'we know the devil dines in florida'
Silent wind against the window
My thoughts are blocked by fear
I feel so paralyzed
Now ruled by lies
The choice was mine
This choice was not mine
Now the choice might not
Be mine
My body
Might as well swallow a 9
Gray God
Gray God
The black marches right behind
Gray God
Gray God
The black...
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Silent wind against the window
My thoughts are blocked by fear
I feel so paralyzed
Now ruled by lies
The choice was mine
This choice was not mine
Now the choice might not
Be mine
My body
Might as well swallow a 9
Gray God
Gray God
The black marches right behind
Gray God
Gray God
The black...
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nofi:
woah! that's amazing. did you write that?
'you name it'
we kicked ass in russia
until i found out you were cheating on me
when you threw up your best friends teeth
you turned me into a doll of hate
every time i was next to you
i wondered if i'd die hard tomorrow
because i lived much harder than anyone today
there was a man in chicago with a coupon for...
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we kicked ass in russia
until i found out you were cheating on me
when you threw up your best friends teeth
you turned me into a doll of hate
every time i was next to you
i wondered if i'd die hard tomorrow
because i lived much harder than anyone today
there was a man in chicago with a coupon for...
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ahriman:
hI Diddly-ho there neighbour.
I just got my car on the road, so now I have enough money to rejoin the site.
So here I am.
And I'm saying hi.
Thanks.
Bye.
I just got my car on the road, so now I have enough money to rejoin the site.
So here I am.
And I'm saying hi.
Thanks.
Bye.
shayne:
your words are provocative and provoking... i wonder... much wondering...
xo. ... haven't heard from you in ages.... so i thought i'd drop in to tell you I haven't forgotten about you and would love to know how you're doing...
xo. ... haven't heard from you in ages.... so i thought i'd drop in to tell you I haven't forgotten about you and would love to know how you're doing...
i'm trying to figure out what i'm doing here. 
there are so many other things to do than write in this stupid journal, and i'm so much hotter than half the crap that's gone up on this site in the past few months. and no one reads anymore, so even dropping such a small turd of thought is silly, but i guess i feel like...
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there are so many other things to do than write in this stupid journal, and i'm so much hotter than half the crap that's gone up on this site in the past few months. and no one reads anymore, so even dropping such a small turd of thought is silly, but i guess i feel like... Read More
paleenchantress:
i hope your set goes up soon ! 
When The Ice Melts And The Cherry Tastes Like Rubber from my novel "Candy Bar"
Meet me at Hole In The Wall at six. Okay, bye. Tom abruptly slammed the phone down. His eagerness, his irritability, and the stagger caused by an injury he received in Bellevue, were as much his crib as they were his prison. These things held him; these things were all...
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Meet me at Hole In The Wall at six. Okay, bye. Tom abruptly slammed the phone down. His eagerness, his irritability, and the stagger caused by an injury he received in Bellevue, were as much his crib as they were his prison. These things held him; these things were all...
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this probably needs to be edited, but screw it.
Have You Seen My Brother?
IT happened at a nameless hole of salty foods in Coney Island. The place reflected well what Coney Island always felt like to me: crowded, infested with some sort of materialistic hunger, but no matter how many people were crawling around looking for that moments appetizing thrill, everything always felt empty....
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Have You Seen My Brother?
IT happened at a nameless hole of salty foods in Coney Island. The place reflected well what Coney Island always felt like to me: crowded, infested with some sort of materialistic hunger, but no matter how many people were crawling around looking for that moments appetizing thrill, everything always felt empty....
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rexphantom:
I was just browsing around the site, feeling cranky after doing rewrites on a story that wasn't working out for me. Reading yours cleared some cobwebs out of my head--it works well when read aloud, which is what I just sat here and did. I liked the image of the train going in and out of the tunnels, and the two bites vs. five bites with the hot dogs.
Also, congratulations to you and your Ace doll.
Also, congratulations to you and your Ace doll.
rexphantom:
Yeah, I've posted some lengthy stories before, only to be met by silence. I don't think I've posted much fiction to my site lately, but I was working on a short piece today that I think will go up.
no.
clocknova:
No? Why not?
hey darlings!! i am in the process of recording songs for my upcoming CD, Veruca Salt As A Teenager. check out my cover of GnR's Paradise City on my online magazine, Art Is God, just go to artisgod.com and click on the link at the bottom of the table of contents page. also check out my interview with JT LeRoy!!!
thanks babies!!!
