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Hey, Guys..
So, considering :iconidoartguy: had to leave...
I guess it's kinda up to me to handle this group.
God, I miss him. I wish he was able to come back..
By the way, please don't ask why he left- it's for a personal reason.
Send the notes if needed. Thanks.
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I hate love poems
I hate love poems.
I am sick to death with,
"How soft are his lips",
"The curve of her hips",
I don't want to hear about these fallacies you build up in your head,
And write in your little black book to show your friends,
Pretending you're some great poet.
The world is filled with billions of topics, and yet,
Nine times out of ten,
Amateurs, with their books of words
And rhyming dictionaries,
Chose to write about an emotion, a fear of loneliness.
"Her golden hair",
"His chocolate stare",
I can't take it anymore.
One at a time, you march onto stage, and squint in the glaring spotlight
As you smile at the faceless, dark audience
And pour out your thoughts on love
With bad rhyming and questionable syncopation.  
Poem after poem after poem
"I feel his hands upon my neck",
"When you're gone I am a wreck",
And I sit there, on that itchy green sofa and wish
With every single bone in my body,
Going past the bones and wishing with every inch of myself,
That I was anywhere but here.
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Very Good Story I Found
I just love this story...  TOTALLY NOT MINE THOUGH!
10th grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks"
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Pain
Strings of suffer' pulled,
Like a violin
By the shadowy artist
Of death,
Holding chains of agony
Strikes downward
The frightened soul,
Putting it's blade into his heart,
Slicing the two worlds:
Black and white.
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Pain haiku
Strings of shadows pulled.
Death dance of crazed violin;
Haunting screams of pain.
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Welcome to Hell, How May I Help You? Chapter 4
A/N: Sorry, I know I have annoyed many people with the lack of a name for the main character, this chapter fixes that!
Days passed by so slowly. I learned to deal with my mind blurring days into one, and confusing my mind beyond belief. It was where the beauty in my heart was born. When your days blur, everything looks different. Everything looks stronger or weaker. The weak things fade, while the strong ones are remembered. It made the madness bearable. It made it hilarious.
I had never learned what was known so often as "Motherly love" for a number of reasons. My mother never took care of me like she was supposed to. My friends began to worry when my breakdowns came back. Some left me. I had a few left and that was it. I stayed strong and let my life show who I was and will always be. I was only fifteen, but I was said to be more mature. I know the longer I write the heavier the weight is. The harder it will be to control alone. I could crush me if I'm not careful. If I continue to w
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Welcome to Hell, How May I Help You? Chapter 3
     I learned to deal with the pain. I had lost all sense of mentel awareness. Was this what it was like to have your abilities disappear? I had them torn from me. I used to feel, with great imensity, the emotions of those around me. Now I felt... nothing. Sometimes my awareness came back. I came for fleeting seconds, making me fully aware, and left. It was like a slap in the face. Only I welcomed it. I wanted it to stay. As I spent more time on the pill I began to lose more and more awareness. I always felt lost and there was less and less time that I could span in my mind before the thoughts became hazy. It got to the point where I couldn't remember anything clearly. I ended up going into high school and getting great grades, although they were never good enough. I just wanted my head back to normal. I learned to laugh again. I learned that I could hold someone close, that I could let myself out of the self-imposed cloud of mystery. I began t
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Kailah Jade Rodriguez
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I'm not sure many if you will remember me. It's been a very long time since I was on here last. I am coming back though. I may not be doing a lot of art due to stress with school and home, but if anyone wants to talk I will respond. I look forward to talking with ya'll and seeing new works.(:

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:iconkyleandtheclassics:
KyleAndTheClassics Featured By Owner May 27, 2013  Professional Photographer
Thank you for the watch!
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Art-is-my-Boyfriend Featured By Owner May 29, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
No problem(:
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PinkPokeball Featured By Owner Aug 27, 2012
Here's something you outta know about the girl you're watching.

A while back =SmotsFridgley faked a suicide on her old account, !CQ-Doodles that was supposedly deactivated by her parents, who were grieving over her death.


The girl that pretended to commit suicide, trearing apart all her friend's hearts, just so she could run away from saying "i'm sorry" to a couple of people. She put the blame on those couple of people, saying they were the ones that pushed her to suicide, making all of her friends and watchers completely and utterly rip them apart.

And now she's lying more, in order to get out of it AGAIN, by saying those people hacked her and put the blame on themselves!

Who would even do that? Who would put themselves through hell with all the grieving people flaming them? No "Hacker" would ever say a user committed suicide, and them blame themselves for it. That's seriously dumb, and she's digging herself a bigger hole.
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Art-is-my-Boyfriend Featured By Owner Sep 3, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
And why are you telling me this? I've never even talked to her.
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