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Sunday, July 5, 2009

My Inspirations

I, as most of the world knows, am an avid reader. I love reading anything, especially stories, and on top of that fantasy stories.

This is pretty much a bunch of links to my favorite ONLINE stories and writers,

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* http://deviantkupo.deviantart.com/

He has some of the most hilarious stories ever, they are pure genius

my favs of his are: Classified and Baking Through Suicide

I have not finished reading all his writings but I am working in it




“There’s nothing wrong with me,” I reply calmly, “I’m not the suicidal one in this conversation.”
She’s quiet for a moment. “Touché,” she concedes. ~~
from Baking Through suicide

I was in awe. Before my eyes, the true power of nerds had been revealed. In the space of one lesson, they had pulled off the most amazing stunt. A coup d’crayon. They had turned a useless amount of yellow pencils into hugely valuable black pencils! Come next lesson involving colouring, they’d be kings of the classroom. ~~ from Classified

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*http://ladyjaida.deviantart.com/

The only story of hers I truly liked was Master of Ravens, it made me cry;

not because it was sad but because it was so beautiful

the story is really weird and hard to get but I loved it

I could break the raven’s neck with my own hands but the death would be too bloodless, too clean. I draw my knife instead, whisper my apologies, and cut open its stomach. It’s a quick killing, a kind one, but the bird’s organs spill out over my hands and onto the floor. The smell is sharp and sickly.

I mark my little brother’s face with my bloody hands.

‘That’s yours,’ I tell him. ‘That’s what you would have me do.’

At least he does not look away. ~~
from Master of Ravens

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*http://amertie.deviantart.com/art/rainbow-crayons-111469062

This is a link for a poem I recently read and loved,

I love verse iv

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*http://estallidos.deviantart.com/art/compulsive-liar-102079353

Another poem that is just so amazing

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*http://myth.smackjeeves.com/

OK i admit that this is not exactly a story or such, but the drawings are so pretty ( cry your eyes out pretty ) and they story line is cute

From the Comic MYth: My Seasons

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I have more but I'm not gonna tell you about the rest of the writer because they are FF writer, and most likely you don't know what FF stands for,

lets keep it that way (a)

THANX

i have mooved

i have moved to word press

pwnedthatbkog.wordpress.com

Pick A Song

Choose any song then write what ever come to your mind...

my song:







what i wrote:

Come dance with me
Your two left feet fit perfectly with mine
My two right feet

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My school is based on book smarts, only book smarts
At least that's how I feel,

I know people who get better grades then me but I know that I am smarter then them, not that I am a narcissist, I am saying this from everyday interactions in and outside the class

I understand stuff extremely fast, I also can’t remember anything important to save my life, I can remember a song or a joke or a rhyme but when It comes to school subjects:
In one ear and out the other

Girls who get near perfect grades or even perfect grades are sometimes the biggest idiots I have ever met,
They cant understand the simplest of problems, they always get confused, they can’t solve problems, but they can memorize, so they get better grades then me

When a teacher explains something hey always build up, starting slowly, then boom they give you the information,
I get it from the first few words…

When I was in ninth grade I understood myself a whole chapter by looking at one question, that was before the teacher opened her mouth,
That was before the question got answered

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Is it ok to cry
For no reason
When your heart screams

Is it ok to scream
Just yell and yell
Let everything

Is it ok?

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Dance like there is no yesterday or tomorrow
Sing like no one can hear and the only the earth can
Scream like the all the world is deaf and the heavens are listening
Cry like there is no hope and then like there is hope because there is
This day is yours
Forget the world
Please
Please
Think only of yourself
Live only for yourself
For one day

Dance,
Sing,
Scream,
Cry,
Dream
God dam it
Dream