-jordan
thanks babies!!!
-jordan
ahriman:
You do a cover of gnr. And it's good.
Have I ever mentioned that you're the coolest cat in the whole wide world? Cause if not; then, well, you know...
Have I ever mentioned that you're the coolest cat in the whole wide world? Cause if not; then, well, you know...
ahriman:
What's cookin good lookin? Just stoppin in to say howdy, see what you're up to and stuff. 
from a collection of short stories that will be published by the goddess of all that's right and real sometime next year...
The Interview
Brad Swine (writer for porn magazine) How old were you, Sivia, when you ran away from home?
Sivias eyes drop to her ripped stockings. Her black fishnet stockings against her pale white skin remind Brad of a fenced in yard of...
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The Interview
Brad Swine (writer for porn magazine) How old were you, Sivia, when you ran away from home?
Sivias eyes drop to her ripped stockings. Her black fishnet stockings against her pale white skin remind Brad of a fenced in yard of...
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mtlqueen:
whoa. that's riveting stuff...
ahriman:
hi diddly ho friend...
Just checkin in to see how it's goin with you.
so, how it's going with you?
yep. I'm leaving now...
Just checkin in to see how it's goin with you.
so, how it's going with you?
yep. I'm leaving now...
writing sucks.
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shayne:
so i hear that you may be showing up in
[MEMBER=Ixion's] burlesque?
[MEMBER=Ixion's] burlesque?
ahriman:
Why? 
'Hoax In Tux'
Shes skin and bones
She shaves her throne
She goes out alone
She comes back
With even less
She touches his chest
But the raindrop
Finds his heart
As it pounces on the trashcans
Tin top.
I told her he was stupid
And I swore I killed cupid
I wish I were a boy
Id show her how its done
In my...
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Shes skin and bones
She shaves her throne
She goes out alone
She comes back
With even less
She touches his chest
But the raindrop
Finds his heart
As it pounces on the trashcans
Tin top.
I told her he was stupid
And I swore I killed cupid
I wish I were a boy
Id show her how its done
In my...
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My Bushs Invasion
I have good news, Jack, a triple threat: a former hustler, a street kid still, and my boyfriend, said as we left the cafe. We can stay at my moms tonight. He looked down at me as we stood on Kokomos front stoop. His face was revealing a variety pack of sad emotions.
Your moms? I asked, not understanding. Jacks mom kicked...
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I have good news, Jack, a triple threat: a former hustler, a street kid still, and my boyfriend, said as we left the cafe. We can stay at my moms tonight. He looked down at me as we stood on Kokomos front stoop. His face was revealing a variety pack of sad emotions.
Your moms? I asked, not understanding. Jacks mom kicked...
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ahriman:
I'm working on transfering my story to the computer. When I get a chapter or so done, I'll post it for you. On a more important note...
...It's a treat whenever I come to read one of your journal entries. I know I've said it before; but you're an amazing writer.
You don't have to share your writings with us like you do. You're a sharing a piece of yourself, and I'd just to say thank you for that.
...It's a treat whenever I come to read one of your journal entries. I know I've said it before; but you're an amazing writer.
You don't have to share your writings with us like you do. You're a sharing a piece of yourself, and I'd just to say thank you for that.
wednesday:
oh... i don't know what to say! thank you... 
A Slaughter-Studio
Jackie was sure that no one from a gang would go to Manhole to look for him. Manhole was a gay bar on North Halsted Street; where the proudest men flocked. Im sure Jackie still hides out there today, but just like his edgy life on the streets, thats another place I feel unwelcome.
Jackie was a skinny guy. He was part Russian...
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Jackie was sure that no one from a gang would go to Manhole to look for him. Manhole was a gay bar on North Halsted Street; where the proudest men flocked. Im sure Jackie still hides out there today, but just like his edgy life on the streets, thats another place I feel unwelcome.
Jackie was a skinny guy. He was part Russian...
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ahriman:
I've been writing by hand( so that I can work wherever I am). I will, however, try to get something up on the computer so you can read it.
I'd love feedback of any kind.
I'd love feedback of any kind.
broadwaybee:
Longest journal EVER.