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Cheerful| I'm a writer. I probably look like the kind of writer that doesn't sleep and that's because I don't. Some of my writing may sound very emo-ish...but I promise I'm not like that in real life! I'm actually fairly happy! But I use writing as one of my channels for releasing my negative feelings. I try to edit stuff before I put it up. Comment and love it! ~<3 |
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No Title Yet"You have 1 unheard message," droned the answering machine through the dim light of Dr. Kameron Blu's office. Blu sat at his desk, glancing down at the answering machine and taking a sip of his two-hour-old coffee. He wasn't one to get his hopes up for good news, but he couldn't help but feel like this was the message he'd been waiting for, for almost two months now. He leaned back in his large leather chair and listened for the machine to continue. "First unheard message sent today at 3:35 am;" it continued. A new voice took over.No Title Yet
"Blu, it's Brock. Sir, I believe we've found it. All these years of searching, and
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ZionaSilence. Not the peaceful, relaxing sort of silence which is only broken by the soft rustling of rabbits in the brush. If only it were this kind, then Ziona would finally have the rest she needed. No, this was the eerie, uncomfortable sort of silence that creeps tenderly up a person's spine like eyes prying through the night. Nothing moved in the ashen valley between the castle in which Kaene lived in and Aedan's dark castle. The crunch of someone biting an apple broke the silence. The frame of a young woman rested against an apple tree. There she stood, being upheld by one foot while the other pressed back against the tree she waZiona
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FreddieIn an unlabeled boxcar painted black I record my sorrows so I never loose track. I sleep on wood floors and stare at the sky I lay here all alone and I wonder why. People pass by without a stop to stare But I try to escape their gaze, why do I care? I am a piece of a puzzle never made to be done. I'm quiet and happy as you tell me you won. I trace my palm on the back of your head So maybe you'll leave her and love me instead. Together we'll leave this boxcar with joy. Then I can tell you, you're a very special boy. I hope I can stand on stage with you. Their gazes aFreddie
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- Current Residence: NYC
- Interests: Anime, Manga, Drawing, Writing, Reading, TV, Facebook, Photoshop, Rocky Horror Picture Show
- Favourite movie: Silence Of The Lambs
- Favourite band or musician: The Birthday Massacre and Mindless Self Indulgence
- Favourite genre of music: Indie and Industrial
- Favourite artist: Leah and Mallory and Sarah
- Favourite poet or writer: Maya Angelou
- Operating System: Windows Vista
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Favourite game: The Legend Of Zelda: Ocarina Of Time
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo EVERYTHING
- Favourite cartoon character: Zim
- Personal Quote: I want a spanish teacher from spanish.
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, laptop
- Email: lenorafantastique@gmail.com
- AIM: lenoramorr
- Skype: Lenora Beauvoir
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