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i can't help but feel as if something is about to go wrong.
i'm not one for superstition, black cats do not make me shake and i don't obsess over the ground my feet walk on. but there's something so terribly wrong with the sudden arrival of the amount of raccoons crawling from the sewer and stalking my yard. sitting on the steps under my carport tonight, there were too many of the creepy-crawlies coating the siding of the house, the tires on my parents' car, caught in the spiderwebs.
i probably watched the same skinny slug traversing the siding, unsure of where to settle or if the path it was taking would even provide a place to go. watch the slug, watch the pathetic beetle on the concrete struggle on it's back, turn back to the slug. to my right another beetle trying in vain to escape a fresh spider web. roaches crawling the bushes, up the drive way, over the car tires, headlights, grill, hood.
my stomach tightened. pitched. rolled.
it's a fucking infestation.
apocalypse, 5.0
storm's
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she's a jar
southern weather is a peculiar thing. december brought warmer weather than november. the very end of the year curled up and froze to death, its feeble hand still clutching my wrist. january came and i finally peeled away those fingers stiff with rigor mortis. the past half year was filled with false hope and unreliable plans.
reality seems to have balled up in my throat as i choke back weak moments that accompany the realization that it is no longer a sure thing that i won't be completely alone in ten years, or even a year from now. a few months ago i could freely cling and actually be clung to in return. i no longer have the comfort of someone for sure sticking around.
i guess i've already begun slipping back to that cold hard shell that cracked so long ago. sure, you can only go so long before that craving for something real, a genuine warm touch, begins gnawing under your skin. these things were so much easier when it was all i knew and i had no idea what it was like to be comfortab
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and she's biting her lip
It was probably close to two in the morning and I laid on my bed listening to the whir of the space heater and central unit, but I was still shivering. There are some chills you can just never rid yourself of, can you? I bit my nails and hated myself for it, but it doesn't really matter anyway. My eyes burned and I felt like I should be doing something, just anything, so I took to the streets. I thought about walking miles and ending up at your doorstep, but it was a waste time and breath and just all too cliche.
So instead I just walked around the block a few times. I ended up at a grade school for fifth and sixth graders. I sat in a swing, gripped the cold metal chains because my palms were clammy. I pushed my feet around in the gravel for a few hours, pushed my forehead against the freezing poles to calm my fever and went home.
I got inside and my nails were blue but I could feel my hands anyway. My shoes were beginning to get holes in them and I just thought, great, another passage
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girl with no face
I use to know a girl with no face. She wasn't born that way, though. Her face was filled with gems at one point. Her lips were pixie pink with flecks of pearl. Her eyes were rings of amber and centers of onyx - god, I envied those eyes. I used to close my plain old boring brown eyes and dream about having those odd eyes. Her skin was dark peach with little pieces of diamonds floating on top, barely visible. She would walk down the hallways, head bent in fear of the lights catching the beveled edges of her treasure chest face.
Once the greedy people caught wind of her million-dollar face they began to take and take and take. At nights they would sneak into her room with tiny pick axes and chip away at her face. First it was the glimmer of her skin that was missing, then her lips, and finally her amber and onyx eyes. I heard that each eyeball was pawned for something close to $6,530. But that's not the point.
In school she would bury her non-existant face in her palms and shudder and I t
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seven god damn years.
are you kidding me?



to this day...it fucking kills me when someone +favs my ridiculously old, super shitty beginner photoshop 'creations' (aka change the colors, throw on a texture, a few brushes, cliche text) and act like its something brilliant.
really?
really?
you're kidding me right?

what is wrong with some of you people?
i hate that things i'm actually partially proud of have almost no feedback, and the garbage i'm too lazy to delete from when i first started have atleast 5 +favs everytime i log on.

fml

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psychodoughbee Featured By Owner May 1, 2009
o, i wished. but i definitely can't find new ideas in this ocean of medical information my brain currently is. how stupid.
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psychodoughbee Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2008
missed you. truly.

/heart/
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XxRandomXBoredomxX Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2008
thanks for the favourite/collection :+fav: =]
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sandwedge Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2008  Professional Photographer
thanks for the fav on my mythbusters stamp
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islami Featured By Owner Mar 31, 2008
Cool Profil
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aglayan-agac Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2008
:hexentanz: :heart:
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Adanedhel-Noir Featured By Owner Aug 7, 2007
Is it ~parisinflame for Paris Hilton in flames? :D
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