LoveDestructive

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I don't know how not to be angry. it's the safest thing to be when you don't know anything and when you feel a friend leaves you, deceives you and everyone tells you this is so I don't know so I get angry For a few moments, I do want to die because I've not felt this way in such a long time never the rage never the hatred outpouring I always feel that I must go on the offensive that words and silence aren't enough I want to squeeze that white white neck or break those wiry arms... But I am taught to be civilized now. To be patient and wait while my family cries outrage and my heart screams for blood so I can't talk. I c

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he is inspiring never have I heard of anyone who snatches the air from my lungs as he does who thrills me with the vivacity of creation like he can as I heard each breath, shaking with the intensity of his words rolling in his mouth as rocks do tumbling into my ears with all the grace and noise and energy of puppies I am swept away and still I take joy in them, these messy words clipped phrases cut and sown together like Joseph's coat of many colors there's beauty in it i am one of you I can hear his conviction rattling like a cough in his chest he sounds feverish and his fervor is a strength tongue lapping up the at

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slamming doors

Every time I hear them argue, a chill (just a shiver) runs down my spine. And every time I see anger in their eyes, suddenly I am a child again I prepare myself - just a little - for their voices, raw and strained, barraging my eardrums for the thud of objects thrown (although, sometimes they're only punches) cocooned in blankets, locked in my room I remember my father's impassive face, the rage in my mother's words the realization that my sister and I will grow up to become them Every time I hear them argue I am afraid.

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Vanin

You speak a language that I don't it is heavy and thick resounding from your chest words forming in your throat it has no rules, no governance but easily understood by those born as you were You speak a language that is harsh on the ears and soft on the lips, the syllables rough and coiling 'round your tongue you speak of ugliness and of suffering in a clipped and angry tone but... it's still so beautiful when you speak to me

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She wears a red hat. by LoveDestructive, literature

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She wears a red hat.

She wears a red hat, a small cap, the only piece of color in her grey world. A breeze snapped at her face, her bangs stirring. She kept her slightly curling black hair braided, over her shoulder where so that it couldn't trouble her. She sighed as her boots kicked and splashed in the puddle. The park was where the girl in the red hat always went when she felt that she was unable to cope; sometimes it was hard to live with her mother. The woman had grown steadily more resentful of the man who had left her - resentful of his new wife, his new child, his new happiness.... But the girl paid this no mind. She knew the man loved her still, in his

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Tell you

I'm afraid to tell you because I love you so much I don't want you to be disgusted even though it wasn't my fault that it happened so long ago I don't want to have to tell you to turn off your sense of humor, so biting, to spare my feelings- to tip-toe around the tender spots in my heart. I just wanted to be okay right away for you and I told you that I was miraculously, magically fine so that we could get on with our lives and forget the past... but you never forget anything. so, how could I tell you that I'm still hurting?

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our relationship is thin ice one misstep and I fall through into the suffocating cold of "alone" but for all our caution for all my care I do not hesitate to speak to smile to laugh at your horrid atypical ways to be who I am I do not hesitate to obey your whims or fall asleep with you to follow you anywhere, I am contented I cannot stop looking to the door that you might just open or listen for the ringing of the phone that you may call and I am proud so proud that I have no need of your support glad that you offer it in your own way through silence a slight smile a hand to hold mine or a chaste kiss I wish I had

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Valentine

Rain was our favorite... each drop had shimmered, little candies dropping from clouds a sweetness gathering on my tongue. The wind was cooling the heat on my back, the heat in my heart... the burning. days had passed without making contact and in that time I had smiled through pain and allowed anger to engulf me almost to the point where my love could have become hatred but I won't let it get that far I sighed over the many-times prepared breakfasts remembering the way you liked yours... arm around me, kissing my neck and I would close my eyes seeing the grey sea of your sheets carrying me floating I had felt safe. I didn't

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Artist // Student // Literature

United States
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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“Ahh, my nostalgic dark youth...” - Perfect Girl Evolution: The Wallflower, Vol.1

I am always inspired by what I feel and by my experiences. By nature and humanity and the metaphysical. I love listening to people's love stories and life stories. They inspire me as well.
I like them big and fancy-soundin' words. I like to use 'em a lot. Words R Fun.

Current Residence: East of the sun and west of the moon
Favourite genre of music: Rhythm and Blues, Soul
Favourite style of art: The liberal arts and the fine arts - drawing, sculpting: surrealism, abstraction & expressionism
MP3 player of choice: "My inner iPod is on shuffle".
Skin of choice: iridescent obsidian
Favourite cartoon character: Mr. Lancer, Ms. Bitters, Naraku, Tamaki Suou, Sam Manson, Ben10, Dr. Tran, Danny Phantom

Favourite Visual Artist

Leonid Afremov

Favourite Movies

Meet Joe Black, Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, 10 Things I Hate About You, Breakfast at Tiffany's

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Cranberries, Mumford and Sons, Alanis Morissette, Dir en Grey, Mayday Parade, Amel Larrieux

Favourite Writers

Robin McKinley, Neil Gaimen, William Faulkner, Juliet Marillier, Christopher Moore

Favourite Games

Scrabble

Tools of the Trade

charcoal, chalk pastels, a computer, graphite pencil, nine notebooks

Other Interests

myths, fairy tales, sociology, cyberpunk, urban fantasy, speculative fiction

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LoveDestructive

Dec 19, 2010

Absence

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There should be a total lack of my presence for two weeks. Starting tomorrow and ending on the second of January I'll be in another state without computer access. I know I've been sporadic about my writing but I'm sure I'll have a lot more to submit due to sudden inspiration. :] Wish me luck you guys. I'm really excited for this. And I've been needing a change of scenery for a long time. Hopefully everything goes well.

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LoveDestructive

Jun 16, 2010

Progression

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I'm just gonna focus on one thing at a time and not be so serious about boys. I'll be normal and not rush into things. Hang out when I can talk when I can and take it sloooooow. I am a teenager but things do not have to be so immediate. Meditation and exercising is more important... Must stay focused on the work. Right now I'm going to try and pump out as much work as possible. Ah screw it: I'm young, I'm supposed to be jumping into things! I'll just do what I want with him! Ahahaha :evillaugh: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=scLtJwDNRJQ&feature=related http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anna-who-was-mad/ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UmXo8

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LoveDestructive

May 5, 2010

'Fast Car'

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Matters.... Of Not Exactly The Gravest Importance: Things (in my heart) are moving oddly. I mean actually oddly. Not quickly. Not slowly. Not sluggishly. Not terribly. Not even painfully. Just...oddly. I don't know. I'm weird like that. Of My Health: I got over being sick (I hope) and am going out to dinner with D.D., Daddy, and (maybe, it's not likely) my little sister. I hope it doesn't upset my stomach too much. But whatever. I won't have my body parts being pussies! That's not how I do. Of ART: I'm thinking of starting more charcoal and chalk pastel pieces. I still have to get color ones, must remember the colors! Of Friends: 1.