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Untitled (Little Christmas Poem) by LuvSyc, literature

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Untitled (Little Christmas Poem)

The stockings were hung and we had had our fun this Christmas was not like the rest It's us by ourselves, we've built some new shelves this Christmas I truly feel blessed & I'm not talking to God, flee the thought of that fraud,I stand infront of something that's true, and whether it be just for now, or I linger here forever the one I'm infront of is you.

Introduction: Rhia Foxxwood by LuvSyc, literature

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Introduction: Rhia Foxxwood

'From a tender age, I knew I was loved. I could feel it. They would murmur it with funny or soft emotional faces every day, until I grew to obtain the knowledge of words. Then they would tell me. 'From an early age, I felt I was different. Every child experiences it, but I didn't exactly feel like it was within the ways or experiences inwhich I did. 'Steven Warner was an okay kid. We often would share juice boxes by the blue slide during recess. No big deal, but we were friends. Until one day, I felt like I saw him for who he really was, or rather, who he would turn out to be. And it was a shame, because only at the age

Truth was.... by LuvSyc, literature

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Truth was....

The truth was, I didn't want to relax, I didn't want to settle down. And I sure as hell didn't want to be sober. I wanted to feel free and with you, as I once did, seemingly not long ago. When I would catch you trying to sneak looks and possibly fantasy. I missed the rush of feeling accepted amongst so many others, I was finally this character I had always mindfully practised to be. I wanted sex in public places because we were so high with emotion and lust. No words, just sounds, gasps and cries. Cries that let you know that I wasn't just another harlotte. That this was real, despite such a decision so quickly in meeting. And despite

So Hungry by LuvSyc, literature

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So Hungry

We started to kiss, but it was more of an attack as I remember never having my hands clamor so fast and surely. We then were tasting, as if it was some sort of vicious, animalistic race to see who could devour who first. I finally had to pull back; I had to breath, but he wouldn't let me. So I wouldn't let him, and grew even more hungry. "I want to…- I’m going to fucking devour you.." He bellowed, almost roughly as he then broke out of embrace, and began to move down. "So hungry…" Kiss after soft, slow dragging kiss, I felt my stomach flutter uncontrollably. "Then eat."

I bought you a beer, I got your text by LuvSyc, literature

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I bought you a beer, I got your text

It couldn't be explained, the immense embarrassment he felt. "It wasn't meant for you. I meant a different Simon." The boy's expression long lingered, as if expecting him to know he should have left right away; annoyed. And as the words fully registered, all he could do was muster a nod of petrified, and all together, confused acceptance. He understood perfectly, he was used to this. After all, a night out with friends definitely seemed too good to be true.

Sweater Weather Rendition by LuvSyc, literature

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Sweater Weather Rendition

...And all I am is a girl so I’ll keep digging deeper; hide myself from the world Don’t like them sweets, big ice or pearls Not one of those plastic high maintenance girls Tug the sleeve of your sweater I wanna feel closer to the sound of your voice emotional roller coaster touch my neck and I’ll touch yours yeah you love those little high waisted shorts oh~ . . . He don’t know what I think about and what I think about, he won’t know not now, one love; two mouths just don’t find out, all the things I doubt everything inside that you wouldn't want to figure out, no . . . ‘Cause you’re too bold

Fix Me (Glaciers) by LuvSyc, literature

Bird Song Rendition by LuvSyc, literature

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Bird Song Rendition

An old friend, like a bird flu by and I felt my chest flutter like her wing and she started to sing Sing- she sang of the missed years asked how I had been And in that moment I wondered why I’d been living not caring if I died I had grown to be cold So hostile and thin And if I probably could I would do it again I begged her Come now quick, inside the house I’ve all these problems; pour them out into your ears, you’ll know no doubt how sad I’ve been, I roam about I don’t know who I’d rather be The one who flaunts nothing or ‘Look at me!’ I take too much should throw it away But God only knows

Freestyle lolz by LuvSyc, literature

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Freestyle lolz

Traded in them tits for ribs it don’t feel as nice though we got the minds of savage kids not willing to be happy with ourselves and express what we already know So I guess I’ll sit here n’ spit Like I’m hot, like I’m the shit to get away from how I really feel gonna drown my mind in somethin’ real fuckin’ dangerous, but not too much though I wanna get mine fuck that money up before I go, yo (Go, go . . . Go) to the highest supplied with the finest of greenery in the world letchur mind unfurl to the side thats feelin’ you the most And coast. Tryna live the dream. That’s alla’it.

