Word VomitBut I'm gonna post it anyway! So, I apologize for all of it, here. Haha.
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On the PrintesaThat day had been the first time a storm had visited their vessel; it had been the first time Mercedes had ever been aboard a ship in the clutches of any bad weather. She had been in a little paddle boat, once, when she was still a little girl, could still claim to be a daughter of kings, but that had been the expanse of her knowledge of ships when she had stepped onto this one. She had imagined what a storm at sea might be like, afore boarding the grand Prinţesă Veilibra, named, Mercedes thought, after her own grandmother, who had been born on the coast and had been well loved in that area even after her death. But her imagination,On the Printesa
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Car Crash InspirationMercedes held the phone at arms length away from ears, trying to lessen the effect of her publisher yelling obscenities at her. She had a deadline. She understood; she had been trying. But no matter how hard she stared at her computer, the cursor refused to stop flashing blankly back at her. She was blocked, absolutely and completely. He hung up, and she clapped the phone back into the receiver with more force than was necessary. Sighing as she ran her a hand through her hair, she padded her way to her bedroom, sitting herself once more before her laptop. She wrote three paragraphs and then, disgusted, erased all of it. EverythingCar Crash Inspiration
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Extended MetaphorsShe’d been sitting in the dark for a very long time. Like in a dream world where time was an indeterminable force, she had no way of knowing if she had been there for days, weeks, months… But it felt like a very long time.Extended Metaphors
In the beginning, she’d been afraid. She’d been scared of the dark, the loneliness. She had tried to open her door and found it locked. This idea on its own had been quite horrifying. There was no key in sight, and she had no skill at opening locked doors by some other means. There were no windows to break, no way to see anything outside. The lights were broken; the power was out
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It's all about the way... 1. I think that you are the first person with whom I ever believed myself in love. It came slow; I didn’t want to believe it at first. Things were perfect, we were perfect, but god, you were perfect, too. I pushed away the feelings, but you were always there, and even through other relationships, those feelings persisted like a steady pulse, beating plaintively under my skin, begging to be heard. And then I fell in love with others, but I always cherished the memory of you. I learned, through the roiling tide of loving and getting hurt that I’d rather be your friend, anywIt's all about the way...
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- Current Residence: Only in my head.
- Interests: Writing, Rowing, Reading, Dance
- Favourite movie: Gladiator, Lord of the Rings, Garden State
- Favourite band or musician: Rammstein, Kill Hannah, MCR, The Chieftains
- Favourite genre of music: Rock/metal
- Favourite poet or writer: J.R.R. Tolkien, George R.R. Martin
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod
- Shell of choice: Bernouli >.<
- Wallpaper of choice: Simple and elegant; like the soft pinks and blues as the light frades from the sky.
- Skin of choice: Pale and perfect, like marble.
- Personal Quote: It contains a misleading impression, not a lie. It was being economical with the truth.
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, pencil, paper, keyboard.
- Email: a_senile_paranoia@yahoo.com
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As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being. -Carl Jung-
I appreciate that, as many people adore your work, you still take the time to always thank me (and I assume all the others) for favorites or always respond to comments. Many artists don't do that, so thank you.
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As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being. -Carl Jung-
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Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein
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