Back Againbetween college
friends,work,parties and lovers
ive been too busy.
but im starting this up again
so if you want to be part of it just ask
<3 chris
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The Lost and Forgotten by..Her eyes they now lay Forgetting the long lost day Her decisive intellect in defeat Whence her mind did fray Of which never will I greetThe Lost and Forgotten by..
My love elaborate in my mind Is not enough for her I now find Will her soul appear before her again Or has she forsaken her heedless rind My frivolous efforts now in vain
No specialist nor physician can give cure For now all left to do is endure Everyone has a diminished gaze Looking at the life we cannot keep pure In essence, for we drag around a haze
Forgotten thoughts now come to me Of life
by ~artshowcase
what am I by piscesbaby0314I am empty but fullwhat am I by piscesbaby0314
I know your secrets and dreams
I know your thoughts like the back of my hand
I know your pain and your sorrow
I am your best friend through it all
I know your handwritting, or should I call it scrawl?
I can sense what you are feeling
I know the you no one else sees
I know everything about you in me
I know I love you
by ~artshowcase
Imagination by piscesbaby0314Your soul watches quietlyImagination by piscesbaby0314
imagination
sets it wild and free
by ~artshowcase
The Execution by piscesbaby03Hired as an executioner, Boltan readies his sword for the days activities. Boltan looked at his gleaming sword as he sharpened the devastating blade. He found himself reminiscing about the day he bought Alfadah, as he named it. He had just sold almost everything his name had, and had no intention of using his money to buy anything.The Execution by piscesbaby03
He was strolling along past the peddlers. He had to push his way through the bustling crowd that had gathered trying to pawn their worthless objects unto him. Out of the corner of his striking blue eyes, he saw her, a gypsy. She had been trying to lure some poor soul in
by ~artshowcase
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boys.by ~corpsegrinderx
AbuseI had to turn the volume right up so I could hear him, whether it be because my pc simply had a bad connection, or that he spoke in whispers; he always sounded cautious, as though frightened that someone would hear. We were happily chatting when he all of a sudden fell silent, and I could hear a door thrown open from his end of the line. Another figure moved in front of the camera, a man whose face I couldn’t see but whom I guessed could only be the boy’s father, and I let out a stifled gasp as the man harshly grabbed hold of the boy’s collar, pulling him to his feet with a force that knocked his chair to the floor. I winAbuse
by ~PensAndNeedles
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- Current Residence: the boro
- Interests: art, running, friends
- Favourite movie: Rent, Camp
- Favourite band or musician: Photon band, AFI, Panic! At the Disco etc.
- Favourite genre of music: emo/death metal/opera/screamo
- Favourite artist: all you people ;)
- Favourite poet or writer: :devimaginaryending: her!
- Favourite photographer: Elliot Erwitt
- Favourite style of art: traditional
- Operating System: windows
- Favourite game: HALO
- Favourite gaming platform: Ps2
- Favourite cartoon character: Droopy Dog
- Personal Quote: "live each day as your last..."
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For in all adversity of fortune the worst sort of misery is to have been happy.
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