I started off the end/start of the year with a chemical burn on my scalp because I felt the need to get my hair restraightened. I also ended up finding out that a good deal more of my family are pot heads than I knew before ( Read more... )

Do more with this.
But my life is weird, I mean, how can it not be when you lose a family member, get hit by a trash truck the next day, and in two days after that you get on the news with your school. It all echoes some weird call to the wild, but eh, I'm lost at the moment.

Hidden behind a placid smile

If given the chance between life and death, people choose to go on. In a war ravaged world, they still hope, they still yearn for the chance to be happy, for that one time in which they can return to the old ways of life. What happens when the old way is lost forever? What happens when death and destruction have torn ( Read more... )

Of a story my friend had me write, I'll probably get around to posting the concept work she drew based around it later today.

The rain fell for days in the dark city while lightning bolts pulsed in the distance. While people darted across the the streets, trying to meet family or see a treasured someone, the nightlife behind the scenes slowly ( Read more... )

I wanted this to be a bit more permanent than on another site I posted it on.

So, I'm sitting here, been sitting here all day, just reading. I want to go out to Orange County next summer on a bike and back, just to see what most people fail to see, to have the open air around me on a trip. I want to love the world and accept it, so why not this way ( Read more... )

Just get out of here for just one day

The sky lights up with the sight of life

The fire that burns deep down inside

The world slowly turns on

Going further on

So I wait for my chance to shine

People are
So blind in these times

Just to get away

Is meaningless here

Is meaningless to them

Flying so high

Up in this

Orange sky

The diamonds

Fall from ( Read more... )

I bet only you'll read this Bunny, but I'll do it regardless ( Read more... )

My delicate rose
Your petals turned black
Your hatred abound
I've lost all my tact
My madness consumes me
My madness controls me
The world is turning black
Leaving an abyss
In place of heart I lack
This is the end
My world is falling down
The dreams they haunt
Pain is all around
I slowly lose it
Falling to the ground
Oh my sweet rose
Where are you

Because of you bunny, I'm bored and going to write twenty random facts about myself ( Read more... )

A freedom operatives thoughts

Pamplin, Daraelyn

Per 5

25/03/07

The Zone is an ever growing system, one that has much to offer. Some try to protect the world from this anomaly and cordon it off, this is not the answer to something many consider dangerous. The Zone should be open for all who seek to gain knowledge of it and all that lurks ( Read more... )