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O me! O Life!
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Diego's Tale
Diego woke up very excited one Friday morning. It was the day his mother promised to take him to the market to buy new clothes and to drop off a letter to his dad who was then working in Japan. He made his bed, ate breakfast, brushed his teeth, helped his mother with her chores, and then took a bath. He did them all very quickly. He could not contain his excitement so much that he kept running around the house singing while he waited. They stepped off the bus an hour later. Diego was amazed by all the sights, smells, and sounds. Everywhere he looked, people were milling about--it was so busy, so full of life. After they finished dropping o
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Dazzled
There was that dream again. She always had it when she was young, visiting her almost every night. Then they stopped, when she had other things to worry about. The day her grandfather died they came back. And now, on the very first night she slept in her old room, in the manor she inherited from her grandfather, there it was again. She woke up, gasping for breath, like she was so tired from running. But that was what her dream is about. Running around the big house, through the corridors she knew most, past the portraits of bored-looking ancestors, into the large door to his grandfather's study. At that point in the dream she would only b
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Dear girl I slept with last week
Dear girl I slept with last week, I'm sorry I called you that. In my defense it was the most remarkable thing I remember about you. It's funny how the alcohol fucked my brain up that night, and the first time by the way. I want you to know I'm not at all proud of it. I kind of want to talk to you. Well I'm talking now, am I not? But I want to talk to you in person and apparently the problem is that I do not remember fully who you are, which leaves me in the unfortunate position to label us as 'not talking anymore'. And always, that's sad. I keep on hating how lopsided and disheveled my thoughts were when the alcohol was losing effect. The m
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At First Sight
I wasn't aware of anything for a long moment but that loud, deafening sound. It was as if a thousand cannons fired just a foot away from me, second, by second, by second, and all at the same time. For me, it was the sound of death. It was my heart, pounding so hard I feared it could have burst. I think I know her--probably in one of my classes or clubs. I only vaguely notice her. I think it was her hair or her neck that gives me that of recognition when I see her somewhere else but that was the first time I really looked at her, took all of her in. I looked at her features, one by one. Her hair. It reminds me of the great sea--dark, rippling
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Beauty is grotesque and irregular
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O me! O Life!
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Diego's Tale
Diego woke up very excited one Friday morning. It was the day his mother promised to take him to the market to buy new clothes and to drop off a letter to his dad who was then working in Japan. He made his bed, ate breakfast, brushed his teeth, helped his mother with her chores, and then took a bath. He did them all very quickly. He could not contain his excitement so much that he kept running around the house singing while he waited. They stepped off the bus an hour later. Diego was amazed by all the sights, smells, and sounds. Everywhere he looked, people were milling about--it was so busy, so full of life. After they finished dropping o
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Dazzled
There was that dream again. She always had it when she was young, visiting her almost every night. Then they stopped, when she had other things to worry about. The day her grandfather died they came back. And now, on the very first night she slept in her old room, in the manor she inherited from her grandfather, there it was again. She woke up, gasping for breath, like she was so tired from running. But that was what her dream is about. Running around the big house, through the corridors she knew most, past the portraits of bored-looking ancestors, into the large door to his grandfather's study. At that point in the dream she would only b
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Dear girl I slept with last week
Dear girl I slept with last week, I'm sorry I called you that. In my defense it was the most remarkable thing I remember about you. It's funny how the alcohol fucked my brain up that night, and the first time by the way. I want you to know I'm not at all proud of it. I kind of want to talk to you. Well I'm talking now, am I not? But I want to talk to you in person and apparently the problem is that I do not remember fully who you are, which leaves me in the unfortunate position to label us as 'not talking anymore'. And always, that's sad. I keep on hating how lopsided and disheveled my thoughts were when the alcohol was losing effect. The m
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At First Sight
I wasn't aware of anything for a long moment but that loud, deafening sound. It was as if a thousand cannons fired just a foot away from me, second, by second, by second, and all at the same time. For me, it was the sound of death. It was my heart, pounding so hard I feared it could have burst. I think I know her--probably in one of my classes or clubs. I only vaguely notice her. I think it was her hair or her neck that gives me that of recognition when I see her somewhere else but that was the first time I really looked at her, took all of her in. I looked at her features, one by one. Her hair. It reminds me of the great sea--dark, rippling
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bloofin raw
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humor me murder me
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I thought I knew my death.
I thought I knew my death. He grabbed my heart one day and squeezed tightly, banded fear wrapping its way around my body and terrorizing the air from my lungs. "Not..Like..This.." I would gasp, thinking that there must be some better way out. I would start to beg but it would soon be over. He'd release me and my body would give up. There would be nothing left to say. I thought I knew my death. She would slip into the shadows some months before I thought my time was up. She would slowly take my memories for my own, replacing them with child's talk and nonsensical things. "Oh please, won't somebody help me." It would be a rhetoric, although I
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Save The Whales
"You know what?" "No, what?" "We should never fall in love." "Huh? Why?" "Well, it's simple, really." "Explain it to me, then." "We're opposites, you and me. You're the sun, I'm the moon. You are day, I am night. You're warm and you beat with the vitality of life. I'm pretty chilly and I beat my fists against the mirror for showing me reality instead of dreams." "I still don't quite understand." "I am a dreamer, and you are a dream." "Thanks, I guess." "No, listen--you're like the people who say 'save the whales'. You want to save the world, you want to do some good. You want to make a change, make a difference. And me... well, I'm
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Devious Journal Entry
Getting Past the Insecurities You can never be anyone else, you can only be yourself. And though it's part of the bitter reality that some people are way beyond your measure, you should never ever copy them for exactly how they are or even do things just because they do it. Be yourself. Make others as an inspiration but never be a copy cat of one person just to be accepted by another. You are also one unique individual. You yourself should never take that away from you. Others who want to be a part of your life should damn well accept the best and the worst you can give. If you try to be another person, you'll end up getting really tired and
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What's my style?
I have known this site for years but I have only been three weeks as a member on DA. I'm loving it. I have always wondered what kind of visual art fits me since I'm really not the "artist" gal at school. I'm just the doodling-at-the-back-of-my-notebook type of student. And so I searched and searched for a lot of genre and looked and looked up a lot of people--whacking my brains out while all along, I have been doing stuff with shapes that turn out to be (well, in my opinion) cute. I have searched for themes which I think are cool, tried some and then got tired. So i just decided I would not try to be cool. I would just do stuff that reflect
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LauriKortelainen|Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you for the watch! :)
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Caramelxcore|Professional Digital Artist
I think it's time to upload some new stuff baby
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Thank you for the fav, I appreciate it!
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QueerAngel8900|Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the watch :D
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Caramelxcore|Professional Digital Artist
Congrats on submitting your first artworks, I love you bhe!
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