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Hide and SeekWhere are you? I’ve been looking for you for so long, and I still don’t know where you are. Why am I even bothering to look for you, anyway? Whenever I finally find you, you just run off and disappear again, resetting this entire frustrating game of hide and seek. It almost seems like you don’t want me to find you…like your fun is ruined whenever I do. Yet still I continue to search…I look in every nook and cranny, hoping I’ll discover your new favorite place to hide, then we’ll both smile and laugh and go play together. But it never happens that way. You just get up and find somewhere else to conceal yourseHide and Seek
by ~TacoZombie
DrowningThe weights on my ankles drag me down Deeper and deeper into the abyss. I struggle to free myself, I gasp for air, My chest burns as I hold my breath, The water fills my lungs as I try to scream. I realize that it's hopeless, That I'm trapped here. I stop struggling and allow myself to sink. Deeper and deeper I fall, when I start to look back on my life. What did I want to do with myself? I feel as if I hadn't accomplished anything. I wanted to be a savior! I wanted to be a counselor! I wanted to be a voice of the masses! I wanted to be known! I wanted mDrowning
by ~TacoZombie
An essay on...me.Did you know that there is more than one “me?” I know that sounds odd, what with the whole “You are unique” deal, but that’s not quite what I mean. What I’m trying to say is that there are different facets of me. For starters, I am a comedian. From falling down the stairs and pulling myself up at the bottom in a stance similar a gymnast who’d made a perfect landing, proudly proclaiming “I’m an acrobat!” to whispering dirty jokes with my friends in the back of class. I’m a master of wit and pun and I know it, even when nobody else is laughing.An essay on...me.
I am a friend. Maybe not a perfec
by ~TacoZombie
Early Sunsets Over Monroeville"It hurts..."Early Sunsets Over Monroeville
I sat down beside her and pulled back the blood-soaked gauze pressed to her forearm. The bite was jagged and deep, and the area surrounding it was inflamed. It looked badly infected. I reached into my bag and produced a bottle of disinfectant and a fresh roll of gauze.
"Hang on...this'll sting a little." I poured some disinfectant of a piece of clean cloth and began to clean the wound.
"Ah..." She flinched.
"Hold still. I'm almost done." I finished wiping her arm clean and began to roll on the gauze.
She and I lived out in the wastelands, constantly on the move. Fl
by ~TacoZombie
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- Interests: Stuff
- Favourite movie: Hard question is hard
- Favourite band or musician: Nightwish, Emilie Autumn
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, Metal
- Favourite artist: Ma'am (ensoul) and vertiGlow :D
- Favourite style of art: ...good? (lol not mine)
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Favourite game: Of all time? Final Fantasy Tactics for the PS1
- Favourite gaming platform: XBOX360
- Tools of the Trade: Sharpies and a...erm...very *special* imagination
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