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Confessions of a Heartless ... by AnonymousEgo187, literature

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Confessions of a Heartless ...

Guys are assholes, they really are. I, with about twenty of them on my belt [Three or four of them, actual relationships.], have plenty of evidence to support the statement. They seem to be generous, then steal your dignity behind your back. They shower you with compliments about your beautiful eyes, and the cute sounds you make when you're excited, but tell their friends how your thighs jiggle slightly when you jump. They tell you their parents died, and those two old people are actually distant aunts and uncles who showed up for a surprise visit. They tell you they love you, want to see you all the time, yet when a moment re-opens itself, t

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Sounds by AnonymousEgo187, literature

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I stared at the sinister posters on my wall, as I listened to Johnny Ramone strum perfect chords on his guitar, and Joey Ramone belt out exquisite songs. I thought about how each element in my room was a symbol of the person I was inside. My set alarm clock proves my disrespect towards time. The clothes thrown on the floor proves my disrespect towards cleanliness. The Post-It notes covering my walls proves my forgetful mind. The CD's stacked to the ceiling proves my love for music. I averted my eyes so I was now staring at myself in the mirror. Each scar on my arm was a symbol of my fears. The first was my fear of failing. The seco

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Should've Yesterday, I turned fourteen and three quarters and celebrated by watching the bamboo plant I got two Christmases ago grow Even though I couldn't see it. It's one of those things that you just know. Because they said so. But it's yellowing far quicker Than it's growing I should have watered it more. Yesterday, Was Christmas. Christmas wasn't half as fun As I remembered it to be And the sky's not half as blue As it was when I was seven And inside my nose my snot is freezing As I tried to make a snowball I noticed the snow is colder And I can't feel my fingers Maybe mom was right I should have worn gloves.

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Deviant for 20 years
www.xanga.com/ground_folds187
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Current Residence: Chicagoland
Favourite genre of music: rock/punk/alternative/grunge.
Favourite photographer: Anyone from the 70's.
Shell of choice: Turtles.
Skin of choice: I prefer my own, although....

Favourite Visual Artist

Those with enough enough courage to do what they want.

Favourite Movies

The Breakfast Club, White Oleander, Benny and Joon, Donnie Darko, SubUrbia.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Rooney/The Elms/The Shins/Something Corporate/Eve 6/Pink Floyd

Favourite Writers

Brian James.

Favourite Games

The one that involves those plumbers with the red and green hats.

Other Interests

Listening to CDs, Decoupaging, Photography, Writing

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AnonymousEgo187

Aug 20, 2006

Back!

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I'm back. Maybe not in action, nor dressed in black. And must I say, my, has deviantART changed.

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AnonymousEgo187

Aug 3, 2004

SubUrbia

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     "We all dress the same. We all talk the same. We all fuck the same. We all watch the same TV. Nobody's really different. Even if they think they're different.     And you see, that's what makes me free. I can do anything I want, as long as I don't care about the results. Anything is possible.     It's night. On planet Earth. And I'm alive. And someday I'll be dead. I'll be bones in a box. But right now. I'm alive."   -Jeff. Character played by Giovanni Ribisi in SubUrbia.