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confessions of a compulsive liaract i
tongue tasting of metallic and
words as sharp as knives.
i know my way around. 
it makes you look like
a fool. 
i can't remember the last time
we talked but it must've been the 
last time i cared.
you used to be carefree and kind.
now you're another paperboy. 
yes, im not one to talk. 
i haven't been as real as i 
claim to be. 
not since the summer of 2012,
back when the world was my oyster
(and you were all just merely background
characters that i hoped would die off like
those in Harry Potter)
you haven't stayed around me for
much longer, instead it's with that
faux brunette
was it something i didn't say 
convincingly enough?
act ii
ive addressed many letters to you
with blood for ink and tear stained
parchment
i like to play pretend that we drifted.
i know you couldn't deal anymore. 
its funny how you would always find 
a way to put the blame on me.
you were always perfect.
but achilles, i will be the one to stab
in (formerly Friday Night Features)
from florida with loveyou are an unstable constant in my life
there is no promise of you in daybreak
and there is no lingering trace of you at night.
for three years of my life you were there
i could depend on you to house me
to feed me, to take care of me. 
but then i left because i didn't know
i didn't know what it would be like away
from your blistering chill and your great cooking. 
i have returned to you twice a year
ten years i hope you'll accept me once more
one week i hope it can feel natural again.
you send me away with bags packed and car humming
you do not plead for me to stay by your side
you leave no parting words between us. 
i cry for you every week and i'm not ashamed
i curse you before i sleep, clutching my pillow
and before i sleep i smell the garlic and coffee scent. 
i do not love the paradise you love
i hate the palm trees and i hate the sun
i hate hurricane season and i hate sandy beaches. 
i love the snow you complain about
i love burnt tongues from too hot ho
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Hometown GlorySecrets are left underneath every cover.
They lie hidden, holding potential to kill.
Reputations shattered and venom spat.
The things this place could tell.
Underneath the glits and glamor
of a small town, there must lie the
deceit and hate of all forgotten places.
For this is how the world must turn.
Schools present themselves first,
in their shining glory and whispers
of a great education for young minds.
Things that could never be so.
Restaurants lay cozy beside.  
Chefs bustling in and out food
To await local critics, starving.
While poisoned food awaits.
Dozens of shops line streets,
neon opening signs making
it seem almost Vegas-like.
Where both has unsuspicious thieves.
And in the heart, it's glorious
heart is the "true" corruption.
"Gentlemen's Club" sign flashes.
But like everywhere else in town,
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love doesn't come with a get out of jail free card0. 
Love
was supposed to mean
holy matrimony
and not
despising
the body next to you.
Love
wasn't meant to be
broken promises,
lying
about if it's a friends house
or your current affair.
Love
shouldn't withstand this - 
and it sure as hell wouldn't - 
if we (i) could try
honesty.
1.
Scurry to lock the door.
Toy-of-the-week has arrived.
Cover Barbies eyes.
We're doing thing she and Ken
could only dream about. 
I'm plastic and you're
perfectly chiseled to fit 
my plastic dreams. 
Rush out the window.
Put the ring back on.
Return to the kitchen.
Cover up sex with Chanel.
["You seem happier."]
("I met up with a friend.")
2. 
Bottles
of alcohol
beging to clutter
the floors of the office. 
Cigar
slipped between finger and
trigger.
Escape.
Sweet escape in the arms
of cheap booze and tobacco. 
Survive one more night,
one more lie. 
This is what suburbias about,
right?
3. 
Crack of a whip.
Bruises to show.
Love games can only
go so far befor
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hungry is synonymous for weaki measure my worth
in pounds and ounces
reflected 
by the glow of
my bathroom scale. 
refuse to eat
too much
even when
my stomach yearns
for the satisfaction
of a real meal. 
50 crunches
2300 calories 
becomes
100 crunches
2000 calories
i was never
pretty
beautiful
hot
or stunning
when my BMI
was insanely high.
as i lose
weight
(control)
i gain
friends
confidence
(concern)
skip breakfast
granola for lunch
and vegetables for dinner.
am i pretty enough yet?
count each calorie
i insert
if it reaches 1000
i've had too much.
restrict
restrict
restrict



