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  • 08/11/08--02:08: Rainy Days (chan 2069363)

  • Rainy days are here to stay,  I'm feeling down, but that's okay.  Not like it matters anyway,  I'll be okay, you'll be okay.   It's just you're always on my mind,  I'm sinking deeper all the time.  It's just you're always in my head,  But you won't let yourself be mine.   Now I'm falling off my chair,  And now I'm stumbling everywhere.  Just can't connect the wires in my head,  Busy dissecting the nothings that you said.   'Cause rainy days are here to stay,  I'm feeling weird, but that's okay.  Not like it matters anyway,  We'll be okay, we'll be okay.

  • 09/01/08--00:41: GL (chan 2069363)
  • Tegaki.

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  • 09/01/08--00:43: Kakashi (chan 2069363)
  • Tegaki, a few days ago.

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  • 09/29/08--00:32: You're doing it WRONG (chan 2069363)

  • Show me longing.  Show me lust.  Show me more than these lifeless, empty kisses.  You won't resuscitate anyone with lax lips like those.   Look: boys who kiss boys who kill other boys are not going to lay there soft and sleepy like blind, newborn puppies and let you take a picture of their mouths just-brushing.  These boys are going to fuck each other's mouths with their tongues; they're going to cling and claw and fight tooth and nail for a searing glimpse of vitality, of mortality.  They won't just wear their stylish coats and stand there pantomiming feeling.  They will t

  • 10/10/08--09:51: Pixel Dump (chan 2069363)
  • (Oldest to newest)1 & 2. avatar art for LilChaosKitten_Returns on gaia3. avatar art for mokona418_new on gaia4. sample for my shop5. cake6. beer[link]

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  • 10/29/08--01:54: Late Night Love Song (chan 2069363)

  • Tap water in my coffee pot  Don't matter to me, as long as it's hot  All I want is a nice, dark brew  To keep me company while I wait for you   Wish I had an acoustic guitar  So I could play you songs thicker than tar  I'd make you weep just to hear my chords  I'd blister my fingers so you'd know I'm yours   If you were here, I'd treat you so fine  I'd make you feel happy to know that you're mine  We wouldn't need any schedules or plans  I'd cook you tomato soup out of a can   Who has need for silk sheets and fine mints?  We'd do just fine without gourmets and chi

  • 11/09/08--23:51: Karen (chan 2069363)

  • On evenings when the wind  blows hard from the Northeast,  and men with smoky breath  tell me clouds of cigarette poetry,  on nights like that, when every  drop of air I breathe reminds  me of Ginsberg Kerouac Cassady,  I sit on cold bricks and think of  you in stanzas that warm my lips.

  • 11/20/08--22:32: Hello Bodysuit (chan 2069363)
  • The colors seemed to lend themselves to the outfit...Yeah, I'm still making this little... things. And no one on Gaia is buying them, haha. Oh weeeellll. I should be doing Spanish homework inste...

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  • 11/23/08--22:19: bopx (chan 2069363)
  • *bopx's gaia avatar.

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  • 12/14/08--03:16: STARVED - YOUTH (chan 2069363)


  • 12/14/08--03:19: Cat (chan 2069363)

  • Cat meows at glass door,  Slides paw past glittering glass,  Cries for moonlight's breath.

  • 01/22/09--22:45: Ginsberg (chan 2069363)
  • PLEASE DON'T FAVE. This photo is entirely ~kagekoneko's. It's part of her photo project, themed "you can be great." I'm Allen Ginsberg, as you can see.She gave me permission to use it. See the...

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  • 01/27/09--18:50: Miss Merry May (chan 2069363)

  • Her Highness, Princess Merry May,  Declared her wish one sunny day  That she should always see a flower  And never end her garden hour.   The Queen, she cried it high and low:  Miss Merry May ought not do so!  A princess's place was on the throne,  Not in the dirt where filth was grown!  She boxed her child on the ears,  then sent her to her room in tears.   Miss Merry May, cooped up indoors,  Sat sullenly upon the floor,  But through the window of her room  Drifted the garden's sweet perfume.   Still teary-eyed, the princess knelt  To beg the heavens fo

  • 02/10/09--22:40: Dancehall Girl ID (chan 2069363)
  • Dance-Hall Girl, Arizona City, Nevada, c. 1890*guess-kun found this in her history textbook - it's essentially me in a past life. My own sister saw it and thought I'd photoshopped a pic of me to ma...

