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I'm from Ireland
My real first name is Damian.
I write all of the time, my friend signed me up on this (though the name is my own creation), so I don't know how much I will put on here, I am always afraid people will copy write my stuff, and I would not be happy about that at all, I'll tell you that now!
To get personal, I have a weird limp in my left leg from an accedant when I was a wee lad, I don't know if ya loves wanted to know that, but... now you do.lol.
I don't know what ya'll want to know about me...
I live on my own, I try not to be political, but sometimes its hard, so I can't say I won't argue with you if you bring something up.
I have three dogs named Coggy, Shib Shib and Mikey Co. (Their full names are Cogan, Shibella and Michael Collins)
One time in our town there was this bloke who went to the states and brought back a Skunk, but it got loose and spraid everything in it's path, but no one could catch it and it would not stay still long enough for anyone to shoot it or stone it so we let it be... but some of hte folk round the streets called it Churchill.lol. it finally died of natural causes.lol.
I don't know what else to tell you. so I guess I stop ranting.
Just to let you all know... I've never ever done drugs.. felt you needed to know that, I think its something ya'll should know :) though I have burned one of th unit houses down in our street, the owner didn't think it was funny, but I thought it was fucking halerious! (not the same house as in story).
- Last seen on Jun 25 9:38 PM 2008. Member since May 24, 2008.
- I am a 22 year old guy (Ireland)
- When I'm not writing, I'm working in the lumber yards or in the diner..
- I have 140 comments, 1 contest, 10 stories
Stories I'm focused on
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1 / It was my fifteenth birthday, I didn't have many friends but the few that I had weren't excactly ones that you would call best fiends.
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I can walk forever, but it doesn't mean I moving. / I can fall away from freedom and leave you. / I will gently go, but know that I'm not l
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My room was dark and the paint on the walls was fading so that the light from the closed glass pane window made it look dingy and dark, it
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I hate when I can’t talk to you, when you’ve left to do something else, I’m just sitting there wondering when you’ll be back and wondering
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Don’t tell me I’m not good enough.
Don’t tell me this is the end of me.
I will not fall away and be slain... -
My fingers drag across the smooth surface of the bleached white paper, swirling my finger around, making random shapes and curves in my mental picture. With my other hand I hold a dark, thick tipped, black marker, ready to co
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...my Dad got home, my eyes widened, the worst time of the day was ‘dad just got home o’clock’…
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They came as Darkness… I was afraid and I prayed, but nothing changed...
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Guest Book
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Evil-Beach : HELLOW!!! on September 1, 2008hae nic page!!!!!
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SquirrelRaiders : Coolest guy on SW here! on June 20, 2008Hey everybody checking out Damian's page! He's the coolest guy on SW and a freakin' brilliant writer! Damian, I thought it was only fair--you write on my guest book, I write in yours. =)
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Elegant Inspirer on June 6, 2008Damian I Love You like a fat kid loves cake!!!
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Asonine on June 6, 2008Shalum, Damian, so pretty much... no matter what you do I'm always going to win at thumb wars... its just a logicle thing, you know? lol.
Love ye!
Freedom
