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Unrequited SummerMy dreams shattered into billons of particles, and fell to the ground, small specks of golden sand, as I thought of my eventual departure. I buried my toes in my dreams, allowing the baked particles to send warm flashes across my own body, and when the warmth mixed with the coldness of my emotions, I shivered, which shook a few more grains of dreams and shells to fall to the ground in a shower of gold. I watched the shower fall, and I thought of the dank underground in a flash of school learning, before I turned my attention to my furious lover. The ocean roared; mighty Poseidon rose in full majesty, before crashing to the ground in a submissUnrequited Summer
by ~Towards
The JellyfishThe child crouched next to the amorphous blob of slick gelatin-substance. She was mesmerized by the substance’s movement. She placed her hand into the gel. The pudgy, palm pressed against the sleek creature on the ground, in an attempt to rid the globule of structure. The pile indented, but never lost form. The girl could not fathom the substance before her, and the mystery taunted her. The small mouth, surrounded by chubby cheeks and pinky flesh, pulled into an angry pout of frustration. The pain erupted from her enclosed palm, flashing up her body in throbbing pulses. The child cried.The Jellyfish
by ~Towards
Blue Stickiness Cotton candy melted into sweet sugariness as my flexible tongue wrapped around the pile of interwoven blue carbohydrate-formed strands piled securely around the paper cone clutched in my hot, sweaty hand. The blueness coated the skin of my face in a glaze of stickiness; the stickiness bothered me slightly, but I did not want to stop my consumption of the substance. My gluttonous actions provided me the ultimate comfort of the pure sugar. I wanted to stop eating; I knew the calories packed onto the cone, which was now being crushed by my clutched hand, would stay, once they entered my body, as fat on my already moBlue Stickiness
by ~Towards
Color SketchThe rage built inside of me; tossing and turning, it moved through my whole form, causing my steps to fall against the brick sidewalk in boisterous stomping movements. My feet were beginning to ache with the effort of my new walking, as my heels kept slipping between the crimson cracks on the uneven surface. The awkwardness in my steps forced my arches to stretch and twist into un-comfort. The pain shot up my leg, darting up my shins in blistering flashes of light, sunburn-on-my-skin pink. I ignored the uncomfortable feeling, as I pressed the door open to my destination.Color Sketch
The door was heavy, as my hand connected with the colorles
by ~Towards
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- Current Residence: South East United States
- Interests: Roleplaying, Writing, Literature in General, Grammar, History, Trivia, Music, Music History
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko, Pan's Labyrinth
- Favourite band or musician: Shoenburg (Composer), Heart, Art Brut, various others
- Favourite genre of music: Contemporary Classical, Neoclassical, Musical Theater, Other Stuff
- Favourite artist: Alexander Calder
- Favourite poet or writer: Honestly, too many to name. My favorite book is currently /Lolita/ by Nobokov.
- Favourite photographer: No opinion?
- Favourite style of art: -shrug-
- Operating System: HP Pavilion
- MP3 player of choice: My iPod, Erik--the SEX!
- Wallpaper of choice: Weeeell, my current computer wallpaper is a picture of the Wilde statue in Dublin.
- Favourite game: Kingdom Hearts, Mariokart 64, Pokemon Gold, many others.
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo 64
- Favourite cartoon character: Courage the Cowardly Dog
- Personal Quote: I'm not answering; this question is really lame.
- Tools of the Trade: Wooooords--oh, and Paint Shop Pro, sometimes, but only if I want to demean myself.
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