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Time Passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.




You can call me Vertigo.


Vertigo: a sensation of motion in which the individual or the individual's surroundings seem to whirl dizzily b: a dizzy confused state of mind.

"They call her Vertigo because everything around her happens like a Car Crash in slow motion."



Heres.Looking.At.You.Kid.







My Stories

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  • Aaron is beautiful sometimes with the way
    he looks when he's sleeping. We've been together
    3100 words, 1 comment, April 5
  • She stood there feeling uncomfortable to be herself as he talked to yet another person that recognized them from high school. Another random guy whose name she didn't remember started talking to her boyfriend and as usual she
    600 words, 1 comment, December 3, 2008
  • I remember crystal dragonflies hanging form her sky. The swirl of sunlight coming in from a noon window and her hair beside pink curtains
    2100 words, 4 comments, September 30, 2008
  • 1600 words, 3 comments, September 24, 2008. In Adult, Anger, Crime, Dark, Depression, Fear, Horror, Pain, Rape, Silent hill

My Poetry

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  • I search for you with hungry fingers.
    I search for you in tired expressions.
    <100 words, 2 comments, August 30
  • don't you get that you're a sad epidemic?
    that everything you say, write and think
    <100 words, 1 comment, August 30
  • Mademoiselle;
    The gazelle,
    <100 words, 2 comments, August 29

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My journal entries

  • August 30, 300 words. Friends only.
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  • August 29, 400 words. Friends only.

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