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Male/United Kingdom
- Offline for 17w 2d 16h 25m 54s
- Deviant since Feb 29, 2004, 9:57 AM
- 46 Deviations
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We are the Chosen Generation. Chosen by slipups with condoms; Fumbled, back-seat choices With no deliberation
We are the fruit of fruitless marriages. Marriages barren of Love, Barren of Commitment. We are abandoned puppies, forsaken by God, Turned into wolves by the cold Blackness we were left in. Left with no meaning, purpose, plan In the rubbish heaps, the filth Of our predecessors.
We were raised in flats, single rooms, Sleeping in the fag-ash of our parents Surrounded by fleeting, grey truths That dissolve in our hands &nbs
Recent Deviations


Cloud dancersWe are cloud-dancers, writhing and pulsing to
Unheard tribal beats,
Intertwined, pushing hard against the ground and each other: Pushing to leap out, to fly
Into the wild, glorious expanse, our minds dulled and sharpened. Then to drop again into the downy white, Dripping with star-sweat and blinded by the dance: Pupils wide. Grinning hard, breathing harder, Burrowing deep into the cloud to rest, souls weary from the exchange
Let me dance like this always.
Cloud dancers
in Open on 1/1/07
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Devious Information
MSN
toohot_22@hotmail.com
- Current Age: 20
- Current Residence: London
- Interests: music, writing, singing, reading, playing guitar/ piano
- Favourite movie: Million Dollar Hotel
- Favourite band or musician: Radiohead, Tool, Flaming lips, Miles Davis, Tracy Chapman, Elliot Smith, Polyphonic Spree,
- Favourite genre of music: Dunno love them all
- Favourite artist: Van Gough (how cliched am i?)
- Favourite poet or writer: Too many to count, although ill try when i have more time
- Favourite game: Ancient Domains of mystery... and any final fantasy
- Favourite gaming platform: Anything by nintendo
- Personal Quote: summer grasses-/ all that remains/ of soldiers visions
- Tools of the Trade: pen and paper, baby!
Devious Comments
keep up the kool work!! ^_^
*bydumbo
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Living makes me sick, so sick I wish I'd die.
"It's like, even when we win... he wins."
"I, uh, I don't even know what a poopaw is."
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