| Welcome to my page. I used to be =vgaer but I moved to this account on September 24th, 2009. I am sad to lose my subscription but really did not feel comfy anymore on my old account. I see it as a relic of a person I once was and prefer to keep it as a preservation of my old work. At least it will be ad-free for another nine months, right? Is it weird that whenever I think of nine months I think, "Hey, that's how long it would take to make a baby"? But I digress. Anyway, I'll be uploading new stuff once in a while, though not as often as I used to because I'm in high school now and do not have as much time on my hands and prefer to spend what free time I DO have studying. Lame, I know. You can find me on my blog, also, [link], but I'm going to try to post many of my entries there here as well, either as journals or as deviations, depending on their quality/subject matter. P.S. If anyone happens to feel like giving away a subscription, I would soooo be receptive.  |
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new year's revelationsI rang in the new year with a typed-out version of the guttural scream of the fuck word I would have given had my entire family not been in the next room. I asked permission from the moderator in the dA chatroom I was in, as all-capitals, violent cursing, and irrelevant shouting were generally not allowed. The catharsis, however, seemed necessary. I was having a shitty shit shithole of a night, and I needed somewhere to express it. After this I returned to my family, played at having a fun night with Scrabble, thanking the stars for the concealing panes of my glasses, hiding tears. Whennew year's revelations
by ~minifeminist
lemon-aidethe drink they gave us was made with real lemons according to a best guess which for me was usually second-rate but we drank heartily and I think they slipped a happiness drug in it because I never had such a great party before or since—lemon-aide
god, what a pretty sun rising up behind our laughs couldn’t see so well but I felt warmth and our lost souls were pretty well in harmony, I mean, when you think about something like that— it’s not something so easy to achieve,
a harmony of Souls as they might say, I guess for just a few corporeal failures we did
by ~minifeminist
trying to be prettythis is a quiet acknowledgement of running a hand over skin to see if it is soft and over a body to see if it is full and of measuring the size but more importantly the consistency of breasts and of taking close-ups at odd angles to trick the camera into believing someone is beautifultrying to be pretty
this is a quiet breaking of an unwritten rule to keep things silent that should not have to be silent to put on paper the things that happen behind closed curtain, under insulating cover. to hide the moments of just trying to convince oneself of those words oft-touted by the overconfid
by ~minifeminist
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Far AwaySometimes we grow up like this: gyroscopic, like sunflowers, our faces turning towards the sun. And the sun is more than a ball of burning gas. The sun is warm and bright and alive. And we are warm and bright and alive.Far Away
I am no bloom. Wings do not rely on the kindness of strangers. But sometimes they will tell you that people aren’t things you can own. They will tend to the flowers, they will lean into the garden, prune dead leaves and reshape innocent bushes. Their sweat will drip into your faces, my
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mindy_12by *itsajackal
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you get thrown curveballs left and right, and that's just the way it goes.
-Andrew Mcmahon
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you get thrown curveballs left and right, and that's just the way it goes.
-Andrew Mcmahon
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you get thrown curveballs left and right, and that's just the way it goes.
-Andrew Mcmahon
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you get thrown curveballs left and right, and that's just the way it goes.
-Andrew Mcmahon
haaaa i saw you today. i was also having the worst day ever and really wanted to get out of there. xD so yah.
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you get thrown curveballs left and right, and that's just the way it goes.
-Andrew Mcmahon
i totally understand that. i think we've all had those days...
yeah we have...i mean every once in a while there's a day where you just feel like death...
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you get thrown curveballs left and right, and that's just the way it goes.
-Andrew Mcmahon
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