But really. Creepy stalker. Lots of facts on my account.
...ridiculously long name that doesn't really describe me. XD
Either way.
You'll fine me at
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<3


Baby, babyShed already bid him goodnight.Baby, baby
She had walked away from him with her hands stuck in her pockets like a boy and her legs walking the straight line across St Catherines church roof (straight and narrow, just like her) and after 50 meters or so she had looked back, wondering if maybe it looked endearing to him. But then she realized that no, of course he couldnt see her clowning around- well, as much as she ever could fool around, and he wasnt even bothering to look- well, as much as he ever could look.
So she had kept going and whistled as well, hoping maybe hed hear that and she


EternityBeauty is an uncut diamond- rough around the edges, imperfect; it is the high, cold, unforgiving voice of winter, it is the watery light that seeps through the dirty windowpanes of an empty hall.Eternity
There is a sort of music that is a cacophony of voices like a roaring tide, composed of (not angels, but) a thousand men and women from all walks of life standing anonymous on the dusty stage with its ghostlike audience. It is the sort of glorious and powerful multitude that brings your knees to the floor and tears to your eyes, the burning harshness of the desert sandstorms that strip the skin and life from mortals and settle back into


CigarettesThe silence makes up for the lack of words, faint wisps of smoke curl up from parted lips. He smiled, because it tasted just like the person who had finished half the packet and left the remainder of the cancerous indulgence scattered across the floor, hastily ignored in favour of a coat as he left for the last time.Cigarettes
"I hate my face," he'd complained one afternoon, wincing when his companion dabbed at the still-raw burns with disinfectant. "It's so ugly."
His sometimes-lover smirked, all too familiar with the youth's sudden bouts of vanity.
Sigh. Exhale.
"So's life, babe."
&n


ReplicaEmotions are funny things.Replica
Hed gotten through the physical and written examinations like a professional, like someone older and more experienced, and hed marched right through those heavy wooden doors with his head held high like he was really who he wanted to be.
Hed smirked, disdainfully, at the open-mouthed staring of the ones who didnt get in, and ignored the jealous glares of those outwitted by someone only in their late teens.
The doors swung open.
The office, once richly decorated enough to have belonged to a king, was full of people in uniforms. Evidently, h


g-ddear religion, I do not want you anymore. I cannot fulfil your needs, and the more we talk the less I desire to be held in your arms.g-d
dear religion, I am sorry, but you'll manage without me.


Sometimes You RememberOr am I only dreaming I remember how to fly?Sometimes You Remember
He puts it so well.
a year can go by in a flash but a week can last a life time so we ask ourselves- (and do the math by factor-labeling) how many weeks in a month? How long is a month? Four life times? Or just three and a half? and is a second a second if its a month?
its all the same when you feel younger than youve ever felt and older than you want to be
When did everything change? (back)
Riddled by insecurities why cant I we
| Hi, everyone! I'm VermilionMasquerade, more commonly known as Chewy, Granny, or 'that-strange-Asian-chick-who-plays-piano-at-3-in-the-morning'. I've been on devart for about 2 years, and most (well, actually, all) of my deviations are literature. I'm an avid fan of FMA, FF, Deathnote, Neil Gaiman, Marvel, DC and Gundam Wing, and will sometimes be caught writing ficlets for some of the above. XD Hope to see you around! |
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