Okay... so now what.


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Okay... so now what.

Alright guys, show me what you got! If it is wishful thinking, ink you already had or a work in progress, or you just really really love the art. Post here please!

I want a tattoo...

Now that would make a great Forum discussion thread you know. :D

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You are very right. Give me five minutes

Meeting those I did to help me get to where I'm going and becoming lessons along the way

I am becoming a model.

Preferably something affordable to be honest.

What was your dream last night?

I wish Ellicott City will recover quickly from today's flood.

More over I wish the world wasnt so horrible as it has become recently

What's black and white and red all over?

I miss you... Let me rephrase I  missed you. And there's nothing wrong with that. But I can't sit around anymore reminiscing, I can't wait for you to come back. I know you won't. I know the chance you would even read this is slim. But I am not writing this for you, at least not directly. I just finally found the words. They evaded me since you left. I hit the lowest I had ever...

Added 05 Feb 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 430 | 13 Comments

Rose red lips of a placid smile, keeping him in a trance and withering under her gaze. Playful eyes and teasing hands, she worked her way up to make him give in. Once he closed his eyes in surrender and ecstasy; slowly came about his demise by she who had her heart stolen. Now it's time to return the favor, drawing out her knife, this was a night she planned...

Added 11 Oct 2016 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 813 | 17 Comments

You have no idea what it was like, every time I mention your name and who you were in regards to me, the response was a shocked expression, "you have a sister?" It's the same one every time, and that sad part is, it's from people who known me for years. I mention my brothers no one blinks an eye they know them, but you were like our family secret. But it was more like our shame. I hated...

Added 29 Sep 2016 | Category Musings | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 681 | 14 Comments

In the morning when I wake up, Staring all around me, Seeing that I'm all alone. Daydreaming as I go out, searching about my hometown, Pretending that I still alright. Just waiting for you to see me, No need to hurry, Time is just running out. Maybe I should just leave, Perhaps make you see, Before I have to say goodbye. Maybe, just maybe, It's all in my head. Maybe, just maybe,...

Added 13 Sep 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 578 | 8 Comments

A picture perfect moment and such a lovely gown of pure white, glamorously gliding over the floor as she spun around. Twirling into strong arms, surrounded by a sea of faces, all of which smiled. Genuine happy faces that looked on, joyful expressions that overshadowed the two dancing. A blissful scene between them and the crowd, it blurred at the edges and the flowing music began to...

Added 12 Sep 2016 | Category Drama | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 422 | 12 Comments

I can't even begin to tell you how much I hate that God awful phrase. You're simply adorable That one is even worse, I mean there are so many better descriptive words out there but the only words people ever describe me as is cute and adorable . I expected as much since high school since I was constantly reminded that being a limber B-cup who looks like an A-cup because even size...

Added 11 Sep 2016 | Category Musings | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 613 | 14 Comments

The walk took forever, but it was worth it as they reached an open field far outside the city. On the far side stood a weeping willow, the hanging branches swaying in the breeze brushing lightly against the stream that trickled around its base. When they were small, the land was dry and barren, but because of her, Dahlia, she cultivated the earth to now have her own secret garden filled with...

Added 29 Apr 2016 | Category Romance | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 387 | 6 Comments

Let it not be unsaid That if I loved you, and you truly loved me. Then something were to happen. There's always that phrase: I would die for you. Take a bullet for you. Take the hit for you. I would not, but don't be quick to conclusions. I wouldn't die for my love, and leave them in this world. Alone and cruel without me. I would spare them the pain, Of living in a world without love....

Added 08 Apr 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 564 | 12 Comments

I remember when I was a child, the fear and pounding of my heart when I had grades lower than a C. How ashamed I felt when you gave me that look of disappointment, and told me that I was better than this, because my brothers never had anything lower than a B. They compared me to my two brothers who were always two and four grades ahead of me. So I strived to do better, because you wanted me...

Added 02 Apr 2016 | Category Memoirs | Votes 15 | Avg Score 5 | Views 700 | 10 Comments

What is this sadness, this pain in my chest? It feels deep and not something that will fade. It started a day or two ago. Or perhaps a week. Maybe it's been years, this feeling has been there. Dormant, waiting for the day to spark, To drive me mad. I started feeling sad, it is painful and deep. It turned into confused sadness, There is no reason for me to feel this. Now it is burning hot...

Added 26 Mar 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 780 | 11 Comments

Waking from sleep neath a veil of netting the moon was wetting a rain of autumn, a chill came over the hearth sheets from the devil's patchwork quilting.  As a dripping frost suckled at my bones of the phantom looking back at me from the reflecting glass of epitome, with eyes of the red coyote. Of a piper with a pronged fife and a devil's claw of an appetite, of burned toast and...

Added 03 Nov 2018 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 148 | 3 Comments