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call her morbid, call her pale.

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About Me Member General Fiction Writer jo-clouds18/Female/Portugal

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strawberry cake necklace
by ~jo-clouds

Clean SlateAll thoughts of you have been replaced, I've washed my skin countless times. And though I sit to write these lines, my slate is clean, my debt is paid.
My eyes are bright, the wind is cold, I'm my own again, and wiser. Hindsight feels as natural
as any story I never starred in. Clean Slate
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Extract from a lifeIt was the morning after and mom was still alive.
At least, that's what she could gather from the slight rise and descent of the mass under the bedsheets. The sharp whisk of sunlight coming in and falling over it wasn't making it stir. Do comatose people breathe? For a second, she thought of asking one of her friends in medical school. In an effort to vocalize where she was going, just in case the mass was listening, she mumbled out school, her voice sounding too high and too heavy in the thickly silenced room. Not wanting to think of what else to do, she quickly grabbed her cardigan, scarf and bag, and headed out.

Extract from a life
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LibertyIf you are my Sartre, I suppose I am your Simone de Beauvoir. Am I? Am I yours? Am I really anyone's but myself? To whom do I belong? So many questions.
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Do not suppose by all these questions that this is anything more than carefree to me. Liberty
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twelve

Sun Nov 15, 2009, 2:00 PM

Listening to: ouija board, ouija board
Reading: some book for college

I really miss my home. And my best friends.
I want to move away, badly.
I wish things made more sense & that I wasn't so pathetic.
If there's one thing I've learned these past few months is, as bog standart life lesson as it sounds, you can never, ever, trust anyone like you trust yourself.

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Current Residence: Lisboa.
Interests: Freedom, writing, music, DIY, philosophy, style.
Favourite movie: Loser, Juno, Fight Club, Cinema Paradiso.
Favourite artist: Chuck Palahniuk, Yazawa Ai, Morrissey.
Personal Quote: You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

Website: http://www.myspace.com/smellslikeclouds

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~jen-kollic Oct 26, 2009, 12:56:47 PM

Thanks for the

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But there's no use crying over every mistake. You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.

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~likewoahitsmoe Oct 5, 2009, 10:57:30 PM

I really appreciate all the comments you have left me. I will try to get to reading your stuff soon.

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Make yourself do the things you have to do, when it has to be done, whether you like it or not, it's the first lesson that you should of learned, but it's probably the last lesson you'll learn thoroughly.