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Dear Kyle by otherwise-duck, literature

Bloodletting by otherwise-duck, literature

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Bloodletting

He pulls the prick out his side and lets the red pour out for a time. He does this with the belief that it will bring health. During, his skin creeps into a shade of stark white, and through stiff teeth he whispers, "all things repair in time; this is a fix that fixes itself". He holds still. The red is all over his body. He draws a bath. Pale skin becomes pink at the tips. Tired, sad, half-slits stare at the ceiling in silence, while a soft defeat falls out his mouth, over his lips, and down his chin, before disappearing into an inaudible nothing. The water is warm. "An animal is an animal is an animal is an animal, and we all have thin

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Entry 06 by Caustic-Euphoria, literature

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Entry 06

January 7, 2010 - Sometimes Sometimes I think about dying...not out of sadness...not out of pain. I think about dying for the curiosity of what happens after. It isn't a curiosity of what awaits me after death, it's a curiosity of wanting to see how I've touched people's lives. Truly you can't see how much you mean to someone until you die...or are dying. Is that how I think? Quite possible. I understand that I'm loved, that I have friends, and that I have lived...but to what extent? Who would be the first to know? Obviously my family, but after that? Would it be Becky? Perhaps Chelsea? Nichola and Brooke? Perhaps it wouldn't be someone cl

apoc in prog by YouInventedMe, literature

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apoc in prog

I often wish for some sort of apocalypse so I could just stop with this constant non- sense drop pretense and get on with it abandon the hollowed out home where I stay this shell has been empty so long anyway and I sleep but I get no rest with the weight of these words and the world on my chest but if it's gone so am I getting started on this two day drive so we can share breath the shape of my heart is this map with an X the place where you are the space I fill next or maybe love just depends on the chances we take before our world ends

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Samsquatch by otherwise-duck, visual art

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Artist // Student // Traditional Art

Oct 7
Canada
Deviant for 18 years
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My Bio

3rd year art student at the Alberta College of Art and Design. Lives in Calgary, Alberta. Likes cats and reassurance.

Favourite Visual Artist

Stefan Thompson, Barry McGee, Lois van Baarle, and many others.

Favourite Movies

Stranger Than Fiction, Spirited Away, Fight Club, American Beauty

Favourite TV Shows

The Simpsons, Reality TV

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Manchester Orchestra, Neutral Milk Hotel, Me Without You, Why

Favourite Games

hide-and-go-seek, Zelda: Majora's Mask, Final Fantasy IV and VII

Favourite Gaming Platform

my boyfriend's dick.

Tools of the Trade

insomnia, intuition, other words starting with i.

Other Interests

sketching, interneting, cats, sleeping, art, sex

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otherwise-duck

Nov 20, 2012

Those kind of people

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Most of my life I have been jealous and hateful of people who always had everything under control. I would think to myself that they were most likely boring and repetitive and safe and never knew how to let loose. you know, those kind of people who always have clean, nicely decorated homes and who have calendars with things written on them; like appointments, due dates, and people's birthdays. those kind of people who make time for things they need to do, sleep well, eat well, get enough daily excersize, all of that shit. Well, I've been thinking a lot. And I've decided that those people are probably a lot happier than I am,

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Mar 2, 2012

Death

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I feel as though death is something that cannot be truly understood until it is experienced first hand. There are so many things I am feeling. I have come to realize that there is nothing more profound and absolute than death. Part of me keeps thinking that maybe he'll "get better" or "come back", or that this is somehow fixable. Like every other problem I've had in my life, I am searching for a way for this to be fixed. But then I am quickly, and painfully, reminded that there is nothing I can do. That there is nothing anyone can do, and that he is simply gone. Just like that. I have thought countless times about what it must feel like to

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Sep 23, 2011

September

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September 23. Two weeks until my twenty-first birthday. It feels like it was just yesterday that I was writing an entry about my twentieth birthday. How quickly a year can pass. I am well. Art school is going alright. I am poor though, and lacking sufficiently in funds. I have a job, but it is not enough. I live in a basement suite, close to school, with my boyfriend of about eight months. We will be getting a cat soon. My goal this year is to put more effort into making art when I can, and getting it out into the world. This is an update on my life. These are my things. That is all.