crazyemosrock

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Italian Stallion by crazyemosrock, literature

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Italian Stallion

rock bottom, but I feel like I'm on top of this mountain of lies and gold and silver spoons with plates to match like couple tees and coffee with cake falling in love, but I can't see you there are things I can't say now I'll whisper sweet nothings to my teddy bear and hope he turns into you. it never matters what I think if I don't know what you're thinking the doctor is in, but how do you feel going up against the world of halftones and sixteenth notes because beethoven happened to be king soaring, but you never answer the door to me is already open and the stars are shining on young faces that need guidance from a handsome

b:02 by crazyemosrock, literature

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b:02

It's a new day, but not really because she wasn't asleep until a few hours earlier in this day. It's the same day, really. Nothing has happened, but she is scared. She can't adapt to life in the right way because she's trained to be different. Counting split ends will do nothing for her, but she still counts with him in mind. All of him and another. She breathes deeply and leaves her room singing of wings and not knowing.

b:01 by crazyemosrock, literature

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b:01

The tendons in her arms (or maybe the muscles) are tense and jumping, bouncing and stretching under her skin as the sun rises. She can't sleep and she doesn't know why. She can't be nervous, can she? Her friend did tell her she had a big day tomorrow, but tomorrow is today. What will happen? She tries to calm herself and still her arms from the constant, uncomfortable shaking but then her mind drifts back to him. Younger by thirteen months. No, fifteen months. He's warm and smells like a different home, but she wants him. She wants his fingers in her hair and his chest pressed tight against her. She wants to accidentally brush his shirt u

in ragged jeans by crazyemosrock, literature

basketball dreamers and music by crazyemosrock, literature

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basketball dreamers and music

and sometimes I wonder where you've gone when you're clearly not coming home those keys hanging by the door sing do mi sol fa sol please just love me as is and all I'll ever be and ever been heat flares that cause frontal lobe headaches and just get it over with because I really can't breathe the rain is gone and the wind has stopped I'm still stuck between three and thirteen lucky numbers change with the seasons as moods are down and sex drives are high that yellow string you're following is wrong lying has made me green rather than red waiting for nothing is all I can do soft hair on my forehead as lips burn my skin and the ai

maps of music and hart by crazyemosrock, literature

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maps of music and hart

and the sun breaks through my window panes and I can't feel a thing because everything is forgotten when the lights flicker twice I can't be myself when I'm all messed up and seeing things the world shakes with tremors as our skin meets like the times where we found each other under the bridge and under the water but I'm missing you and that's not enough though but it's hard to place where your memory stands though she's your main anchor and I'm just a weight she'll never belong next to your heart like me though he's always checking up on me and always sending love he'll never have that piece of me that you already stole even when

how can it not be you by crazyemosrock, literature

please promise me by crazyemosrock, literature

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please promise me

i write for you i live and dream call me yours the world is crashing everything is here the soft touches of you on my skin short attention breakers bright red and flashing the signs were always there and so was the car accident pushed to the back of my head "laugh it off, you'll be okay" i was lost, so very lost letting the smoke follow heart bound to yours let's not forget it the streetlight on the corner is out where are you now i can wish for the end i see "i'm missing you"

there's a star out there by crazyemosrock, literature

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there's a star out there

twenty-two miles southeast of here (and so far) we're choking on the world's fumes of democracy (i need that hand to hold) yes, i know that you're halfway around the world (but so am i) i love you and that will never be enough for me the trees' limbs are shaking ever so slightly and my heart, and your heart, and our hearts move with them when the world is dark again and i question sanity (and you don't) where do we go from here? (there?) words in syllables and it's too much (for me) the closer i get and intensity thrives for more my mind's on overdrive and my hearts says no when will you come back?

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Italian Stallion by crazyemosrock, literature

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b:02 by crazyemosrock, literature

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b:02

b:01 by crazyemosrock, literature

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b:01

in ragged jeans by crazyemosrock, literature

basketball dreamers and music by crazyemosrock, literature

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basketball dreamers and music

maps of music and hart by crazyemosrock, literature

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maps of music and hart

how can it not be you by crazyemosrock, literature

please promise me by crazyemosrock, literature

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please promise me

there's a star out there by crazyemosrock, literature

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there's a star out there

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Artist // Student // Literature

Mar 21
United States
Deviant for 17 years
anonymouseee.tumblr.com/tagged/writing
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i write philosophical phrases and such, and you still can't look at me.

girls with their broken hearts, and old memories that aren't supposed to be remembered again. rainy days and warm sunshine even though i've moved around so much i don't think i've ever seen these things myself. boys fucking boys and playing mind games on the less fortunate. me tearing people apart with verbs and nouns fashioned just so that they'll never begin to try to understand.

fictional love between two fables, imagined love between myself and "him," love between the words and pages and connecting the dots.

video games will not make me happy like you can. like who? neither can fanfiction, poetry, music, or myself.

jewel is lost. come and find her.

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crazyemosrock

Oct 13, 2012

i am quite unsure of anything atm

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it's been...a year. i'm a completely different person. i mean, actually...it's been more than a year since i've been 'active' here on dA idek i'm actually really kind of buzzed right now so i mean i'm on the brink of being drunk and not being coherent so i just unlocked everything. i don't know what that means? maybe i don't care anymore maybe i plan on deleting some stuff as i go through it tonight? i'm in a sorority i like kpop and action movies and i watch a lot of movies actually i am studying music in school i am depressed and somewhat of an alcoholic actually my parents are arguing right now and i haven't told anyone or eve

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crazyemosrock

Nov 2, 2011

NaNoWriMo

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I'm participating this year! With Kingdom Hearts fic, even though my other friends are doing Kpop fic or original. hi guys~

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crazyemosrock

Oct 23, 2011

.-.

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um...hi guys? I know I haven't been back in like...two or three years, but I'm trying to make a comeback right now. If you guys don't follow me on Twitter or Tumblr, I guess I'll have to do an introduction again, right? Okay, so. I'm in my second year of college. Yeah, remember how I was only like...a eighth grader when I got this account? That was so long ago >_< I've written a lot of fic in the years I've been away from DeviantART. I'm starting to write free form again though and poetry... College is fun. Drinking is also fun...um I really have no idea what else to say. Twitter | @boohyunsbabe Tumblr | @safetypinyeol Maybe I'll be