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AGE: 17
LOC: Australia
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: September 10

Okay. Description of self.

I’m never really good at this.

Physical stats:
Female, blonde hair, blue eyes, fair complexion…really hot shoulders. I love my shoulders.

Other (less tangible) stats:
1) Weird sense of humour (I’m an idiot savant. More testicles on fire, please).
2) A dark, serious side that hardly ever comes out except when I write – poetry, stories or otherwise. I’m not trying to make myself sound mysterious, there’s just a lot about me that even I don’t know about.
3) An extreme fondness for chocolate.

Uh, that’s about it.

Nice to meet you.

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Version 1
11 Reviews   3 Comments
apart, isolated, misunderstood, unforgiven. a flash of red in a grey sea. diamond in a fish tank, hidden among the pebbles. another language, another species, lion falling in love with the lamb. fragment. feeding the worm, making it real by living side by side. such unusual, lonely thoughts. where is the point in unappreciated uniqueness? theory of relativity. who is the observer? why is there so much comfort in familiarity? one piece, taken at a time, makes the whole eventually meaningless. ...
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Poetry / Sweet Deceit
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Oh, sweet deceit, How lovely you are, To leave me reeling on my feet But with nary a scar. How God must love you To let you stay here, You do battle with truth And you meddle with fear. Oh, sweet deceit, Look how far you’ve come. You’ve left scratches on many – And gashes in some.
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their twisting curling mildly erotic dances thrill me with their gaseous yet liquid flow i sit mesmerised by the impossibility of what i see for no human being was ever blessed with such flexibility as is the stuff of these dancers and most definitely even if we were no magic could make us as graceful the night sky twinkles and winks behind their mysterious veils as shapes shift my spirits lift so ends the battle of wills white and grey and slow and quick the artless curls the endless whirls ...
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Poetry / For Granted
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The day’s not particularly bright, It’s quite cloudy, in fact. But I think that I might Just be able to enjoy it. The grass is not particularly green, It’s a little yellow, in fact. So what, it’s not fertilised, I can live with that. Nothing here is perfectly pure – The tank is growing mould, the house is getting old; But I think that that’s alright, It’s not the ugliest sight. My possessions are in the majority second-hand, I’m not the most beautiful in all the land, But I can enjoy the wave...
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*I* Red numbers flicker On the clock’s display. Here comes The Witching Hour. *II* Their eyes are clouded – How do they see? But I feel That they stare at me. *III* Begone, that foul fiend Which gives me the night scares And horrible doubts.
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Flash Fiction / Para Abuelita
A lovely piece of writing, nothing wrong with it structurally - but it kind of failed to catch my interest straight away. I'm not sure if it's something to do with your writing or just my individual taste, however, so don't take me too seriously. Good luck with your writing!
Wow. Way to grab a reader's attention.
Crime, Thrillers & Mystery / Twisted Oak Chapter Six
Wow. I came into this story from this chapter, not knowing anything that had happened previously, and now I'm tempted to go and read the rest. Very well written, with balanced tension. You have me interested, which is always the biggest hurdle for a writer...
Limericks / On Gimmericks
I loved this. Amusing, follows rhyme and rhythm patterns, everything the under-appreciated limerick should be. *applauds*
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Limericks / On Gimmericks
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