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Statistic - StorageA collapsed marriage consumes the imagined premise through divorce.Statistic - Storage
Within the sheltered cupboard lies her temporary and beneath the cold steel sink lies his. Both their hands fumble with an uncertain rage while a shiny inconstancy afflicts their feverish brows, bathing their nervous, bitter faces with an allowed contrition that is quickly wiped away by guilty palms. Her translucent fingers grasp at air with knuckles almost pale as her face, stringy yellow hair clutching at an awkward jaw. She fails to notice her exasperated state, and even more strangely, she fails to notice the familiar saunter down the hall. His thick hands ar
by ~littlegrasshopper
stuck in between sizessummer does not fit me well. and it is embarrassing to look into the mirror and see the unnatural folds and wrinkles laughing at my heart in a lonely fitting room with blank walls that seem to stare and ask me questions like "why do you even care?"stuck in between sizes
there are no more safety pins left in that jar over there because someone else wanted them in large quantities so that they could fake a good fit.
by ~littlegrasshopper
indefiniteMy languid limbsindefinite
cannot reach the highest branch to grasp the leafy extravagance of summer.
Nor can they scoop ice cream, dropping in viscosity, to neighborhood children with gaps in their teeth and
vitality in their blood. My freckles are not greeting the sun.
I held hopes of frolicking in chlorine water, and shriveling my skin, but not now.
Because, &nbs
by ~littlegrasshopper
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The parts of him: 1You were just stubble on the chinThe parts of him: 1
of my visit.
You kept tugging at the lips,
urging higher, your follicles forward,
by ~SoothingAngel
The parts of him: 5You were a cottage of overdue truths.The parts of him: 5
I ran my bottom lip along the rusted hinges, asking the wood questions. Telling it things. I imagined. …I created. I dreamt away the cobwebs of you, yanked off the ivy with grieving force, and then there it was
gawking at the clean air,
gaping at the way the stones sucked in oxygen through the unplugged holes
there
&nbs
by ~SoothingAngel
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- Current Residence: tangled in my thoughts
- Favourite movie: beauty & the beast
- Favourite band or musician: ingrid michaelson or sufjan stevens
- Favourite genre of music: the beautiful kind. the kind that makes you want to sing, cry, dance, and think.
- Favourite poet or writer: at the moment, ezra pound.
- Operating System: mac osx tiger
- MP3 player of choice: 30g video ipod
- Shell of choice: conch, the kind you can hear the ocean in.
- Wallpaper of choice: floral, like that of a victorian household.
- Skin of choice: i have yet to experience this particular indulgence.
- Favourite game: monopoly, played for hours.
- Favourite cartoon character: "belle" from "beauty and the beast". does that count?
- Tools of the Trade: a sharp pencil and a wide notebook. and an eraser for my many mistakes.
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/natalienataliee
- Email: blue_smartie_19@hotmail.com
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Peter: I play Peter Griffin, a heroic warrior who defied the English to free England from the English.
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it's very beautiful, conveys the emotional well.
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Peter: I play Peter Griffin, a heroic warrior who defied the English to free England from the English.
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This is Jenn, btw. JeffreyDuck on nexus.
I'm going to add you, to add anyone back go to their page and press "watch this deviant".
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