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  • 03/01/09--22:05: 1. Home (chan 2069363)


  • 03/05/09--22:18: Marika (chan 2069363)

  • We met in April of 2002 when the sky was gray and the big field at school was dry and prickly and empty.  She sat next to me.  I knew her from some of my classes.  We had honors together, so she must have been smart, but with her dull eyes and long, downturned mouth, she didn't look it.  I didn't like her because of it, but we sat and ate our sandwiches together, and her skin was pale washed out and her hair was brown like mice or wet cardboard.  I guess we got along because we started eating together a lot after that.  She invited me over to her house one day.  I was alway

  • 03/17/09--19:34: WITH A bad MAN (chan 2069363)

  • Jonny fell in love with a bad, bad man, and ever since he met him he's been sad, sad, sad. He wears glitter all around his big blue eyes and he slicks his mouth with pink shimmer and smiles all the time, but his soul is bruised and aching since David came around. They sing and dance and fuck and swallow liquid that burns bright and sharp in their throats, and David laughs and touches Jonny's cheek, kisses his hot pink mouth and presses him hard against a wall. Strobe lights flash rainbow tornados acid trip lightening and David's hand is on Jonny's thigh, sliding higher with every blast of color. Music pulses dark and carnal through walls, flo

  • 04/20/09--00:54: Cuarenta, y... Yo. (chan 2069363)

  • You,  lips and tongue  tracing the out-  lines of sound,  foreign and smooth,   You,  long-fingered scr-  awling verb forms,  tapping the board,  intoning analyses              of Storni, Allende, Martí,   You, bound by decency,  I, by youth--   My  lips parted and  my heart beat.

  • 04/29/09--01:04: Rusty Nails and Aces (chan 2069363)

  • When the Joker met Harley, she was still toeing the line between two lives, more Dr. Quinzel than Harley Quinn.  She was still Harleen the first time he saw her naked, and he used her pale body in the way he ached to use her mind, probing and hurting and thoroughly fucking.  She shook and wailed beneath him that time, clutching his shoulders and gasping his name, but the romp did nothing for him.  He had never put much weight by sensations of the flesh, had always been more of a personality man himself.   So he waited, watched, and shaped her, and that line waned until one day her dainty heels came

  • 04/30/09--01:39: Not That Crazy (chan 2069363)

  • Severus Snape is a mess.   Moreover, Severus Snape knows he's a mess, knows that students and colleagues alike see him as cruel, joyless, inhuman, and that does not matter, because he is all of those things, and he stopped denying it the day his only reason for living died.                                                             

  • 04/30/09--22:49: In the Prince's Bed (chan 2069363)


  • 05/03/09--02:06: Girls: Apart (chan 2069363)

  • History   Shayla was not Jessie's first, and she might not be her last, but she was her only.     Shadow   "How long do we have?"   Jessie craned her neck to see the clock.  "About two more hours."   "No, I mean- not until your 'rents get home.  How long do we have?  The rest of tenth grade, then Junior and Senior year, but what then?"   Jessie rolled onto her side to face Shayla.  "What about it?"   Shayla bit her lip.  "I don't want to think about losing you."   "Then don't think about it."   

  • 05/24/09--00:57: this warmth is all our own (chan 2069363)

  • Several hours later, and  we're still sprawled across  my bed, sweat-sticky limbs  intercrossed and tired,  heat pressing down on us  in waves.   The air between us shimmers,  an oasis cloaked in burgundy sheets  white quilt no pillows just us  and our arms-legs tossed together.

  • 05/31/09--02:13: she, who delights in carnage (chan 2069363)


  • 08/05/09--12:54: My heart (chan 2069363)

  • Yesterday my heart flew across the country and left the rest of my body behind.   My empty chest was a startling discovery this morning.  There wasn't a scar, but it ached, and when I slapped my knuckles on my sternum a hollow sound resounded. I had to hold my palms flat against my flesh to stop the reverberations.   I looked at the clock and saw that it was ticking while my oldest muscle was not.  I took it off the wall and held it close to that vacant space, searching for a reminder of warmth and wholeness, but it just knocked its gears together to a rhythm that was all wrong. I was incomplete.

  • 08/22/09--09:50: Orphan (chan 2069363)

  • I saw you again, and how your face had changed.  The flesh there was pale and loose,  lust(er)less and worn with more lines than I remembered.       I–                       (because it made me ache,                      deep, sour-sweet and hollow,                      to see how you

  • 10/14/09--23:04: the count and the milkmaid (chan 2069363)
  • *akufuckingroku is having a halloween contest.

