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Re: she tastes like skittle shots and feels like glitter
shhhhhhhh i bloosh. Also should write today's poem oops.
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Re: Cookiebook II: Electric Boogaloo [be ridiculous]
"What in Michael Jackson's name-" Isha stopped, blinking at the girl who'd rammed xem into the sidewalk. Xyr gaze drifted from her to the space behind her, and a sigh ...
Apr 8, 2014 -
Re: An Inordinately Long Article On Writing Sexual Orientation
An Inordinately Long Article About Writing Sexual Orientations and Gender Identities Our world has recently reached a place where LGBT+ (the full acronym includes lesbian, gay, bi, pan/poly, transsexu
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Re: she tastes like skittle shots and feels like glitter
I kind of feel like I fail miserably at poetry, so the fact that the god of poetry told me that my stuff is good HIT ME IN THE FEELS
Apr 8, 2014 -
Re: "Kill" the person above you!
You died because you were in the car that hit me
Apr 8, 2014 -
Re: "Kill" the person above you!
You die because you were crossing that road with me.
Apr 8, 2014 -
Re: "Kill" the person above you!
You died because the wolves in your avatar betrayed you to their alpha.
Apr 8, 2014 -
Re: Cookiebook II: Electric Boogaloo [be ridiculous]
Isha's hiatus was over. The brief (or long, depending on your frame of reference) reprieve had brought back a shiny, fresh new Isha who had undergone much growing up and ...
Apr 7, 2014 -
Re: she tastes like skittle shots and feels like glitter
restlessness is a dog my ribs are a cage, and restlessness is a dog, rabid and unyielding, and I feel nothing else. his jaws hold tight to the neck of ...
Apr 7, 2014 -
Re: Writer of the Week
WHAT IS THIS. The grin on my face. Guys. Guys what.
Apr 7, 2014 -
Re: she tastes like skittle shots and feels like glitter
Where have all the crooked men gone? Chased to their niches by the unbent and their guns. A kiss on the cheek warrants a name on pink, pinned to the ...
Apr 7, 2014 -
Re: she tastes like skittle shots and feels like glitter
the night is intoxicated these drunken hour-journeys stain my bedsheets, but i am sober and i pray, so is she. the night is the drunken one, and our taut breaths ...
Apr 6, 2014 -
Re: she tastes like skittle shots and feels like glitter
from craters to mountains i dusted my hands against each other (for they were full of moon dust) and let my breath explode into fragments (it represented each of their ...
Apr 6, 2014 -
Re: she tastes like skittle shots and feels like glitter
you are a temple you are not a tent to be blown over when the wind is strong. you are not for sideshows where people ogle at your oddities. ropes ...
Apr 6, 2014 -
Re: Will you call it plagiarism?
Well, I wouldn't say that it's plagiarism, technically, if you're not copying the movie directly. Using the scene that you saw from the regional movie to inspire and outline the ...
Apr 2, 2014
