| Also called "The Glitch", this is probably one of the better deviations I've uploaded. |
| Also called "The Glitch", this is probably one of the better deviations I've uploaded. |


Let's Be Bad For Each OtherDear -----,Let's Be Bad For Each Other
I'm too unstable for you. I'm too unstable. I don't know where my life is headed or how long I'll even be alive. And any day now I could just break down and--what? Shoot up a movie theater? Slash my throat? I don't know. But craziness is only one step away for me. So before I form a relationship with anybody, I should sort my own crap out, get help, get stable, get sane...
But then, what about you? You aren't stable either--toxic to yourself, toxic to others, toxic to me. I wonder what your clothing hides--merely physical scars, or something much worse? Your eyes constantly red, either from drugs or tears


WithdrawalHe awoke under the hot sun, head swimming and throat parched, propped up against the tread of a tank. As he stood, holding his head, he heard murmurs from around him, sighing, heavy voice trapped somewhere between relief and apprehension. He walked around, trying to find someone to talk to, but everyone seemed to be deep in important conversation.Withdrawal
The area around him was blighted by smoking craters and stuffed full of bloody corpses rotting under the hostile sky. "We lost," he thought. He was lucky to be alive.
At last, someone approached him--it was turner, one of the few who resembled a friend to him. "Park," Turne


RubiconA. A flock of birds soared overhead. They always grab my attention.Rubicon
They're the only things I ever envied. But let's not get into that.
The walk home was fraught with peril. At any moment I could have another "attack"-- the fright of which was threatening to cause an attack. So best to stop this, I thought.
Group that day didn't go well. The leader, what's her name, Edna, singled me out. Made me talk about my "experience". Why I stalked, and how. Randl stood and said, with pride, "He stalked
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| I am TomorrowCrusader, and I am a very lazy individual that occasionally writes something. I like writing poems and prose, obviously, and generally classify my stuff as "dark", though I'm capable of happiness and beauty as well. Enjoy my page. |
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~The eye sees. The soul beholds...
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Run, run away.
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"You can only blame your problems on the world for so long before it all becomes the same old song."
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Run, run away.
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"You can only blame your problems on the world for so long before it all becomes the same old song."
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Run, run away.
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"You can only blame your problems on the world for so long before it all becomes the same old song."
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