

MirrorYou wildly thrash in shrieking despair; with tear-clouded eyes, you rip out your hair.Mirror
You can break me, smash me--it’s true; You prove but one thing: I already broke you.


Setting SunFlicking flashes over flesh. Tearing, burning, shearing. rage. fire. fuck it. sloppy spills, a warm oozing trickleSetting Sun
sticks to thin blonde bristles, pooling casually.
Life flows, gasps, desperate for meaning, finds nothing to which to cling. it slides down easy pink trenches, sickeningly sticky in its solemn wake.
scarlet twines around pale fingers finding refuge in sweat-soaked bedsheets. a faint shimmer dances across fading life, the passing glow of the setting sun.
Shelter
Spray
I'm sending messages to my watchers letting them know that I've appreciated them throughout the years and it was very flattering that over 100 people were interested enough in my work to add me to their watch list. I'd like to redirect you to my most recent journal entry, where I describe why I'm leaving the site. The bottom suggests different ways to follow my work, and most importantly gives the link to my blog: kaylieabela [dot] blogspot [dot] com. I wish you luck with your future endeavors as well!
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Get some killer Prints
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<MrFalcon> fuck... we have all this leftover shrimp, but no shrimp sauce
<tokage> maybe you should kill yourself
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living reflection of a dream
PYON
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