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Autumn Gaze by coprite, literature

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Autumn Gaze

Lying upon the bench lazily, The bars press into me, bleeding the cold into my skin like black ink into paper. Any hint of warmth is whisked away by late autumn's bitter breath. Gazing up dreamily, A brilliant blue floods my eyes, serving as a stark backdrop for the sharp, razor-like green of the pine needles in the branch overhead. A single pinecone keeps watch over the arm of the conifer; a lone sentry keeping vigilant watch to guard the secrets kept within her parents firm, sturdy body. Breathing deeply, I can smell the sharp tang of fallen needles and leaves that litter the ground, decay never feeling more alive than at this ver

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Helicase by VolkesWagondaOtaku, literature

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Helicase

Helio and I were always sitting on the stairs, chatting about the lamina and occasionally making snide remarks about ribosomes. There wasn't much for us to do. Our job was to simply be, and let the RNA polymerase scribble down the letters on our foreheads when they came around every once in a while. Helio was a G, I was a C. It wasn't exactly fulfilling, I suppose. There wasn't much to be filled. So to pass the time, we talked. "You ever wonder?" Helio asked. "About what?" "About...well...what's out there." Helio and I were rooted to the stairs, quite happily, but it was awkward to move in. He kind of twisted in the general

open letter to my first holy communion teacher by chesscakes, literature

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open letter to my first holy communion teacher

dear miss bond, you may or may not remember me. you taught me religion at my local church, we called it First Holy Communion but i always secretly thought it was brainwashing. you were so passionate about it, you seemed to make it palatable. it is only in later years, seeing what religion is, that i have recanted my faith. but you - when i think of you, i still feel my fingers twitching to bless the Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost. i think of the lace squares that you would give us, your children; your flock, when we learnt a prayer. parrot this, child, and you shall be given pretty, clean edged doilies. white lace, it was rough on our finge

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A Woman, Scorned by coprite, literature

A Woman, Scorned

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Aug 7
United States
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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Name: Mary
Birthdate: 08.07
Gender: Female
Religious Views: Roman Catholic
Political Views: Republican
Hobbies: Writing, Archery, Reading, Drawing(really bad pictures), Role Playing, Surfing Deviant Art, Debating(AKA Arguing)
Authors Comments: Yes, I am Catholic and Republican, and I do NOT care if you think that either, or both, are bad things to be. You do your thing, I'll do mine. I do not hold prejudice against anyone, if I don't agree with your views, I will politely let you know and I hope you get the message to leave it at that. I will not get in your face about what I believe if you don't get in my face about what you believe.

Current Residence: DFW area, Texas
Favourite genre of music: Varying
Favourite photographer: Cassandra Williams
Favourite style of art: Traditional art
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Favourite cartoon character: Velma on Scooby Doo

Favourite Visual Artist

Several

Favourite Movies

Gran Tarino

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Several

Favourite Writers

Karla Morton

Favourite Games

Volleyball

Favourite Gaming Platform

Wii

Tools of the Trade

Pencil, paper, computer, Microsoft Word

Other Interests

Writing and drawing

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coprite

Oct 17, 2012

Tagged

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So, I really should be studying for my final tomorrow, but this is much more fun. PLEASE tag me so that I can read the answers!! :D Rules 1. You must post these rules. 2. Answer the questions that the tagger set up for you, and create 10 new questions for the people you tag to answer. 3. You have to choose 10 people to tag and post there icons on your journal. 4. Go to their pages and tell them you have tagged her/him. 5. No tag backs. 6. No junk in the tagging section about "you are tagged if you're reading this." You have to tag 10 people. My Questions: 1. What is your favorite color? Turquoise!! 2. What is your favorite movie? Mo

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coprite

Oct 9, 2011

Warning: Explicit Content

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I. FUCKING. HATE. MY. JOB. Today I got to work five hours on the worst register in the store with some of the most horrible people coming through my line. I had everything from idiots (by choice, mind you) to haughty, bitchy men and women who insist that I am shit on the bottom of their shoes simply because I'm in a uniform. Oh, and did I mention I didn't even get a bathroom/water break? Yeah, apparently they "aren't guaranteed". Well I can guarantee there'll be my boot up someone's ass if it happens tomorrow. Meanwhile, I'm looking for another job and cannot find anyone that will hire someone who doesn't have a high school diploma. Nothing

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Sep 13, 2011

Growing Up... Sucks

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Have you ever felt like any decision you make is going to be the wrong one? I recently joined a club at my school that does a lot of volunteer work around my community, and I want to be a big part of it. The problem? My job requires me to be available on weekends(Between Friday Night, Saturday, and Sunday I work at LEAST 24 hours). I know it sounds ungrateful to be complaining about having a job in this economy, and you can rant at me if you want, but my point isn't that my job sucks (even if it does). I need to find an equilibrium between work, school, and volunteering. I just don't know how to do that without feeling like I've failed one w