Long Live the Queen by LuvSyc, literature

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Long Live the Queen

And as the two individuals of immortality finally parted ways- perhaps even after hundreds of years of fighting for something, that neither one could really explain anymore, she stopped, taking a moment to watch his broad frame almost fade out and away into the distance. And as the last little bit of inked colour from the last little peek of his flesh existed visible, Elizabeth could proudly say, that for once, this time, this final and one last time, she would be okay. After all, a man was a man, and her husband was her husband. This meaning, one would have certainly been too lazy to pack all of his belongings himself. And she didn&rs

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3:44AM by ampersand-asterisk, literature

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3:44AM

Three forty four. At three forty four he awoke, Scratching his head, he arose from his dampened sheets. Cold, flat footsteps proceeded towards a small and empty kitchen. The footsteps stopped near an old oak cabinet. A cabinet with a rugged exterior, rusted hinges, and pealing wood stain. Slender but shaking fingers grasped the handles, desperately flinging them open. Three shelves inside. One shelf with assorted vodkas, (none of them being of high quality variety) and the second shelf with cheap and clouded bottles of rum. The third shelf teetered and sloped in an unsteady fashion. None the less, there were six glasses that rested

Monster Chapter 1: The Lunenbell by KiaDraven, literature

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Monster Chapter 1: The Lunenbell

September. The air was warm and dry in New York. Even with the bays in Daggerwood, It felt as if the usual lush city was now desert land. The whole area filled with chirping, as the birds sung in delight from the few large bird baths sat out across the way from the apartment window.. The chirping faded to background noise, as the TV hummed to life and Kia bustled from room to room, getting prepared for the day. The apartment was a small bachelor, that mainly consisted of the living room. The living room was comfortable, and spacious, with large arched windows that overlooked the prestigious Golden Lake Golf Club, that directly faced this unit. The godly décor, that rose as high as the second story apartment window, was offsetting, compared to the comforts this flat offered but it kept the area relatively cheap for rent and scores of privacy. Many breeds of birds came for the baths and nearby woods. Though windows and cars were always at risk of damage from prestigious rich folks

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I feel Frosty by LuvSyc, literature

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I feel Frosty

You walk tall with your boots n' spurs, but it hides how lonely you really are, much like the perfect spread of make up, plastered across a chiseled face so full of fake fuckin confidence even the head douche bag of the football team is fooled. You get by Julian, but how far? Far enough to make it home, wipe off the lie and then do what? Sit with poised composure while you try so perfectly to roll that green little self saver of whatever real confidence and belief in yourself that you have left. Crush up and or swallow the little yellow pills of relaxed sunshine and waste another lonely night water-logged, sitting just on the outside of dank

I feel Frosty

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Artist // Hobbyist // Traditional Art

Canada
Deviant for 13 years
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I enjoy writing, the occassional doodle or photoshoot.

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Cho

Favourite Movies

Trainspotting. August Rush. Jackie Brown. Pulp Fiction.

Favourite TV Shows

Dexter. Archer. AHS.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

First Aid Kit.MØ.Lana Del Rey.Chelsea Wolfe.Tool.Stevie Nicks.Florence Welch.

Favourite Books

Blackwood Farm. Lestat.

Favourite Gaming Platform

Super Nintendo

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Jun 6, 2012

57: Fake and Gay

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Something that's been really bothering me lately on DA. Fakes. People who submit and take credit for work that is obviously not theirs. But what pisses me off even more are smart fakes. People who take the time to collect pictures of people with similar body types and try to pass it off as their own photography. Just because you STEAL a picture that is not yours, and soften the fuck out of it, doesn't make it you. Not naming any names or anything, because I don't believe in calling a someone out unless I have absolute proof. But I just think it's pretty sad that some people have nothing better to do than to make a name for yourself by being a

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May 20, 2012

56: Del Rey.Sheehan and Sunny Days- just to name a

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Sunny days, folks! That's what Halifax has been full of recently, and I couldn't be any more happy...er :p I haven't exactly been busy, like usual, mostly just in a rut, feeling super blahhh, work had me on a bunch of night shifts, which I can not standd D8< However I have designed a couple new characters which, when and if I get a hold of access to a scanner again I will post up! I've already posted a short introduction to two of them, whichhh you should check out! I've been listening to a some new music in which I've stumbled upon. You should definitely check those artists out as well! First being Lana Del Rey. I don't think I've ever list

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Apr 13, 2012

55: Bday, Submissions, Party time, facebook SUCKS

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Hello my lovies! Seems like a while since I've written a journal entry. I feel like I've been busy the past two weeks...guess I was? :P  What with my birthday being on Teusday ...visiting family! Also! If you've cared to notice I have a couple new stories up! Yayyyy for submissions! <3 I always feel somewhat more productive when I submit things :B So my birthday party is tonight...and I just have one thing to say. FUCK YOU FACEBOOK. Honestly...okay so here's what happened. My birthday events been active since like..last month. and I CLEARLY set it for start time: Friday @ 9pm, end time: Saturday @ 1am. I know for an obvious fact I put tha