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Cousin EvoMy parents were always saying cousin Evo was a bad seed. They say that's the reason he was missing. He's always getting mixed up in the wrong things, I've heard my mom say. They'd lower their voices when they'd say the words, drugs and sex, thinking I wasn't really listening. It's not like playing video games or watching television really takes a lot of attention if you don't want it to. They think a television is a portal into another dimension or something, void of sound and grown up talk. They think I can't hear them making all the noise they do in the bedroom or the basement, but they're wrong. I may be in fifth grade, but I'm also in pub Cousin Evo
by ~Ma-lady
A girl, a cat, and her boyEricka was having a difficult time. Between the heavy, door, the stack of laundry, and the constant thud in her mind from the night before, the word hangover seemed to subtle. In spite of the pulsating pain between her temples, she still pushed herself to make the best of her Sunday to get things done.   
In the corner of the basement floor, Issiah played with an imaginary ball of string, dancing his small fingers back and forth, trying to convince the kitten in front of him to see the string too. He played without a concept of time or repetition, as all little children his age do.   
The small, black kitten, curled in a s A girl, a cat, and her boy
by ~Ma-lady
The Death of GrayA bottle of Riesling.   
Send.   
An elderly women with white, buzzed hair and an eye patch is watching me from across the road. She smiles and I can see she was missing a tooth and the gap has since been filled with gold.   
Send.   
I crave a visit to a planet called Nalextracon. It exists eight hundred million miles past the fourth moon of Usamus, and is a very lovely color teal. I enjoy the ultra violet flowers that bloom at night in the second spring of the fourth sunrise. It reminds me of the prostitute’s lips name Kocaine Kori I met at the iHop on 4th street in Nevada. She tasted like Vanill The Death of Gray
by ~Ma-lady
In the windVibrating in the wind,  
So apparent and crisp  is the memory of his hair  Drifting like a mockery  
of the ocean’s waves  Tangling soft whispers  Into something  Forgotten years ago   
Fingers recede  Reluctant to remember  A time so engrained  in each tip   
And still, the wind breathes  In and out  And his hair dances  With a secret it holds  So tirelessly   
Still, the fingers recede  the hair’s dance subsides  And not even an echo of a name  Is cared to be remembered   
However, the air still sings   In the wind
by ~Ma-lady
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Sun Nov 15, 2009, 8:01 AM
  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: Gogol Bordello - Wonderlust King
  • Watching: My kids draw
  • Playing: With kittens
Traumatic thing(s) equates dramatic life? I may have been fucked up no matter what. I may not have survived my parents divorce or the slums of the Southern states. I may not have written either. I may have been a normal person.

Alcohol driven, brain sloshed with bitter memories, I am more susceptible to other people than myself. And I shed my tears for my past, but it's only because I morn for it. When I cry today, I cry for those who have had it worse than I have. And because you cannot gauge one person's pain to the next, I never feel my own self pity is validated. So if I cry, drenched in spirits, wanting a normal life, perhaps I am only channeling those around me. Perhaps, I am nothing more than an interpreter who has forgotten how to speak, and can now only listen.

No matter, it is my life and I am done apologizing for it.

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  • Current Residence: The warm, sticky confines of my mind
  • Interests: Life and everything in between
  • Favourite movie: Gandhi, Little Miss Sunshine, Running with Scissors, Pan's Labyrinth, Fight Club, Amelie
  • Favourite band or musician: Against Me!, Saul Williams, Modest Mouse, Rolling Stones, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Gorillaz, Tool, MSI
  • Favourite genre of music: Anything with an IQ
  • Favourite artist: The original one
  • Favourite poet or writer: Chuck Palahniuk
  • Favourite photographer: God
  • Skin of choice: My own
  • Favourite game: My life
  • Favourite gaming platform: The Earth
  • Favourite cartoon character: Happy Noodle Boy
  • Personal Quote: Insanity is not being able to hide who you really are, genius is not needing to.
  • Tools of the Trade: The world is my muse.

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~findmeastorm Oct 25, 2009, 6:45:17 PM
Thank you very much for the watch. :D

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find me a storm where the wild winds blow.
:iconma-lady:
~Ma-lady Oct 28, 2009, 5:24:55 PM
No problem. I look forward to see what else you come up with.

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"Who were you before you became you?"
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~katepowellshine Sep 18, 2009, 1:33:48 PM
:D

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you make me want to dance
a storm of appreciation
your ink splashes and crawls,
a wriggling living line on the page
i’m full of awe
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*Patmol Jul 14, 2009, 1:45:14 PM
thank you for the fav'! :)

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¤ I'm sorry for my english... but I'm french ^^¤
:iconultimape:
~Ultimape Jan 7, 2009, 12:21:50 AM
Boo

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What if your entire reason for trying in this world was ripped away from you without warning and you were left cold, dry, and lonely in the middle of nowhere in a place you really don't want to be?
:iconma-lady:
~Ma-lady Jan 16, 2009, 7:51:01 PM
I miss you too. :) How's the school life?

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"Who were you before you became you?"
:iconultimape:
~Ultimape Jan 20, 2009, 8:56:53 AM
last semester sucked, this one's not so bad so far.

So much work with senior project.

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What if your entire reason for trying in this world was ripped away from you without warning and you were left cold, dry, and lonely in the middle of nowhere in a place you really don't want to be?
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~Ma-lady Feb 8, 2009, 8:33:45 AM
I don't envy senior project. But it'll all be over soon. :)

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"Who were you before you became you?"
:iconultimape:
~Ultimape Feb 10, 2009, 1:05:18 PM
I still need a math class next semester. :(

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What if your entire reason for trying in this world was ripped away from you without warning and you were left cold, dry, and lonely in the middle of nowhere in a place you really don't want to be?
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