to see newer artwork
Agonyand look me up - Erica Medina
there are also more recent pictures of me on there.
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Letters from a lover.I. It's like an accident waiting to happen, every morning I wake up. A video of a bird flying into a window, I can neither rewind nor stop. I can do nothing but watch an inevitable flurry of lifeless feathers, and no matter how grueling it is, I cannot help but slightly enjoy it. Sick. I cannot help but torture myself with this sadistic symphony of empty love letters, hollow hearts, casual meaning. I cannot convince myself it means nothing, nor can I bring myself to fully acknowledge what it may be. I can read countless poems with your initials carved into them, but they feel like someone else's words. C.F.L.D ThLetters from a lover.
by ~faultyimagination
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ghost.-ghost.
i think i need you more than i need my lungs or my pelvis, my wrists held together by clamps
spinal cord tapping out lines of dreams, heart murmuring nonsense
i need you more than ever, now that the tide is all around me, moon cool against my skull.
when we first met, i memorized all your strange ways until they felt warm and comforting as blood
sat near you, listening to the sounds at the back of your throat, eyes alive with a fever only known in the windpipes of a comet, the appendix of a mirage
slowly coming apa
by *rottenpeeches
.purging.by *lolitaAgogo
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| What does telling you about myself entail, really? I'm gay, I'm outgrowing my own skin and I can't stand the uncomfortable feeling it gives me. I'm terrible at keeping promises, ask anyone, but I'm great for listening. I'm a shameless flirt, and I'm damn proud of it. I can speak French better than I speak English, honestly..I don't stutter as much. I ride horses, and I draw 98% of the time. I'm in love with art and this wonderful person who really doesn't realize it. I'm going to be a fine arts major at University of Cincinnati next year, and it's going to be super great, especially if I'm rooming with my best friend. I'm always poor, and as soon as I have any money, it goes to Wafflehouse or for smokes [I'm totally addicted, and I have black lungs.] I want to be an SG. I have nine tattoos I plan on getting in the next year. In my lifetime, I plan on living in NYC, LA, Boston, Paris, Dublin, London, and somewhere in India and Africa. Basically, I'm epic, and that's all that really matters. And nothing comes between my friends and I. And I'm fiercely loyal. |
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- Current Residence: Blanden, OH. Soon to be Clifton.
- Print preference: Matte.
- Interests: Sleeping, getting blazed, munching, painting.
- Favourite movie: All of 'em.
- Favourite band or musician: Who knows.
- Favourite genre of music: Anything.
- Favourite artist: the gods.
- Favourite poet or writer: The kind that use words only fear could create.
- Favourite photographer: Francesca Woodman
- Favourite style of art: Traditional.
- Operating System: Mac OS :)
- MP3 player of choice: Touch.
- Tools of the Trade: An imagination, a camera, some pencils and paper.
- Email: lil_leprachaun618@yahoo.com
- AIM: beatnik618
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i just happened to need to hop on the good foot and do the bad thing.
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i just happened to need to hop on the good foot and do the bad thing.
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i just happened to need to hop on the good foot and do the bad thing.
i think that could be the highest honour anyone could ever give.
i shall definitely check out her page. thank you for alerting me to her. i love reading amazing literature. (:
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let's play a game called you pretend i am an actual poet
But in the meantime, the moon has risen, and my eyelids are setting.
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i just happened to need to hop on the good foot and do the bad thing.
i would love for you to look through my gallery. i can't promise that the old stuff is any good, but it will show you that i've gotten so much better.
i still have much to learn.
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let's play a game called you pretend i am an actual poet
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i just happened to need to hop on the good foot and do the bad thing.
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