LivingDeadLove13

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I is for Ida who drowned in a lake by LivingDeadLove13, literature

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I is for Ida who drowned in a lake

'Twas the 1st of June when they brought her there, A creepy place, likely to scare. "Now," they warned, "Ida, be good. You're going to love Camp Wormwood." But as soon as she got there she wished it to end, Not to mention she hardly made friends. Camping was tough, and it wasn't much fun. On her first day there she was burned by the sun. Now on this one night, at the fire she sat (the other campers ignored that fact), Each child told stories of "horror" and "gore," Until Ida could take it no more. "These suck!" She screamed, "I have a story. One that is scary and a little bit gory. Watch out tonight, and stay in your bed. Cuz t

My Escape by LivingDeadLove13, literature

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My Escape

Claustrophobic. That's how it feels in here. Crowded. I cannot yet see but I know that I am not alone. People talk, sharing stories as to why exactly they're here. Some shyly whisper, while others openly tell tales of their past and the love and hate they've been shown. Most of the stories are basically the same; tales of loneliness, and rejection and shame, people who have forced them in, depression. Stories overlap, words of regret bounce off the walls and back towards each other. It's a hopeless, somber, tragic place. I run my hand along the wall, feeling blind as I desperately search for a light; I am terrified of the dark. Finally,

Closet by LivingDeadLove13, literature

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Closet

This closet is way too small. Why am I shoved so far back in here when an entire world lies just beyond the door? I don't understand my own actions, why I allow this for myself.Looking around, I see those who have become my friends. I feel their pain. All of their stories have impacted me and now I am terrified. I'm scared for myself, for all who follow in my footsteps, for those who I have followed. Things need to change for all of us. For the boy who gets bullied more than anybody should (no, it is not a rite of passage), simply because he decided to come out and openly love another boy. His only wish was to feel the joys of being in l

Wasting Away by LivingDeadLove13, literature

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Wasting Away

I would love to be _______. Teach me how to _______. I'll tear myself apart, starting from the inside. I'll work my way deep into this whatever you call it... heart. Force it out, laugh, hide. Regurgitate. Yes I would like fries with that. No that is not all. Please give me some advice on how to _______ and be _______. I need your expertise. Supersize that please. Inches. I can live in this zombie-like state for longer than you think. How? It continues to puzzle me. Heads turn. I would be proud to be _______. Who wouldn't? At least I'd feel accomplished. I become my goal. How many people can say that? I've got it all

Blind Mag's Story, Ch.2 by LivingDeadLove13, literature

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Blind Mag's Story, Ch.2

The days went by in a blur. Marni introduced me to Nathan, but stayed with Rotti. I tried not to care, not to feel anything. Every night I sang like I was supposed to, I wowed audiences both near and far with my voice and my eyes. Life with Marni was only a memory noq. She was spending more and more time with Nathan, while Rotti remained unaware of the affair. So I told him. Marni had betrayed my so I did the same. She deserved it. At first Rotti was furious, naturally, but he wanted Marni to be happy... Or so he said. I didn't believe him. She did. So he let her leave. I knew that Nathan made her happy, but I couldn't be okay with

Blind Mag's Story, Chapter 1 by LivingDeadLove13, literature

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Blind Mag's Story, Chapter 1

When I opened my new eyes for the first time I finally saw her. She was over my bed looking down at me, smiling. "Marni you're beautiful." I whispered. She was even more perfect than I'd imagined. She elaned down and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I looked around the room. It was so bright. Everything was so new, I couldn't get enough of it. But my gaze always fell back to Marni. Until Rotti walked in. There was an immediate change in the feel of the room and although I'd never seen him before, I knew it was him. He walked over to my Marni and planted a sloppy kiss on her cheek. "How are your new eyes? " He asked me. I looked a

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Jan 5
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Deviant for 14 years
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I am the artist formerly known as Courtney Danielle... I can't guarantee that anything I say besides that would be 100% true, other than the fact that I am devoted to my loving girlfriend Cassidy. I don't really know much about who I am or what I want out of life, but if I find out I'll be sure to let you know. I do know, however, that I'm happy with who I want to be.

Current Residence: the moon
deviantWEAR sizing preference: xxxxx-small
Favourite genre of music: good emotional loud and/or happy shit
Favourite photographer: Nikki Sixx
MP3 player of choice: my shitty one, but it gets the job done so i cant complain :)
Wallpaper of choice: cheery, only partly singed ^-^
Skin of choice: flawed; cut open and torn apart, with many imperfections
Favourite cartoon character: jack! the pumpkin king<3
Personal Quote: "so we'll keep walking, toward our forever, they say let go, we say never<3"

Favourite Visual Artist

Abby xD bc shes incredibly talented and makes creepy lovelies<3

Favourite Movies

Sweeney Todd, Nightmare, Repo!

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Motley Crue, Ani, Marilyn, Wednesday, Sixx AM, Avril, etc...

Favourite Writers

my Cassidy<3

Favourite Games

pokemon stadium, beautiful katamari xD and limbo, scary as hell 0.0

Favourite Gaming Platform

n64, wii, ds, gamecube... whatever

Tools of the Trade

uhhhhhhh knives; all the better to stab you with >:D

Other Interests

cute things. specifically, cute girls. like my lovely, and wednesday addams<3

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LivingDeadLove13

Jun 18, 2012

The Past, Present, and Future in terms of Love

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I don't believe in many things. I'm a skeptical, critical person. I tend to be more cynical. I doubt people and their motivation. I don't usually have faith in others. I mean, after all, you can only truly trust yourself right? That being said, taking everything into account, I do believe in us. Don't think I haven't had doubts in the past, because I have. So have you. Despite times when I thought it would be over, I feel good now. I feel secure in us. Looking back, we were both so young when this started. We were naive. We didn't know what love was, or how to love, or what being in love actually meant. We went in blindly, hoping to emerge w

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LivingDeadLove13

Feb 12, 2012

A Psychological Problem.

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Yes, this is the latest that I've heard. Who I love is a psychological problem. My mind is warped. I'm sick. My relationship, my love, my life, is all wrong. I messed up. Maybe one day I can be normal again... I mean after all, I only need to choose to be that way. It's a fad. We want attention. Theres always some underlying reason as to why we act out. It's a phase. We will grow out of it eventually. We who falsely believe that we are gay are in constant mental turmoil. We are unnatural. We aren't normal. We don't fit in. We choose rejection by our peers, our families, and society in general. We're greedy. We feel the need to rui

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LivingDeadLove13

Dec 17, 2011

My thoughts

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If I were alone, she could comfort me. She had faith in me. She knew me better than I thought she did. She knew me, she knew you. She loved me, and she adored you... It started with the knowledge of her existence. That's it. There were no feelings, good or bad. We were separate. She just was, and so was I. Interest. Something mysterious, something different, something special. Visit. I've never really given those visits much thought. Why? Because they just were. There wasn't much to think about. Warmth. She was so sweet and friendly. I wasn't sure why she loved me, because she didn't really know me and I didn't know her, but I know