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by Star-Vomit
300 words, 3 comments,
on Jun 22 11:06 PM
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by Star-Vomit
200 words, 2 comments,
on Jun 22 10:37 PM
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In a world where Coke Cans grow on trees,1
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Something about the smell of polycrome comic books in their plastic casing made it erotic. Don't get me wrong, that sounds a bit wrong, but as long as there's ice in Hell and tadpoles blossom into butterflies I'm the most rig
by Star-Vomit
600 words, 1 comment,
on Mar 2 8:57 PM
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Read this, or die. -_-
by Star-Vomit
100 words, 2 comments,
on Feb 27 9:07 PM
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by Star-Vomit
500 words, 2 comments,
on Feb 4 7:30 PM
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(It's not done yet, but I just wanted to get my slot in before I finished. You can read what I have so far, but please don't judge it becau
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Once upon a time, I lost my mom at the ice cream parlor! She was just down the aisle getting me two vanilla scoops when suddenly Kevin runs up and punches me in the face! What the hay?! Who punches me in the face! So anyway,
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by Star-Vomit
300 words, 4 comments,
on Sep 16 6:20 PM 2008. In , Abuse, Angst, Death, Drama, Fiction, First person, Pain, Poem, Young adult
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Pain, I'd discovered that fateful day, was a beautiful outlet for emotion. Nothing gave me more satisfaction than the cold steel of a blad
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Can you believe that murder is a crime?1
by Star-Vomit
<100 words, 6 comments,
on Aug 2 10:25 PM 2008
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“Cin-der. Are you awake?” Tiny hands grasped hers, and she blinked, and looked up into a shock of black hair, eyes like pools of molten ony
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Lyla logged on of MSN, a smug little smile on her face. She loved mind-games, and she had twisted the latest guy's arm behind his back until he erupted into an army of Cry-Out-Loud emotions, flooding the screen. She kissed he
by Star-Vomit
600 words, 4 comments,
on Jun 29 12:07 AM 2008
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1 / On the day the world spun itself into ashes, a thick, polychrome flurry of energy and cotton candy, no longer existent to the naked eye...I became toxic. My bite was venom, my kiss was death,
by Star-Vomit
1200 words, 1 comment,
on Jun 27 9:56 AM 2008
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Syren gazed bleakly into the nursery at the little dim balls of light that made up the other mods.1 / "Harmless." she reassured herself.2 / "So easy to tip over...it
by Star-Vomit
800 words, 5 comments,
on May 31 1:37 PM 2008
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1 / Lori lay tucked away in her corner, mindlessly sucking at her thumb while Barbara read the other baby-mods a bed time story. Barbara wa
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1 / Lori lay tucked away in her corner, mindlessly sucking at her thumb while Barbara read the other baby-mods a bed time story. Barbara was the mother of all mods, the great goddess of all of th
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1 / On the seventh day of this artificial sun,2 / The dawn of manhood's final run,3 / When trial and flames ignite the sea,
by Star-Vomit
200 words, 5 comments,
on May 27 6:32 AM 2008. In
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1 / "Rayel...?"2 / ...103 / ...94 / ...85 / chcccch--6
by Star-Vomit
800 words, 4 comments,
on May 14 5:52 AM 2008
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1 / My Canvas is the Cosmos,2 / Let the paint bleed, like ice and tar,3 / My neon blue-blank traffic light,4
by Star-Vomit
100 words, 3 comments,
on May 9 4:58 PM 2008
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1 / Prolouge:2 / "I dare you to come...and see the world through my eyes..."3 / "The eclipse is arising, Elven," A voice, with the reso
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1 / Cinnamon, Apples, and Evanesence...2 / 3 / October, 3, 20084 / 5 / My Perspect
by Star-Vomit
1800 words, 1 comment,
on Mar 28 2:16 PM 2008
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1 / The first quake struck at 4:00 am. Monique Wicker was in the shower, sluicing the shampoo from her hair. Suddenly her bathroom jolted,
by Star-Vomit
2400 words, 2 comments,
on Feb 26 6:34 PM 2008
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1 / 23 / 45 / Daeveon...the man I loved....his skin like champagne...his hair lik
by Star-Vomit
500 words, 4 comments,
on Jan 21 1:59 PM 2008
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In the beginning, there was a child. A child with no age...no purpose...no meaning. She lay, curled up in eternal slumber in the emptiness.
by Star-Vomit
1100 words, 3 comments,
on Jan 16 8:20 PM 2008
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1 / The water ainointed her body...washing away her pain...her horror...Celeste's triumph...soon, it would all be gone...soon, she wouldn't
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