RoomMy universe consists of four white walls, a white floor, and a white ceiling. I have no memory of ever being elsewhere.Room
The times I bother to think about it, I realize the fact that I have knowledge of Elsewhere proves that I must have resided there, at some point. But I don't think about it much. This is not a place for thinking. This is not a place for anything, really.
It is silent here. The sort of silence that one can only imagine comes in death. It is all I have ever known. I have never felt the need to eat, I have never felt the need to drink, I have never
SunlightDo you remember that day, So very long ago, When the world was still beautiful and new to us, How we lay in the grass outside your house as the sun set, Fingers entwined, (hearts entwined) And I lamented that such a beautiful day must die?Sunlight
Do you remember how you looked over at me, Eyes shining like they did in those days (so long ago) And you said that it didn't have to?
That we could follow it?
So we got into your car and drove and drove and drove And drove and drove and drove into the sun, Singing along with the cassette player, S
English AssignmentThe stark white sheet of paper seems to mock me with its blankness. My hair is on end from the numerous times I’ve run my fingers through it in frustration. I’ve memorized the porous patterns in the corkboard ceiling tile in the time I’ve spent staring up at it, avoiding the accusing stare of that stubbornly blank paper.English Assignment
Suddenly, inspiration strikes. I put pen to paper, and words trail out like little black fish in its wake. I finally set my pen down, having completed yet another homework assignment with help from my dear friend, self-reference.
MoonlightI am in stasis. On my bed, Sitting upright in a pool of flat moonlight, I revel in the taste Of a world stopped spinning.Moonlight
It’s still. It’s cold. It’s beautiful.
There is no uncertainty In this callous, distorted, dreamlike reality. Contradictions are as pervasive as The stars scattered outside the window glass. No fear can be rationalized away. Such is the beauty of this world of mine: In a realm of deceit, there is no such thing as a lie.
It’s harsh. It’s bright. It’s beautiful.
| . . . What the hell's this box thing here for? |
Weeell . . .
Screwed
is it luch time over there?
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I don't have skeletons in my closet!
they're out in the yard somewhere...
someone shouted: TEAM EDWARD!
then someone replied: NO! TEAM JACOB!
then Spock comes in with his phaser and takes care of both sides.
BE LOGICAL. join team Spock. :3
Get better!
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Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
i hope i do in time for turkeyday!
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I don't have skeletons in my closet!
they're out in the yard somewhere...
someone shouted: TEAM EDWARD!
then someone replied: NO! TEAM JACOB!
then Spock comes in with his phaser and takes care of both sides.
BE LOGICAL. join team Spock. :3
Caterpillar:I wasn't too focused on drawing Alice, her and the cheshire cat were kind of thrown in there so people would recognize where Ms. Caterpillar was from, but she did become really important for symbolic reasons. You're very good with details.
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Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
Hi
I really appreciate it
-Isaiah
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My Art: [link]
(You are quite welcome.
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Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
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I don't have skeletons in my closet!
they're out in the yard somewhere...
someone shouted: TEAM EDWARD!
then someone replied: NO! TEAM JACOB!
then Spock comes in with his phaser and takes care of both sides.
BE LOGICAL. join team Spock. :3
Wazzup witchu?
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Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
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