Una Mentira Blanca
ContentI really should write more. I'm awesome.
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Emily -Final Draft-
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Grim's GardenI walk above the scattered skeletons of men and souls long since gone. Stone markers, like orange flags carefully placed along a forest trail, map a winding path through time.Grim's Garden
Here, a husband and a father, There, his wife, by his side. Stopping to examine the dirt below me, I imagine that, after all the ceremonies, and after their children and mourners paddled away on their river of tears, I imagine that this husband and wife broke the sides of their caskets and entwined their embalmed, pale, dirt-encrusted fingers. Perhaps that's overly romantic.
by ~Jojothegreat
Batman Buys a Used CarIt gets great gas mileage,Batman Buys a Used Car
and has tons of cargo space, the salesman tells him. Got any kids? They’ll love it.
Batman asks how well it will hold up against gunfire. The salesman’s plastered grin fades, and he goes to get the manager.
The manager assures Batman that they’ll throw in a warranty, complementary, should he pay today. Even an air freshener, to boot.
Batman wants to know how much it costs to install an ejector seat, and mounted machine guns, and rocket-propelled grenades.
Can it jump through cem
by ~Jojothegreat
MobileLeft, then the right. Be they tentative and bare, or measured and boot-encased, always moving us somewhere.Mobile
Left, then the right. Beaming elders watch on, through a lens held to their eyes. The world opens for the mobile.
Left, then the right. Clamoring cries correct, redirect, strive to perfect, shaping the beaten dough.
Left, then the right. Discipline in precision. Perfection in repetition. Success in anguish.
Left, then the right. They laugh, hands thundering. We stumble, we gurgle and smile.
by ~Jojothegreat
Summer SimmerThe ground boils, bubbles, and sizzles. Fans beat tirelesslySummer Simmer
to stave off the sweat. Dogs retreat to cool tile, pink tongues lolled out. Children dive, splash, swim, avoiding the surface as long as their lungs can stand. Air conditioners whirr, ice cubes clink in glasses of homemade lemonade sold at twenty-five cents for each Dixie cup between hops in the pool.
The weatherman holds such a smug smile on his face when he says that it’ll
be clear and sunny all week.
by ~Jojothegreat
Devious Info
- Current Residence: The bathroom of a SEMINOLE McDonalds
- Interests: Interesting stuff
- Favourite movie: The Magical Mishaps of Michael Mosley
- Favourite artist: Chidorinagashi
- Favourite poet or writer: Me!!!
- Operating System: Mac Attack!
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod, as if there were any other decent choice!
- Shell of choice: Tortoise
- Wallpaper of choice: Anything Digital Blasphemy (Blasphemic?)
- Skin of choice: Mine?
- Favourite game: Hot Lava
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox 360
- Favourite cartoon character: Dr. Claw
- Personal Quote: If nothing died, you're not trying hard enough.
- Tools of the Trade: Computer, hatchet, nearest heavy object, wedge of cheese
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See that, I tee-hee'd. Aren't you special?
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Sometimes, I'm so awesome it hurts.
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Thanks, though! Keep in mind that it's not a great view of Dante as he is now, but I'm glad you liked it, Nii-san.
I maded you a cookie!
-Joey
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If we can forgive what's been done to us...
If we can forgive what we've done to others...
If we can leave all our stories behind. Our being villains or victims.
Only then can we maybe rescue the world.
I lurves you so gewd!
A cookie? FUR MEEEEE? *noms on cookie*
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Sometimes, I'm so awesome it hurts.
Good looks: Standard
Talent: Standard
Wit: Standard
Pants: Optional
My name is Jojothegreat, and I approve of this sig.
Wait. Isn't the cake a lie? -suspicious look-
I lurves you so gewder! ♥ <3
Fer you.
-Joey
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If we can forgive what's been done to us...
If we can forgive what we've done to others...
If we can leave all our stories behind. Our being villains or victims.
Only then can we maybe rescue the world.
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"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night." Edgar Allan Poe
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