    a
        t
is a four letter word
that i constantly
obsess over.
reject the chocolate
be proud of the prominent
collar bones
hip bones
cheek bones
thin and skinny 
mean well 
when you become others
(th)inspiretation
no one suspects
problems like this
from
the star athlete
the class genius
the brilliant actress
they expect it from
the ba
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american dreamMy father was spoon-fed 
the American Dream,
chin dripping Old Glory,
from the day he was born. 
He regurgitates lessons 
from past generations
about how fortunate we are here,
in the land of opportunity, dreams,
freedom.
A bug immigrant grandparents caught
in the wake of wars and poverty
that soon infected their children.
That later blinded my father. 
My mother - an immigrant
with anger in her veins and
the truth in her gut - 
never got bit. 
She saw through the lies,
the puppets on strings,
fighting them with words and expressions.
She pleads the first. 
And for years we have tried
to remove the veil from his eyes
and awaken his senses.
He never sees.
He never sees how
opportunity turned to debt
dreams are in the forms of welfare checks
freedom has never been for the masses. 
There is no more opportunity
when jobs cannot be created
and forty-somethings return to their parents.
There's no room for dreams
when money must be made
and the bills ar
in Faves-Of-The-Week!Welcome to FOTW! I'm sorry this is so late. I spilled coffee on my computer a few days back and it is fried. So I have limited time to post or find faves. Let's dive right in. 

I loved the honest integrity of this piece, though it may seem strange to say. There's a ridiculously small amount of writers willing to admit being favorable to what most of the world might consider 'geeky'...but is simply just a different personality. The subtle humor in this poem was refreshing and heartwarming. Very nicely done. 

