I’m just a teenager.
Yes that’s right
Another one.
I hang out with a bunch of psychopaths, I love them dearly, they are all a little strange (which is the main reason I like them, in the words of Lucy “who wants to be attracted to someone normal?”). I am an aspiring artist and I’m trying to learn most of all, and possibly hone some skillzz. Ready to try out new stuffs, ready for a whole lot of perspective change.
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Collection of odd words:
raspberry
tart
eskimo
mint slice
pagan
vampyre
exquisite
arcane
Fricassee
bizarre
mimic
lurid
wanton(n)ess
mediocre
meander
scrupulous
myriad
superfluous
sanguine
compile
kossimarsalsa hosts Got Melanocortin-1? and is a member of !* Dark Cabaret *!, All Things Orange Artwork Gallery, Abstract Realism, Alt, Artrageous RB Artists - Self Portrait Gallery, Beginner's Expressions, Bits and Pieces , Black and White Photography, Blood Red - All things vampiric, Boredom Competitions on the 24/7, Bubble Models, Challenge Café, Experimental, Friends of RedBubble, Glitter!, Graffiti Around Melbourne, Have Your Say on TShirts, Light and Reflection 1/24, Mad Hatters, Melbourne & Victoria, Monsters Ink, Music Inspired Art (M.I.A) music links/lyrics required, Mysteries of the Common, Nerds Unite, Out of the Blue, Painting with Light - not sun/moonlight!, Polaroid Lovers, Practising the Dark Arts, Pulp Noir, Requiem, Self as Other, Self Portrait, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Shots in the Fog, StreetArt, THE DARK CELL, The Urban Environment, Top Shelf Wildlife & Nature Art, Toys and Puppets, TTV: Through The Viewfinder, Vibrant and Vivid Color and Woman Appreciation.
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I miss the days / When we ran up hills / And hills / And mountains almost; / Up to my door / To where the demons weren’t, / And could almost always sleep through the night / Undisturbed. / Yea, thos…
I Dead and cold / On the rotting floor, / Cold as ice, seeing / Tomorrow. Floating through the nothing that resides / Beneath your filtered skin, through doting / Hands / And crushed under weigh…
Did he kill? / Had he killed? / Will he kill? We stumbled along the sandy beaches on many afternoons like these, wandering if we’d see him again among the crabs and other sea life. Every one of t…
Rip a hole the size of a pin, / And soon the pain starts flooding in, / Like a stinging paper cut, / A little slice is just enough. Blood will flow into the room, / Scarlet flowers start to bloom, …
A million heart breaks, one heart
Let’s be nothing, it lasts forever.