I want...
LazyI'm writing a book.
because I hate people.
And it will be absolutely glorious.
And I've been writing because...
well I just hate people.
Not all people. Just certain people.
And I'm snowed in and really bored!
Someone come and save me!
kthxbye! <3
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Inertia: another dead end.He thinks he knows when it began. The first time he forgets to eat his gourmet lunch because he was too busy. The first time he realizes that he hates sleeping on his thousand-thread Egyptian cotton sheets. The first time he wants to tear his silky Italian-imported dress shirts off in a meeting. He wants to watch their faces – his astonished board of directors, his scandalized prim and proper sisters – and shout: This is me! I am not someone to be coddled. I have lived. I have suffered. I have killed. Who are you to patronize me?Inertia: another dead end.
But he doesn’t. Because he is a good person – a wholesome, moral, compassionate p
by ~GreenMascara
Derelict TaxonomiesDerelict taxonomies things extinct of fading folding up with orders find a kin in meDerelict Taxonomies
(Slumping into dust they shuffle their mistakes signing with their sighs the odds of sorrow lost
cryptic in my shade I'm early-dressed to mourn I've new regrets to forge and distance to afford
I step fast to conceive
the sins they've never seen for pains they've never named I learn to feel the sting
as novel as I stray inventive in my vice my blood is aged to rust archaic in its strain
and obsolete is fait
by ~GreenMascara
TimepieceI keep better time than your faith suggests but not by much, and not because I'm yours. I've marked your steps for years: the slant behind your eyes and part with mine. I know you've built your end form valorous dissent, each deed you add will make a sum of fate not foreseen, but fashioned from your fire. This force affords a hope above all tears, one taller than the darkest veil: your heart. The stop will come the day you drink the curse for him. You've set my hand to you-- a false alarm of blood outspent. The case is sped by all you inspTimepiece
by ~GreenMascara
WonderlandI heard you fell into a rabbit hole covered yourself up in snow baby, tell me where you'd go for days and days? Did they make you stay up all night? Did they paint your face that pasty white? You're thirsty but your apatite has been chased away. The sun turns us to stone it's a cloudy day, but we still can't go up and out that cellar door till we see the moon, we're invisible. No one takes the garbage out. The neighborhood kid gets dared to touch the door. He runs back only to announce there's no one home. So we paint the foul with the flame. SmearWonderland
by ~GreenMascara
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Like You Saidverse 1 needless to say, its not what i had in mind i'll go my own way and pretend that it feels right feeling your breath in my ear still close and warm holding my tongue holding out for too damn longLike You Said
verse 2 fooling myself into finding fault with you cause i have had my fill of this sobering truth that nothing worth while ever lasted all that long stolen away like the stars shot down by dawn
chorus so i will deny you were anything to me and i will deny i can't find my way to sleep
verse 3 needless to say, its not what i had i
by ~onesmallinstrument
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- Current Residence: Apartment
- Interests: Art, music
- Favourite movie: Battle Royale
- Favourite band or musician: Tool, Flogging Molly, CircaSurvive, Cursive, Pink Floyd, U2. This is a potentially never ending list
- Skin of choice: I've always wanted to be green...
- Favourite game: Omaha
- Favourite cartoon character: Jack Skellington's dog
- Personal Quote: "Its not stupid; its advanced."
- Tools of the Trade: Graphite and ink
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- Email: titaniummascara@yahoo.com
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If you're gonna scream, scream with me!
I especially like Sale of a Soul.
Beautifully written, and it kind of reminded me of someone I used to know.
Happy writing!
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No matter what you've lost, be it a home, a love, a friend,
Be like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again
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