Again, I love the 'crazy God' complex. At times, I agree with this poem completely. There's an all knowing being out there that supposedly knows everything that is and was and shall be, but he still let's all this f*cked up stuff happen to us and to the world around us. "With such a beautifully sadistic sense of humor." God as a sadist. Yes, I completely agree. Wonderful work. 
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theres a reason lust was a sinlights off
doors locked
she knows he's here.
she can smell the
selfish desire
on his breath.
as he has his way,
she shuts her eyes.
she can't see him,
he can't see her. 
just like it always is.
just like he prefers. 
it isn't fair
her cries are silent,
unheard,
and she loses feeling of
everything. 
eyes shoot open.
pain.
eyes roam up.
plastic glowing stars.
black.
only her mind. 
she imagines floating,
bouncing from cloud
to cloud.
(she imagines drowning,
the cold, the cool,
sweet relief)
she hears birds.
wings spread
soaring high.
(she thinks clipped wings,
never able to fly
again)
she tastes red.
cherries, cola,
metallic. 
(she craves red.
she craves metal and
sharp edges)
she dreams of tomorrow,
one without
anything.
(she waits for tomorrow
one with
control)
down in wonderlandyou were king.
a god amongst men,
ruling with easy smiles,
friendly eyes,
and gentle authority. 
we were weak.
spineless creatures, mortals.
bending to every whim,
every whisper,
of those far greater. 
the world was viewed from
rose-colored lenses whenever
you decided to grace us
with your humble
presence.
how we would cheer.
we would bow,
kiss the dirt at your boot.
pathetic. 
lips touching dust always
a l w a y s
left a bitter taste. 
we were revolutionaries.
your reign was tight.
you took what women you pleased,
killed the men that were threats.
if it wasn't yours
oh, 
how you longed for it.
(only if it was hand delivered
on a gold platter
inscribed with the finest jewels)
we grew weary.
we were overworked,
hungry.
the lens began to slip off.
everything was seen in green.
green for disease,
for greed,
for envy. 
we were peasants,
we were promised whats was yours
was ours. 
you never expected it.
the swish of a cloak,
the slip of a sword,
a d
playing pretend shaped us to thisI am smoke filled lungs
that hack away, trying
to escape their latest hell.
I am wise beyond my years
only to those who's existence
is as long as mine. 
I am wild, unruly hair
and quick nimble feet.
Both belong to the wind.
I remind myself of
flightless birds, hoping
and dreaming but never achieving. 
I quite possibly am
a fuse lit on both ends.
Just wait for the explosion. 
I am chipping nail polish
that's lazy for a recolor. 
My color is barely-there pink.
I am salt water and buried
toes in beach sand. Welcoming
to those who brave the tides.
I am snow and hot cocoa.
Parts impossibly cold and
scalding to the touch. 
I am your favorite CD.
Welcoming, with you treasured
hits. Please give me a listen. 
in ~ART FEATURE~so <3
here is the art feature from my last journal <3
don't worry about the order, this has nothing to do with how I stand to your art <3
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the ones who get automatically featured:
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okay so <3 first of all, you're a golden-hearted little fellow <3
second ~ your Art is really gorgeous <3 you are very creative with poses and expressions,
I espescially adore your gifs and animations! you put so much effort in it,
it's just WOW <3 keep up the amazing work and stay as nice as you are <3
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I think with just looking at the thumbs I chose, there is already enough said.
You are one of the ''pro (ar)ti(s)ts'' I especially adore! Your style has always been an
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3 deviants said Seven Step Recoveryi.You were my once upon-a-time. You were my prince. A stupid prince, albeit a pretty one. You were supposed to whisk me away off to the fantastical land of New Jersey as soon as we were legal. 
You never told me New Jersey pavement was actually South Carolina forest. 
ii.I remember thinking that maybe this was working out. I remember thinking of forever and thinking of ourselves off in the world, me being great and you quite charming. I remember being hopeful and maybe a little delusional. 
I remember crying into my pillows at 3am because it was over. Because my "life" was over. 
iii.New halls and chipping green paint were supposed to be the scenery of our sequel. I believe it was titled, "I Try to Stop Fucking Things Up and You Quit Being an Asshole." Scene one went with me running into your open arms and you holding me close whispering chocolate dipped apologies into my ears. 
Soap operas don't make good reality TV. You slammed your locke
25%
2 deviants said there is no difference between plastic and nylonThis is another poem,
another piece,
another pretentiously named,
absolutely "blunt"
poem
referencing the cliches
only to apologize later
For I'm sitting here
coughing
hacking
cursing my lungs that
suck at being lungs
(i blame
cigarettes and
fireworks and
salt water burning
down my throat.
i blame
screaming and yelling
to be heard when it's no
longer needed)
And here I am
and there you are.
I sit here shouting -
shouting at the universe
for not containing enough
something
for me to latch onto - 
and praying for
recognition.
I am 
hopeless
and I believe
you're aware. 
And halfway in
I bet - 
no,
I know -
you're cringing.
References to
cigarettes,
the universe,
anonymous third parties.
So I write,
fingertips 
dripping
ink
(in actuality,
the clip
of my keyboard)
kidding myself and 
whoever may 
listen
that I have an
original
unique
wondrous
feeling. 
(turns out
i'm nothing
but a 
statistic) 
13%
1 deviant said cicadas and sun isn't the southi remember
childhood summers 
filled with juices of
plucked oranges
running
down my chin,
hibiscus shading me 
from the Florida sun. 
i remember
dragonflies,
splinters,
and bloody noses.
i remember
cute little boys and girls
who could only cause
temporary damage.
i remember
trips up north and
grandparents loving and
welcoming smiles.
i remember
sitting on the staircase
hearing
the truth of a
felon uncle and
pregnant cousin
i remember
snowy fights,
runny noses, 
and laughing, 
chased by my father.
i remember
bathrooms locked tight
with cold tiles,
escaping each fight. 
i remember 
the taste of chocolate;
of cotton candy and fast food.
the feel of being
fat.
i remember 
their words and 
i remember - 
god, how i remember - 
crippling body issues. 
i remember
the days i believed i was 
a princess,
adored by one and all.
i remember 
the day my father stopped being my
knight-in-shining-armor. 
i remember
best fri
13%
1 deviant said the broken always hide it besti remember nights wasted counting
the scars in her heart and attempts
to fix the chinks in her well thought-out
armor. 
i remember sitting under the stars
she barely glanced at and counting
the different ways to reach infinity.
i remember scheming in the basement
of her old home plotting out as many
"fool proof" ways to leave our town behind
and start all over. 
i remember the night i heard she left
our town in a plan she never mentioned 
considering and i remember the taste of
salty tears on pinked cheeks. 
i remember chasing after the stars
that seemed to leave the sky and how
there was a warrant out for the moons arrest.
i remember stumbling into the church's 
basement and thinking about how this place
was too holy and clean for her final goodbye. 
(i can still hear everyone's fake 'i'm sorrys') 
i remember the day i died and had to keep on
living in a world that never shone as bright whilst
she died and got the escape she dreamed about for years.
13%
1 deviant said from florida with loveyou are an unstable constant in my life
there is no promise of you in daybreak
and there is no lingering trace of you at night.
for three years of my life you were there
i could depend on you to house me
to feed me, to take care of me. 
but then i left because i didn't know
i didn't know what it would be like away
from your blistering chill and your great cooking. 
i have returned to you twice a year
ten years i hope you'll accept me once more
one week i hope it can feel natural again.
you send me away with bags packed and car humming
you do not plead for me to stay by your side
you leave no parting words between us. 
i cry for you every week and i'm not ashamed
i curse you before i sleep, clutching my pillow
and before i sleep i smell the garlic and coffee scent. 
i do not love the paradise you love
i hate the palm trees and i hate the sun
i hate hurricane season and i hate sandy beaches. 
i love the snow you complain about
i love burnt tongues from too hot ho

