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20. Deadwater by GenerationAA, literature

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20. Deadwater

IMAGINE: Me driving down an endless stretch of road and coming from my stereo is a beat so ethereal it makes my head tingle behind squinted eyes.IMAGINE: It's black in every direction but these lights like stars but not headlights, tiny, are rising above the horizon. The truth is I'm surrounded by factories.IMAGINE: I had a dream last night that I couldn't remember in the morning but the songs coming from my stereo remind me. They're saying things like, "Don't get too attached like this, it's just entertainment." and, "She can't look back." and, "Slow down, baby, keep your eyes on the road."IMAGINE: My headlights stretch far but not too fa...

19. Relics by GenerationAA, literature

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19. Relics

This [one] is for us. You've got me.This is [two]. And I'm still right here.Come up for air [three] times. And I feel like I'm flying.Hit it [four] on the off-beat. Spend the night, baby, watch me dream of you.Counting [five] kisses like little wounds on my skin. You're (what makes me) so vulnerable. I will heal you.When you're mine it's [six] delicious but when you're lost, angel, you're poison. Stay with me; I think I'm in love. You can not sever me [seven]. Inside me you feel so (small). You are my everything.I've never been so happy and it feels like I have killed you, my [eight] lives cut into your crying eyes, your sighing heart twis...

18. Monsters by GenerationAA, literature

17. The Hunter by GenerationAA, literature

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17. The Hunter

There was a bay, then there was a house.There was someone in the attic, the den,the bedroom, every time I opened the doorthey were gone. A boy is a girl,a confused adolescent (hidden away).It was like a mission, running,slamming every door open. (onetwothreefourfive) daysof going insane ("I think they're noticing.")Headlights were disappearing, dig my teeth into my knees.I turned to my mother and said, "We needto get away. We need to pack our favorite thingsfirst. If they come after us, we can't go back for theunimportant things." And one last time I checked the doors.[when the hunter becomes the h(a)unted.]

16. Streamlights by GenerationAA, literature

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RA G D O L L M E M O R Y. by GenerationAA, literature

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RA G D O L L M E M O R Y.

My letters have grown more harsh and violent. But the words are getting softer. I've lost that touch for WHgORE that used to light the flicker in my eyes that made something grow in you that made you try to ravage me. [Remember those nights when we were both innocent? Did that make you feel more powerful?] Because we're so much weaker now. I felt it when I covered your bloody mouth and face with my tiny hands and tried to take control over you [and you let me] and you fell limp [R A G D O L L M E M O R Y]. It was too much for me to handle. I formed lies b|e|t|w|e|e|n my teeth to cover for my guilt and lust and all the little prickling ang...

Raouul. by GenerationAA, literature

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Raouul.

I find it funny how you deny everything. I think you lied but I can never be sure. I can only piece together these little bits of memory and advice and gossip into the worst love story in the history of heartaches and remember just how YOU LEFT THIS KNIFE IN MY BACK AND THEN DISAPPEARED BUT I'M STILL HERE TO TWIST IT FOR YOU. Sometimes you come around just to see how the knife is doing [it's starting to rust and the infection is growing sicker and the wound is becoming numb] and you lean in real close to my face and I can't take my eyes off of your mouth. "Now, twist the knife counter-clockwise."

All The Pretty Boys. by GenerationAA, literature

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All The Pretty Boys.

She awoke that morning with his blood under her fingernails. His moist smell still haunted the air and his taste lingered in her mouth. She reached out to him with a perverse curiosity and tilted his head back, bearing his neck. It was spread open by the vile cut her knife had left the night before. She lay there for a while and stared at him, recalling the details that made every episode so ... memorable. No two boys had ever felt alike to her. Every reminiscence of the way their lips mouthed the meaningless words they thought she wanted to hear, the way their eyes lit up when they thought they had seen into her mind with a flash of their...

I am become Nevada. by GenerationAA, literature

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I am become Nevada.