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  • 10/15/09--01:27: all i need's your smile, baby (chan 2069363)

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  • 10/18/09--23:37: Lime Dragon (chan 2069363)

  • The dinosaur she fed  Followed me to bed.  He flew inside  And I cried:  "Stop! Before I'm dead!"

  • 10/23/09--22:47: cK (chan 2069363)
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  • 11/09/09--23:01: in the west (chan 2069363)
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  • 11/10/09--01:45: Misshapen Friends (chan 2069363)
  • Me, Cathy, and Daisy in our dorm. c:Also featured are our trash can and kitchen set-up.

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  • 11/16/09--18:18: Amber + Luigi (chan 2069363)
  • i luv ms paint.Gaia commission | buy from meAmber&Luigi (c) Addicted to Surgery

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  • 11/16/09--18:25: Taku Emiya (chan 2069363)
  • ;0Gaia commission | buy from meAvatar for Taku Emiya

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  • 11/16/09--18:35: Nathan x Steven (chan 2069363)
  • (DIABOLICAL) MAN LOVE.Gaia commission | buy from meNathan & Steven for Addicted to Surgery

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  • 11/18/09--20:57: hay bb (chan 2069363)
  • 'sup?Gaia commission | buy from meCharacter (c) elementcrystal

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  • 11/22/09--22:46: Lengua (chan 2069363)

  • I miss it like a lover. There is an aching, a hollowness, that fills the spaces between my ribs when I hear a whisper of its rhythm, stray theta's and erre's that make my heart stick in my throat. If I could just reach out and catch its sounds between my fingers, press them, shaking, between my lips and swallow it until it becomes a part of me again, maybe I'd feel whole.   I fucked a Mexican girl by a river. She bit my lips and drew blood, crying out in pleasure and pain beneath me.  I licked her cunt and told her, "Speak to me in Spanish." She had long, unruly hair and smooth, rounded eyelids like seashells, como conchas

  • 12/07/09--03:30: friends and lovers (chan 2069363)
  • I couldn't sleep, so I drew the couples of my bffs.

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  • 12/11/09--00:06: Snape notes (chan 2069363)
  • We were covering Chapter 18 of Business Law Today, which deals with sexual harassment issues.For what it's worth, I drew Snape before my professor started lecturing.

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  • 12/12/09--01:42: early december (chan 2069363)

  • monday- first frost.  a chilly bird sings,  heralding winter.

  • 12/25/09--00:03: Secret Santa: 5 Paper Planes (chan 2069363)

  • 1: M.I.A.    The gun was a familiar weight in Roxas's palm. He fingered the trigger, pressed the barrel against the soft underside of Axel's chin.   "I always knew you had it in you," Axel murmured.   "I know," Roxas said. The metal dug into Axel's flesh.   "See you in another life, baby."   A click, a bang, and Axel was on the floor, a tunnel the width of Roxas's fist blown out the top of his head. Roxas pushed the barrel between his own chattering teeth, bit down on the taste of steel and gun oil, and joined Axel on the floor.    2: Passing Notes    A paper

  • 02/01/10--21:03: Ma'am (chan 2069363)
  • Ma'am, CEO. Interns don't **** with her.--If you'd like to commission one of these, info is here~

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  • 04/21/10--18:15: gorgon (chan 2069363)

  • he trembled within me,  fingers fluttering like moths on my hips,  his lips mouthing soft puffs of breath,  oh, oh, as I clenched around him,   delicately as the flowers I clipped and suspended in a vase,  dandelion milk fermenting in water.

  • 05/29/10--01:49: Jungle (chan 2069363)

  • The boy Neco stood small before the great Tiger. The Tiger growled, and watched.   Neco trembled and clasped his hands. A drop of perspiration slipped down his forehead. Neco folded his legs and sat cross-legged before the Tiger, arms across his knees. He tilted his head back and bared his throat to the hungry beast.   Neco was still. The Tiger was still.   "What strange prey," the Tiger intoned in a voice like rumbling earthshakes. "You come upon me and sit, instead of running. You sit before me and wait for death while the pulse of life beats strong and red under your flesh. Why do you do this?"   Nec

  • 06/14/10--02:50: Porno (chan 2069363)

  • Click.  Roll tape.   They crawl across one another  as a mass of ants over carrion.   Lens zooms.   Under harsh light, gaping mouths  become mandibles that clash together.   Close up on silicone faces.   Passion is tossed aside like  undergarments before the camera   Increase exposure.   Chests and bellies exposed for flesh-colored  thoraces and abdomens with hard exoskeletons.

