Beginning of a story I am working onWell, this is very in the raw, and not exactly good, sort of a scramble of my thoughts in a pathetic attempt to weave into a story of some sort. I know I have been lacking in submissions lately, I don't have photoshop at the moment and I don't have a working scanner to upload my photography, so I thought I would put up the first bit of a raw rough story idea I have. Here it is, it isn't good and it is only the first tiny bit unedited.
Life in my town feels like you are walking around on sedatives and everyone around you is so diluted by the American cliché that you just wake up day after day just hoping something tragic will happen so that people can snap out of their walking comas and show some sign of humanity.
Sounds harsh I know, but when you get to a point where you can’t tell the days apart because every day you wake up and every day the same thing happens, you begin to get almost jaded and just hope for something, anything, to happen.
School is like a nature show, man at his most barbaric of states and survival of the fittest at its peak. Only the strong survive, find a pack, the weak get left behind, picked off one by one. You know how it goes. Just picture any of the mind numbing nature videos or slide shows you had to sit through when you were in science going through high school, replace the animals with humans, the beautiful landscapes with a brick building lit by the wonders of fluorescent lights, and the literal eating of other species with the different cliques feeding off one another’s fears and you have the wonders of my high school.
When I am walking through my school I wonder if we really have actually evolved, or if our tools were just evolving. You often think that the only reason we are the most dominant creature on the planet is just merely because we have opposable thumbs and walk on two feet instead of four.
Member of: (yes I decided to be like everyone else and join a club....)
Splendid people who watch me who you should all take a gander at:
Talented deviants you should look at:
A bit lonely
We are a club for an upcoming goth/alternative comic called "Indigo Sky"...it is of interest to Cure fans as the main character is raaather obsessed with the band, and indeed, Robert Smith.
The comics and story are both littered with Cure-isms and lyrics.
We need all the promotion we can get, so I hope you say yes
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"She likes running her hands through his hair when they are kissing, although, to her annoyance, it often tangles up in her slender fingers and makes him whimper inside her mouth."
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"Art is vice, you dont marry legitmately, you ravish it" -Degas
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"For i am the cat who walks by himself, and all places are a like to me"- Rudyard Kipling
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Aleinn Á Ný
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I'm always looking for models (male/female, any age), if you'd like to help out in anyway, let me know. Bear in mind I work from Southampton/London and the South East. [link]
Cheers, Cliff.
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"The ready availability of suicide, like sex and alcohol, is one of life's basic consolations."
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im now gone from DA (08/23/05)....
later.
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