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breath, more than sex, more than life. I need to hurt, I need to become feral with it, I need to feel that constricting
ache within my chest. And, oh lover, you give me all that and more. I'm clawing at myself on the floor,
it gives me sustenance, it floods my conscience, it frees me from this paralysis.
Some bizarre form of magic. Cause any hour I'm not thinking of you, I might as well be com
by ~ADamnableLiability
Death, Regardless.Something was amiss there. But nobody could tell, where the the railing had ended, and where she had fell. Then he came into the scene. Lungs burning, limbs so sluggish, Sobbing a keening prayer. Still she dropped too fast. He stretched his arms out to her in vain He thought he could catch her... He couldn't.Death, Regardless.
The time was precise. But it was ten minutes ahead, and she was ten minutes behind, had ten more steps left to tread. A shortcut so fortuitous she had found, running across that seemingly deserted road. But you couldn't see her until she had
by ~ADamnableLiability
Standing By...I wondered often. What to do with the free time. Used to be for you.Standing By...
Once again alone here. No one at the other end. I drag my own noose.
For months you confide. A problem becomes resolved.
I expected this.
Past not forgotten. Bitterness again renewed. History repeats.
You have gone silent. I'm not needed anymore. My friendly deed done.
You did not notice. You disconnected with joy. I crumbled inside.
We never did learn. Damn me, I'll always miss you. Always loosing you.
by ~ADamnableLiability
Elune's Rogue The sun was just grazing the extensive canopy of the trees. Although twilight was upon the ‘Vale, beneath the leaves and branches had awoken a whole new cacophony of life. But among the creatures stood one who was apart, silent. She crouched, unmoving, save for the vivid green eyes above the blood-red bandana covering the rest of her face. They scanned her surroundings, slow and unhurried, back and forth across her plane of vision. Then, they snapped to a spot about fifty paces to her left. One eyebrow lifted ever so slightly as the woman stood. Alana’s eyes glinted with predatorElune's Rogue
by ~ADamnableLiability
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- Current Residence: I dwell under desks and in corners.
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: I...don't...know. ARGH, all these CHOICES!
- Print preference: Pearl
- Interests: Music, photography, painting, drawing, friends, my night elf, HeWhoMustNotBeNamed, and Gerard Way :D
- Favourite movie: Sleepy Hollow
- Favourite band or musician: My Chemical Romance
- Favourite genre of music: I tend to stick with alternative rock, indie, and "proper" emo.
- Favourite artist: I like art too much.
- Favourite poet or writer: I read too much.
- Favourite photographer: I like photography too much.
- Favourite style of art: I have an open-mind, friends.
- Operating System: .....My circulatory system? Or maybe my lymphatic or nervous system, I can NEVER decide.
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod Classic, the Audrey Hepburn of the Apple Industry.
- Shell of choice: What do you say, baby? My Millipeed Lambis, or yours?
- Wallpaper of choice: My demeanor would call for some blood-spotted-upon-black monstrosity. In reality? I don't care.
- Skin of choice: hmm...I wouldn't mind changing into animals once in a while.
- Favourite game: World of Warcraft
- Favourite gaming platform: There isn't and will NEVER be any better platform than PS2. Up Yours, Wii Games and Xbox 360!
- Favourite cartoon character: The lovable, devious creations of Film Cow. And Daria of course.
- Personal Quote: "Don't I look like a little burgeoning prostitute then?" (Gym Class, 2008)
- Tools of the Trade: A camera, some pencils, acrylic paint, paper, and a darkroom: A wild, kinky evening ;)
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"You are responsible for the consequences of your convictions."
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The praise is well-deserved, after all.
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Still great work though.
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