Julia
Ice Always MeltsIce always melts. No matter how much one tires to keep something in its frozen state, it will melt. It can happen over a long period of time or in a matter of minutes. You're always left with a puddle of liquid in the end. What if this ice was preserving something? No, not preserving, freezing it, willing it to die. Wishing for the cold to eternally keep it still. What if you stuck it in the freezer and said good-bye? But what if for some reason, the freezer died? Or for some reason, you wanted to look at this frozen object one last time? What if the room is warm, too warm? The ice will melt, and you are distraught. &nbIce Always Melts
Rest in peace dear catShe was sixteen this year. She didn't eat enough. She was deaf. She couldn't move with out being in pain. She was always sick. She didn't have much left in her. We all knew it was coming sooner or later; she was pretty old after all. Some of us wanted her gone because of the messes and stinks she left in our rooms. Some of us pleaded for her to stay; she had been with us all her life, she was theirs. But today, she's gone. Just gone. Nickel the cat was gone. I am the only kid in my family that remembers Nickel being a kitten. I was still very young, but I remember. She and her brother Dickens would sit behind me in my chair as I aRest in peace dear cat
The Last NightI sighed as I watched the others on the dance floor together with their boyfriends or girlfriends, dancing the night away. I always thought it was beautiful and romantic, but I knew such stuff like that wouldn’t happen to me. I sighed once again, and looked over at my crush, Jacob. In the dark, his hazel brown eyes glowed, and his smile made the entire darkness in the room seem like it was daylight.The Last Night
I wish he knew just how much I like him… I leaned my head against the wall, curling up my fists. I hated being in love. It was so hard. Especially when you’re me. I was nobody. He was a somebody. He was popular. He had everyt
I'm Kristy, I'm a synesthete, I'm not exactly normal, I'm amazing, I'm a failure. I draw, play piano and alto sax, write, compose, and think alot. I take pictures where ever I go and forget almost nothing. I am me  (and by the way, the picture says synesthesia super hero. stupid thing cut off the hero  ) |
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Your work is very good, and your photography is experimental, while still keeping a distinct style. Great to see a fellow Pepsi lover too.
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Life is like a zombie attack: escape is never an option.
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365Tomorrows - A new piece of short SciFi fiction each day
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dA is for the literary arts, too.
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~Pepsi and Skittles = my drugs~
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365Tomorrows - A new piece of short SciFi fiction each day
^lovetodeviate : Resources for Writers
dA is for the literary arts, too.
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~Pepsi and Skittles = my drugs~
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365Tomorrows - A new piece of short SciFi fiction each day
^lovetodeviate : Resources for Writers
dA is for the literary arts, too.
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A shot of insanity? Sure I'll have one of those
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