Why did she have to hurt me like that? She didn't have to. She could have taken it all back. "Pretentious." That's what she said. I let it build up inside me. I was never this violent before. It's her fault [and theirs]. But I could only let it build up inside me for so long before it pushed its way out. Pushed through the hurt and the [little box cutter in my clutched fist] gore. If she couldn't be quiet and polite, I would make her. This was my revenge. Being an eleven year old girl never felt so lovely. [The blade of this little box cutter never felt so sharp.] We were all sitting in the safety and comfort of our small desks. Everyone h...

Harlequin. by GenerationAA, literature

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Harlequin.

I'm sorry I couldn't run to you. That I couldn't move as FUCKING FAST AS YOU NEEDED ME TO. Left me in your DUST. COUGHING. GAGGING. AND PERSONALLY NOT GIVING A FUCK. Smooth as butter but dry as dirt. How many lives can you claim before you drown in the intensity of every lie ______ smile ______ kiss ______ touch ______ heart ______ ache.THE first time I felt this WAY I felt like I could kill YOU and believed it KILLED my emotions enough to heal ME.

The Tase of Death That Day by GenerationAA, literature

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The Tase of Death That Day

She stared down at the red soaked floor. The morning light same in through her sliding glass window and made it made the red look radiant and beautiful. Damnitall. She had just cleaned it, too. She heaved a shakey sigh and layed down on the cold, wooden floor next to him. His eyes were still open and wide in horror. His mouth, gaped open like a blackhole that forgot how to suck in every orb of life. The last time she saw him he was asleep, or so she thought, in her bed. He had stayed the night. She met him at the bus station where he had just got in town. Fresh off from way-the-hell-up and over the hill. He a small back pack with some clot...

Nightmares And Whispers by GenerationAA, literature

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Nightmares And Whispers

Wolf. I cried wolf.and in my anger dismay rejection objection i felt you reaching out like a lost child looking for a mother but i feel this flowing and things are growing inside my head like a parasite i can't shake i feel numb and great and i want to rip your fucking heart out and map out my ghost across the tracks of veins and show you how [i never really lost you i just lost it for awhile] i traveled every inch and found sanctuarySlide.

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About GenerationAA

Artist // Student // Varied

United States
Deviant for 19 years

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Current Residence: Houston, TX.
Favourite genre of music: Indie folk.
Favourite style of art: Black and white. Pen on paper.
Operating System: Windows 7.
MP3 player of choice: Zune.
Shell of choice: Turtle shell.
Wallpaper of choice: Some abstract ode to the Legions.
Skin of choice: Human?
Favourite cartoon character: Beetle Juice.
Personal Quote: "I wish I was disgusting. Really gross."

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvador Dali.

Favourite Movies

Cecil B. Demented

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Dresden Dolls, Herald Crow, Disco Error, Rasputina, Jack Off Jill, Tool, NIN.

Favourite Writers

Chuck Palahnuik & Carlton Mellick III

Favourite Games

Portal.

Favourite Gaming Platform

Gameboy DS.

Tools of the Trade

Notebook. BIC black ink pen. Boys.

Other Interests

misanthropy & candy & sex & violence.

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GenerationAA

Mar 4, 2009

The 100 Themes Project.

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THE 100 THEMES PROJECT:Number of artwork complete: 20/100 Start Date: November 12th, 2006 Last update: March 3rd, 2009Themes and links to art: 1. Introduction http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43003583/ 2. Introspection http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43100818/ 3. Introversion http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43256020/ 4. Flowjam http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43352473/ 5. Zaftig http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43404023/ 6. Patron Saint of Self Injury http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43404099/ 7. Nightstick http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43566598 8. Clean http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/43644682 9. The Italian...

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GenerationAA

Jan 29, 2006

I want this.

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I'll never see your fucking face again.

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Jan 25, 2006

FIFTEEN: THE GHOST TOWN.

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I've never felt so small as I do living in this town. There is nothing for me here. I don't know what or how I found myself into thinking I could start over here. I was so much better off in Ocala; I was wanted there. I've gained nothing here except the knowledge of how easily I'll let others fuck me over. No one's gotten close to me in a long time. I'm unable to put my self out there and I don't understand the people in this town. They are not the people I know and cooperate with. You have no idea how loneliness like that can eat you. You lose contact with all your emotions and you don't even know how to respond to certain situations anym...