

before the battlePast the threashold laughter echos Calling, calling, cackling peals of crows Heralding foes aproching Raise defenses, prepare the walls Confident Soldiers pour through halls Roars, danger calls. All encroaching.before the battle


rebelious dreamsIn the depth of my darkest dreams Now not all is as it seems Tearing at the seams of time/space Pebbles fall out of the wood work Maniquins simple mock up cork Baby in the stork bill's big case.rebelious dreams


Rhetorical QuestionsI wonder if I convey Everything I try The emotions and idiocyncracies I can sense in my mind Does it come out? Am I milking the ink from this device effectively? Will I ever know? If I work on it will others suffer? How much paoin can I inflict on a character? On my self? It's the personalities that get me I know; I should get one before I write them Practice makes perfect I should be fucking HemmingwayRhetorical Questions
Sangre

Coffee Shop Vignette 1Mr FrenchCoffee Shop Vignette 1
Brooding grey eyes stared out the window. Perhaps his feelings had been hurt, and thats why he sat quietly, like a sullen child that wont speak and refuses to take open notice of the world around them. His face was strangely elastic, and would sometime take on alien appearances, due to a few mannerisms he had. For instance, while thinking about some weighty matter, he nearly always made faces; sucking in his cheeks one moment and then blowing them out like twin balloons in the next, all the while rolling his eyes and drumming his fingers on the counter. Then
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- You know what I dont go to your job & knock the d!cks out of your mouth.
- I'm the normal one and everyone else is crazy. Thank you, next question -Kathy Griffin.
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This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
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-If you're going to have two faces, at least make one of them pretty
-Hey, hey, hey. Come on. I know what guilt is. Its one of those touchy-feely words that people throw around that dont really mean anything You know, like maternal or addiction.
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-If you're going to have two faces, at least make one of them pretty
-Hey, hey, hey. Come on. I know what guilt is. Its one of those touchy-feely words that people throw around that dont really mean anything You know, like maternal or addiction.
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I don't think I could ever settle down though, there are so many cultures that I love; I would be half in and half out of any world I tried to live in.
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Elokuva- ja peliarvosteluita sekä muuta pop-roskaa
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