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Joined 09-17-13, id: 941294, Profile Updated: 09-21-13
Author has written 1 story for Life.

Since I had previously typed out a shitton of stuff for my profile and my computer just magically froze and deleted everything I had written, there probably won't be anything up here for a while. I'm sure you're all familiar with this feeling.

But first, I'd like to briefly address that the poem I have published now is indeed complete shit, I'm aware of this, whatevs. I felt as if I needed something posted, so I chose one of my most meaningful poems... even though it does suck. Anyway. I'm extremely close to finishing the first chapter of a... Well, a BDSM story-type thing, so it's something worth looking into. Most of my content will be rated M due to high levels of adult content, involving sexual themes, drugs/alcohol, tons of cursing, and so on. Not all of it will have sex, mind you, but a good bit of it will. Hopefully I'll have the first chapter done by tomorrow or published by at least the middle of this week. If not, damn it all.

Oh yus, I almost forgot. I have a fanfiction.net account as well - my username's the same. I used to have stuff up there but it was elementary and I deleted it, so.. yeah, it was kind of pointless to bring this up, but if you happen to stumble there in the future you might just happen to see something decent published.

Until then, I'd better get to bed. Ah yes. Sleep. My one true love. I can never get enough of you.

Night, creepers.

This is a poem about how life can sometimes come up from behind and stab you in the back when you least expect it. Although the knife has been removed, the wound still remains and slowly fades into an everlasting scar.
Poetry: Life - Rated: K+ - English - Tragedy/Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 274 - Published: 9/21/2013 - Complete
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