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elect the dead, prologueShe's tall and slender, each asset and curve sensually crafted into her body, as though she's some work of art. Her eyes are wide and watery, her skin pasty and pale-- but glowing. Glowing and very, very perfect. Her hair is a natural ebony, falling in contrast over her wonderfully sculpted features, veiling her striking eyes. It's a sort of short, simple, edgy cut that makes her look like a model who belongs not to the real world but to the world of modern fashion and contemporary glamour. Her painted lips tug into a somewhat sinister smirk as she lifts herself up onto a stone wall, perching on it like a raven and watching with a crafty gazeelect the dead, prologue
by ~eissacc
not anymoreI could've been anything I wanted to be, you know. I could've been a doctor or a mechanic; I could've been an engineer or a teacher. I could have been famous, successful. If I ever feel like it, I might just do one of those things some day-- become someone. I could do it right now.not anymore
But I'm lazy.
And I'm sprawled on the bed, relatively high (as usual), bile rising in my throat and almost choking me as the details in my ceiling begin to blur into a sort of cream-coloured nothingness. This is sometimes better than being a person worth being, (rather than the pitiful excuse for a human I already am) but most of the
by ~eissacc
interruptions"I'm not uptight." "Oh?" "Right. I just hate coming home from work every night; she never has my dinner ready; she's never ironed enough of my clothes; she always wants to undress me." "Isn't that what married couples do in the evenings?" "I want to read." "But-" "She wants sexual intercourse. She wants to hold me, snuggle up to me by the fire like a cliché, family-magazine couple-- but I want to read." "Elaborate." "She rises to her feet after having failed to properly satisfy me, and her eyes are immediately falling to my shirt. It's still on. She asks me, "What happened? When did you becinterruptions
by ~eissacc
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I Have To PeeDevious Info
- Current Residence: oxfordshire, england
- Interests: sitting on the bus alone at night when it's raining outside, death note, writing, chess, photos
- Favourite movie: sweeney todd, romeo and juliet, corpse bride
- Favourite artist: jhonen vasquez
- Favourite style of art: anime/manga, pop art (comic style)
- Favourite cartoon character: beyond birthday, nny, reno, thobari, miharu, freaky fred, the undertaker, kadaj, gaara
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poetry- the best words in the best order.
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Let us, clever, young poets remember the true definitions of prose and poetry; that is prose- words in their best order;
poetry- the best words in the best order.
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♥♥--;Leader of PokitoProductions~
♥♥--; Proud Member of the Bristol Pokemon Academy~
>♥♥--;Founder of the Hobo Brigade
♥♥--;Youtube. ~ [link]
and by duty, i mean my fat nan who says "SEPHIROTTTTTH" whenever i tell her to.
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