face as i try to speak for you
but the memories will fade again like your ashes in the wind
The Memory WithinIn a memory that is falling to ashes and dustThe Memory Within
Do you know what is gone and forgotten?
In a life that has faded from love and despair
Can you tell what is real from your memories?
In a memory wiped out in hurt and anger
Do you still glimpse beauty within a lifetime so bitter?
In a life once filled with dreams, want and hope
Can you bear disappointments; will you still cope?
And as the shadows creep through your mind
And as what was bright now slowly dims
In this life which has faded into clouded dreams
Will you feel as though it was worth the effort to l
Detonation
Devious Journal Entry
allo?
it's been awhile. Hope all has been well, Andrew. Catch up with you soon? *crosses fingers*
Take care
--
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
--
The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
*hug*
*hug*
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