~Eiszapfen
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MemoriesMolly was screaming.Memories
Her eyes were tightly squeezed shut and her mouth was wide open, screaming and screaming. I clambered out of bed and rushed over to her.
“Molly?” I said quietly. I tentatively took hold of her arm and shook it. “Molly! Wake up!”
Her eyes snapped open and she closed her mouth. She stared up at my face for a second and then she sat up and gripped my arm.
“You have to be careful,” she said, her eyes wide and fearful. “Mark, please. When you
in General Fiction 4d 1h ago
Optimum Verbum Meum“qua’mquam conj. although; and yet.” -Collins Gem Latin-English English-Latin DictionaryOptimum Verbum Meum
I first heard the word quamquam on the bus to school one morning while talking to a friend. Whenever we learned a funny word in our language classes at school (I take Spanish, she took Latin), we liked to tell each other what the word was and what it meant.
“Guess how you say ‘although’ in Latin?” my friend asked me on the bus that morning. I told her I had absolutely no idea.
And then I heard it for the first time. “Qua
in Essays on 4/20/08
TortureIt was an ingenious form of torture, really, when she stopped to think about it.Torture
It was so, what was the right word? So personalized. That still wasn’t the right word, but it was close enough. So personalized, a form of torture only to her. To anyone else, it would be an annoyance, a pain, something unpleasant, but to her it was torture.
She really didn’t know how They had thought of the idea. Their technology must be far beyond what she had ever imagined. Somehow They had discovered what would hurt her the most, a knowledge which
in Humor on 4/19/08
CursedShe was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen, and she hated it.Cursed
Her hair was smooth and auburn, shiny, sleek, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make it look messy or uncared for. Her face was heart-shaped and her complexion was perfect. She never used any products; she never even wore sunscreen, always hoping that she would get a sunburn that would leave her face wrinkled and damaged, but it never happened. Her eyes were pale gray and never stopped sparkling, no matter how little she slept. Her nose was nicely shaped, her mouth just the right size, her waist
in General Fiction on 3/14/08
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Shellthis is how I will end:Shell
stripped bare, washed to the bone; ransacked by memory, or lack thereof –
too many years of pretending
this shell is empty. no red marrow to disrupt these concave walls. hollow and
bleached white on the shore: yes,
I echo. the wind whistles through me.
I would have been a skeleton. flesh
is excess: look, I would have been bone.
a dry wind whipped the words from my mouth. I was clean
and unspoken – for a long time, I was silent.
this white shard
is impervious to the sea. no torrent of
by ~renaissance1912
SkeinSkein after Yukio MishimaSkein
She is not really sure when it began, she tells me. The studio is nearly empty, augmented by the absence of equipment and other photographers. Her voice is low but audible. There is something pleasant about its sexless frequency, the white throat just wide of feminine as she swallows. All her features toe the line of beauty the same way—dark eyes wide but sparsely lashed, crooked brows arching elegant but thick. &nb
by *Negated
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- Favourite game: Triple Jump
- Personal Quote: The father is mad important
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While the rest of the species is descended from apes redheads are descended from cats. - Mark Twain
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While the rest of the species is descended from apes redheads are descended from cats. - Mark Twain
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While the rest of the species is descended from apes redheads are descended from cats. - Mark Twain
You write some of the best stories I have ever read, seriously. You're so talented. I'm definitely going to watch you.
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I see no, hear no evil,
Black writings on the wall.
Unleashed a million faces,
And one by one they fall.
~I Am All Of Me by Crush 40
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I have only just a minute, only sixty seconds in it. Forced upon me, can't refuse it. Didn't seek it, didn't choose it, but it's up to me to use it. I must suffer if I lose it, give account if I abuse it. Just a tiny little minute, but an eternity is in i
you are truly talented.
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~kwark.
Keep up the good writing : D!
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Never judge a book by its movie.
~ J.W. Eagan
I looked through some other works in your gallery too, you do excellent work. =]
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~*~I don't fail, I succeed at finding what doesn't work.~*~
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Congrats on the DD. Loved the story.
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And on the eighth day God said, "Okay, Murphy, you're in charge!"
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Kilroy was here
you're so much better than some of my friens who pretend they can write
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you can only be young once, but you can always be immature
(:
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The main thing is not to be dead. -- Robert Motherwell
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words mean more than numbers.
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The main thing is not to be dead. -- Robert Motherwell
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If it looks like a frog and acts like a frog, then it's a frog
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[link] <-- Doesn't that make you think of Pearl and Chillingworth?
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If it looks like a frog and acts like a frog, then it's a frog
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The main thing is not to be dead. -- Robert Motherwell
when i first saw it i was like "NO. WAY."
we're online at the same time again!!
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If it looks like a frog and acts like a frog, then it's a frog
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The main thing is not to be dead. -- Robert Motherwell
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If it looks like a frog and acts like a frog, then it's a frog
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