  • 06/14/10--02:58: Burning Bush (chan 2069363)

  • Bianca was nine and a half when she saw the burning bush. It looked just as the bible stories had described, a dried out tumbleweed engulfed in white and yellow flames.   She remembers that there wasn't any smoke. If there had been, her asthma would have had her on hands and knees while the sides of her throat kissed. If there had been, she might've met heaven far too soon.   "Thank you for not smoking," she said to the bush, and its white heat smiled at her.

  • 08/08/10--14:02: yay muro (chan 2069363)
  • Made with deviantART Muro

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  • 09/20/10--03:32: hielo cielo (chan 2069363)
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  • 12/03/10--01:59: Fistula (chan 2069363)

  • under swollen skin  coursed a braided riverbed,  through cusps and valleys   and over chiseled  rock, a gradual retreat  like the shift'ng of dunes

  • 12/05/10--01:03: of sleep and damp places (chan 2069363)

  • Finally, it was time.  I dragged my meager bones away, folded myself into some dark nook, and pulled a blanket of moss over me.  It grew into my skin and mud and earthworms huddled close to the warmth of my blood.  It was symbiotic.  It was beautiful.   Tiny creepers grew across my cheeks, twined around my neck and parted my lips with their acrid green vines.  My tongue lay sleeping while orchids bloomed inside my mouth, and a bloody sunset blossom crushed fragrantly against my ivory teeth.   Ants with their little hard bodies crawled between my individual eyelashes, lookin

  • 12/05/10--01:33: letting go (chan 2069363)

  • I swallowed her photograph.  It was necessary, and I took no chances with little bites.  I swallowed the picture whole, within its frame, in order to feel each of its sharp corners as my esophagus squeezed it down.  It was late Autumn then, very nearly winter, which I accepted as an explanation for all the hard edges that marked those months.  As winter wore on, I nearly grew used to the four corners that jabbed my belly.  They, and at their juncture, her, moved through my guts slowly.  It was-- strange, to track their progress within me, and to be able to map her precise location in

  • 12/07/10--02:27: Circumambulate (chan 2069363)

  • "The world will carry on  when you and I are gone."   When the golden strands of youth were cut  and the blink of red at the corner of my eye  showed itself a blossom, a bird, but not your heart,  when the flutters of spring that sang in my  core dried into a hard brown nut,  by then, I at least was gone,  and the world carried on.

  • 12/07/10--03:02: Christina (chan 2069363)

  • They dream of beauty, the  slender, pale-haired, delicate,  of glossy pages, backlit screens.   They have not heard her laugh bubble out  from tan-peach lips and friendly grin,  nor seen the sleek mahogany that furls and feathers  'round loquat cheeks and bright seed eyes.   Christina, flecks of green upon her soul,  Salt-air, cedar-wood, and desert skin,  can, with a quick and sideways smile,  rekindle daydreams tucked within.

  • 12/25/10--23:12: mu (chan 2069363)

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  • 12/26/10--22:54: Crow On Seaweed (chan 2069363)
  • A day at the beach with my dad's Nikon.

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  • 12/26/10--23:00: Bulldog Boardwalk (chan 2069363)
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  • 12/27/10--09:37: Undesireable Number One (chan 2069363)
  • What an unsavory character.make yours here.

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  • 12/29/10--19:17: slow (chan 2069363)

  • I dole out clumsy  hugs  to strangers   and   I feel dirty  all  the time

  • 02/01/11--20:37: Lost At Sea (chan 2069363)

  • It begins with a smile. Or perhaps it begins with a glance. Wherever it begins, it meets in the middle as the formation of desire. First you notice his long, scientist's hands, and some time later you notice his lips, plump as berries. This opens the floodgates, and suddenly you're aware of the coarse gold hairs on his jaw and neck and you find that you know what color his eyes are, and soon you can even identify his unique spicy odor in the house.   This is how you know you're lost, stranded, floating; thrown into the tumultuous currents of lust and love and fathomless desire where all you can do is tread water and hope he's sinkin

  • 02/03/11--00:44: Ice World (chan 2069363)

  •           A young man stood at the edge of the world.              I found him there as he was climbing down the slope, bright-eyed and beating ice crystals out of his parka.              "Are you lost?" I asked.            He stopped and looked out across the frozen sea, appearing very small and dark against the long white expanse of existence.  In this icy world we could hardly see the ocean, but sti