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Update?!?! - Monday, December 19th 2005 5:23 AM
I'm not quite inspired enough right now to write the poem that I've got brewing in my mind so I'll just write a journal that's going to hopefully cover the same thing and then...
I wonder - Sunday, October 23rd 2005 12:33 AM
I wonder if you think of me. I wonder if you know I care. I wonder if you know how beautiful you are. I wonder if you've known my secret all along. I wonder if you just...
The DA - Monday, June 6th 2005 3:34 PM
So this place will probably be sadly neglected for a good bit, i may use this as my Tech journal, depending on how this whole livejournal thing goes. It will get...
It's all...They'll never. - Saturday, May 28th 2005 8:21 PM
Gah, ok so i spent some time working on this one, but I just don't like it, but since i spent time on it I figured why not post it. Advanced Critique encouraged. v3 It's...
Dirty Little Secret v1 - Saturday, May 14th 2005 4:42 PM
This will be changed to be more bitter, and possibly crude, I'm pretty unhappy with how it turned out, but thats why things get re-written. I'm your dirty little...
Collegiate Carousing - Thursday, April 28th 2005 10:21 PM
This piece was inspired by people watching at a Phi Tau party. I'm such a natural wallflower sometimes. Sweat Sweat Sweat. It's time to get it on. Twist turn...
Rent inspired. - Wednesday, April 20th 2005 10:56 PM
There's only us, There's only this. There's this confused moment of now. This hazy time of tomorrow. And a crystalline structure of yesterday. There's...
Yesterday universe - Thursday, April 14th 2005 9:30 PM
I walked yesterday, Walked right up to the very universe. And I asked it... I asked it if it hated me. It looked down. Way down from all knowing heights. And says, Says...
if... a thousand - Monday, April 4th 2005 10:56 PM
Take me. Touch me. Use me. Hurt me Hate me. Anything... Just so you know that I'm alive. Hurt me a thousand times. If that's what it takes... Just to keep your eyes...
I don't...think...is that? - Sunday, April 3rd 2005 12:41 AM
I don't know what makes you think you know me, I don't know what makes you think you have me figured out. You don't. You never will if you keep this up. You...
It's Just...yesterday - Saturday, April 2nd 2005 7:11 PM
It's aching a little today. Just a little more so than yesterday. It's been quite a while now. Just a little longer than yesterday. It's one of those low hung eyelid...
Typical Teen Angst - Wednesday, March 23rd 2005 5:46 PM
Nothing special at all about this one. It's just your average boring teen angst. All it serves to do is Illustrate how I'm a moron, and Can't seem to forget about many months...
bit less than 15 for a brain dump - Tuesday, March 15th 2005 12:01 PM
- Saturday, March 5th 2005 9:30 PM
The sweet rot of leaves reaches my nose as I step heavily down the rounded path. I'm on the road again. Back to traveling, just like i was before, the I of much older days has...
Humanity (**** i 'm not writing well recently) - Sunday, February 27th 2005 1:56 PM
You want to run? You want to hide? Where can you run to? And how can you hide? This world will neer change. These people will never change. You can't expect to be able to...
Innocence - Tuesday, February 22nd 2005 10:33 AM
The vague wetness of the snow felt refreshing upon his naked palms as he delved into the virgin white bank. Retracting a pure white clump of snow he meticulously crafts a...
- Monday, February 21st 2005 4:25 AM
I'm ashamed to admit that this is a piece of mine. It's just that bad. I think i need to fix it just to re-asser the fact that I am capable of writing. This is a one step...
New but not good - Saturday, February 19th 2005 6:35 PM
The blade said "Surgical Steel" though I can't imagine what sort of surgery you would perform with this item of brutal beauty. Another look down at the bleeding...
Additions - Friday, January 28th 2005 8:25 PM
Ahh yes so I added to the last one. The full bit is in my xanga but I can really post the seconed half (or probably really the second third or so because i do love writing in...
What will become harlequin romance - Sunday, December 12th 2004 1:30 AM
        These minigun emotions of child hood surviving into denim masses of conformity leaving the fold of the world to step into the grey...
Passionate Confusion - Thursday, December 9th 2004 12:08 AM
My creative juices just moved... sweet. <this is older (two days) from my xanga> And I was thinkingBack to years beforewhen you had asked me"How is it you know?"and...
What was once old is new again. - Monday, October 11th 2004 10:08 PM
The mental webs Filaments of memory Truth Depthles eyes see Poweful arms envelop Accepting heart loves Come sweetly Open your sacred soul Show the Pain We...
Thoughts - Thursday, October 7th 2004 9:35 PM
It's strange, how I've been waiting for someone to break the sanctity of my secret journal and It seems that people have been viewing it and yet no one feels fit to leave a...
Old Prose - Wednesday, October 6th 2004 5:43 PM
These pretty much go in reverse order, "The Need" is about three months old. The Need Broken and angry he sits and fumes at the source of his displeasure. A father whom...
Prose: The Ground In Which You Lay - Saturday, September 25th 2004 2:01 AM
Lying in the bed of curling brown leaves. Their half decomposed smell fills his nostrils and he lets the fetid air fill his lungs. He feels alone, empty and dead. He has so...