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"In another life, I believe we might've been in love."

They spin around together, keeping in time with the music and the waves of people around them. 

He looks at her and his uncertainty is clear across his face. He can't decide whether she is trying to make a joke or crazy.

The look on her face is in all seriousness. He decides once again that she is crazy.

"You believe in nothing."

"I believe in that."

They continue to dance in silence. She rests her head on his shoulder. He rests his hands on her ass. 

"We were never supposed to wind up like this." 

His voice is barely a whisper and yet she can hear him. She reflects on how they were when they were younger. 

How they hated each other until he disappeared. How she hates him, still, now that he's reappeared.

"I don't think we ever will."

They're now meeting each other's eyes. Honest words are finally being spoken without the movement of lips.

Understanding. It's come so late and yet all too soon. 

The song ends. She kisses his cheek and slips away, off into someone else's arms like she's been doing all night. 

He wonders what secrets each of her partners shares with her tonight.

Later, he'll find her number in his pocket. They'll wonder if they can change their perceptions of their reality. 

They'll wonder if they've always felt that way. (And doubt it all the same)
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Journal Entry: Wed Oct 8, 2014, 6:59 PM
Figured it was time enough for me to pop in again. 

School's a bitch, I'll be blunt. Highschool isn't fun and you have a lot of homework. I didn't sign up for this. Especially in math. 

On the bright side, next week is spirit week. On Wednesday we have a bonfire and the usual Homecoming parade thing and it's an early release day. And Friday's the actual day of the dance. I'm not going with any guy, but I'm going with my friends which is probably more fun. (Or maybe I'm just saying that to make myself feel better about being single. Eh. Half-and-half)

The main thing I'm excited for is American Horror Story which is about to come on. I'll be live blogging that on my tumblr iamponine.tumblr.com (shameless self promotion no?) if any of you care to see that.

Hope you all are well. 

Until next time!

Skin by SimplySilent

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Journal Entry: Wed Oct 8, 2014, 6:59 PM
Figured it was time enough for me to pop in again. 

School's a bitch, I'll be blunt. Highschool isn't fun and you have a lot of homework. I didn't sign up for this. Especially in math. 

On the bright side, next week is spirit week. On Wednesday we have a bonfire and the usual Homecoming parade thing and it's an early release day. And Friday's the actual day of the dance. I'm not going with any guy, but I'm going with my friends which is probably more fun. (Or maybe I'm just saying that to make myself feel better about being single. Eh. Half-and-half)

The main thing I'm excited for is American Horror Story which is about to come on. I'll be live blogging that on my tumblr iamponine.tumblr.com (shameless self promotion no?) if any of you care to see that.

Hope you all are well. 

Until next time!

Skin by SimplySilent

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CommanderPrussia Featured By Owner Oct 3, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the +fav 
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Flashie666 Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Thank you for the fav :iconfrenchsquealplz:
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1412s-assistant Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2014  Hobbyist
Adorable Girl Anime Emoji (Kawaii Happy Dance) V6 Thanks for the fav ~~<3
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