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untitled IIsummer is gone and so am i. everything became a memory: the sleepless nights, the cocaine stars bursting and shimmering in my head, the shapes of theuntitled II
clouds in my eyes. i still believed in angels.
and then i ended up in a cage.
a prison of bulletproof glass and reflective metal mirrors. a place where the stars are
invisible, and wishing on 11:11 is a futile attempt at happiness. scary movies play behind my eyelids as screaming children are led down corridors, placed behind locked doors. faces peer at them through
by ~sadeyesbrokenglass
untitledthey wanted her mind. to dissect and change her. pull her up from the landfill in which she hid fromuntitled
the world. a symptom of this and that. a treatment issue. a flaw.
up she came. carried away
and placed in the center of a strange and silent
room by people in masks. their words were complex like numbers. cryptic and cold like death.
she was convinced there were ghosts in the trees.
and there were. outside the window. skeletal faces appearing before her, making her scream. they came out of the night, a
by ~sadeyesbrokenglass
hearts on notebook paperi. today i drew a heart on a piece of notebook paper, attempting tohearts on notebook paper
be discreet so you wouldn't see the anguish in my eyes for every time you smiled at another girl.
(because the world gets so clear when i look in your eyes, and i
disintegrate when i don't.)
ii. melatonin won't help me sleep and cleanse my mind of you. ritalin won't help me concentrate and block out the image of your eyes.
(the colour of the sky
before it fades into night, enough to make any unscathed heart rip open.)
iii. i once dreamt th
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forgetting a paper airplaneshe has soapy eyes, trying to forget a paper airplane. she wants the touch of the wright brothers, she wants to be engulfed in flames. her head is a rocket and her hands are falling; she needs to rinse her face.forgetting a paper airplane
her eyebrows are curled in the wrong direction, the wings experiment with free fall. she decides the hypothesis was a programming fault; she just needs to rinse her face.
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chalk lines on the pavement and children playing hopscotch
blood staining the horizon in a summer sunset kisses hello and music from the open window
car alarms
and friends, sharing a cigarette and
grinning, like they know there's a tomorrow bug bites and fifty-cent drinks from the penny store
watching as late summer laziness turns and changes spilled coffee and spilled nail polish, red like the sunset arguing newlyweds
plates smashing and woman screaming police sirens and slamming doors and smoke escaping second-story windows
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hello. i used to be known as "maniasdoor" on this website, but you can call me shannon. the reason i've been gone so long, for those of you who followed my work in the past, is i've been living at a residential treatment center for teenagers. i'm off drugs and i'm happier than i've ever been a long time. right now, as i'm writing this, i'm visiting home. i won't get a chance to be on here as much as i used to because dA is blocked at the treatment center (which pisses me off. a lot.) but i'd like it if you watch me anyways.  |
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...that's just crazy.
I had a feeling something happened.
I'm so glad that you're happier and doing well,
I've missed you're words
and you of course
Hope that your visit home is great.
How often do you visit home?
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it was a bad day. the sun exploded;
the earth roiled and tore entire cities asunder;
the bus in front of my car crashed violently and everyone died;
i ran out of green tea.
~ ohsostarryeyed
It's great to hear from you too!
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it was a bad day. the sun exploded;
the earth roiled and tore entire cities asunder;
the bus in front of my car crashed violently and everyone died;
i ran out of green tea.
~ ohsostarryeyed
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JELLYHEAD WHEATTOAST~!
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