UninspiredTrying to write, but all that comes out of my head is of poor quality in both writing style and content. I got no clue.
So, no new work up now, probably not for a while.
Whatever.
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What is Love?“…it’s like, man, I loved her.” My friend has been ranting about his most recent breakup for 30 minutes and my patience had already been wearing thin, and it’s about this point of a conversation with my friend that my patience snaps and I decide to give him so food for thought that would shut him up. If you asked me why I picked now to stop him, it is because I don’t need to listen to him slaughter a word that most people reserve for serious relationships, which the one he is currently narrating I know was not. So, rather than tell him off, I simply asked him to define the word “love.” The answer waWhat is Love?
by ~SmirkingSilhouette
Forget It...There is a boy walking down the sidewalk of some buzzing city, his quick movements are characteristic of an anxious mind, but no one notices as the excitement and vigor of the day numbs his whirling brain. Taking two right turns, hopping a fence, and knocking on a door, a familiar face appears. He sighs relief as a girl greets him at the door, and the two walk across to a river which reflects the setting sun. They both sit down on a patch of dry grass. She starts talking but her words don’t register in his brain, all he knows is that her words and voice are soothing to his guarded but aching head. &Forget It...
by ~SmirkingSilhouette
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.My own Neverland.You, in some unforseen way were Peter Pan, and I was somehow your Wendy..My own Neverland.
The first moment that I saw you I was entranced by your alluring, boyish charm. The way that your eyes shone with a childish playfulness captivated every second of my day. Stories up on stories I would tell myself of us, all elaborate and adventerous; but they were only stories. They were stories, until you showed me how to fly.
We flew to a land of magic and mystery, where every step that I took was a new adventure, every step was a journey into the unknown. There were mermaids and faries, pirates and indians; everything that you could po
by ~CynicalSoul
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- Current Residence: U.S.
- Interests: Music, writing, computers, sports in general
- Favourite movie: Finding Neverland
- Favourite band or musician: Bruce Springsteen
- Favourite genre of music: Indie Rock
- Favourite artist: Yeats
- Favourite poet or writer: Emerson/Yeats
- Favourite style of art: Writing (prose)
- Operating System: Linux! (but I use XP)
- MP3 player of choice: iPod (I'm a sellout)
- Shell of choice: Three red turtles
- Wallpaper of choice: Fractals
- Skin of choice: Default
- Favourite game: Half Life 2
- Favourite gaming platform: PC or N64 (I'm old skool)
- Favourite cartoon character: Arnold, from Hey Arnold!
- Personal Quote: "Speak your latent conviction" or "carry your letter of resignation in your back pock
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, paper, keyboard (which dosn't belong?)
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Who am I? I am the questions lingering in your head, the switch whichs turn light into dark, i am..... THE EVIL GENIUS
oo! can i create an avatar for UU??? that would be cooool.
mainly cuz i'm bored.
and oh yeah, i'm working on summer.
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