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Breathe by writeacrossme, literature

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Breathe

I’ve known how to breathe all my life, at least that’s what I’ve been told. No one taught me no one showed me how I just opened my mouth and breathe in, breathe out. If I never had to learn how to live why does it sometimes feel so goddamn hard to fill my lungs and let go of everything like I’ve been born to do? Why did no one tell me about the earth and how it lives too, about how when I press my ear to the dirt I can hear it wheezing and crying all at once? Someone once told me that, someone once said that the Earth is alive and it inhales children’s footsteps and exhales the trees whispers and sighs the so

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A Creator by writeacrossme, literature

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A Creator

I know myself so well, I don’t think I know myself at all. An introduction is difficult because there’s so many layers to a human, I wouldn’t know where to start. If I told you anything, it would probably be the most surface, typical things, I’d bore you to death. I could tell you about how I’m allergic to my own cat, how I hate sand with a burning passion, about how my worst nightmare is talking in front of people. You might argue that those things make me who I am, but I don’t know that anyone cares. I can try to dig deep but really, I’m not even sixteen, what do I know about myself? All I know i

There's an End to Everything by writeacrossme, literature

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There's an End to Everything

My lungs have become glass; my heart stone and my brain is just a puddle of nothing. I’m dropping, dropping, dropping, but I never hit the ground. I don’t even know, is that possible? There has to be an end to everything, or so I’ve thought. I guess I’ve just been wrong a lot lately. I can feel the random stabs of pain that jolt up my spine and course through my nerves. They cause me to jerk and groan, but my eyes refuse to open. I like the way her hand feels sifting through my hair; the way her arms wrap around me and how she breathes softly in my ear. Her breath is unusually gentle and her grip remarkably tight.

Ninety percent by writeacrossme, literature

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Ninety percent

He is about sixty percent dead. Maybe seventy percent, it’s hard to tell. His long arms hang loosely on his shoulders and his lips are cracked, chewed. His damaged blue eyes lifelessly scan the book that lies on the table in front of him. Even though so numb and cold, his eyes don’t fail to amaze the people that stare at him curiously. They have a fascinating sparkle and are filled with wonders, but it’s easy to see that soon the power will fade. With time he collects scars. And with those scars, his life begins to leak and disappear down the rusted drain. His handsome face is hidden underneath dark shadows, gaunt cheekbo

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Ninety percent

I'm Falling Apart by writeacrossme, literature

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I'm Falling Apart

Nothing about Death is romantic. Romance is not the cries of agony heard from miles away, the blood that seeps into the floorboards, nor the ropes that hang from the ceiling. Romance is not the hand that goes limp on a bed with white sheets… not screams of help in the moonlight. Romance is slow dancing with no music, kisses after a fight, promises of the night. But Death… Death is harsh, cruel, angry, and alone. So alone. His boney fingers wrap around the necks of the innocent and hardly ever the guilty. His teeth are sharp, his eyes are dark, his soul black and coated with the ones he reaps. We grieve, we pain, we hurt,

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you can't feel through fabric by Pretty-As-A-Picture, literature

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you can't feel through fabric

tonight the rain becomes the earth falling from hidden spaces in the sky and swollen clouds i hear it make mud of dirt, and lovers of friends and ask, quiet, where are you going but down? i’m not all there in the head you’re not all there in the head, my mother says i’m not all there in the head i repeat sometimes i’m there in my toes and fingers and heart as well and now - in this downpour moment- i lie on the street so warm that i think well that’s where love’s gotten to but where is your shirt n? oh someplace else and is that a light flickering in the house across the road? hide! i rush in soaken w

of storms and sky by Pretty-As-A-Picture, literature

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of storms and sky

see my hair dance wild as wind-strings jerk it about//hear the ocean-wind heave itself against us all- crashing into our eyes and mouth//feel the winter-wind brush our skins in summer//then inhale the heaviness of air and sink through the dirt- because darling, you don’t deserve god’s beautiful violence. (it drags the tree by its leaves saying kiss your trunk, kiss it and it does; releasing with a snap. the other trees flitter-flutter violently, crying within the cacophony of rain on concrete. white stars fall where light exists, and only sound where it disappears. the sky -the colour of sunburnt skin- watches it all with hunger. a

Skin. by Kezzi-Rose, literature

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Skin.

I love the way life leaves its mark on our bodies. Every laugh and smile etched in the crinkles around your eyes and mouth; Those tan-lines the time you forgot about sunscreen Because you were so hell-bent on reaching that mountain peak Or when you just became lost in the gentle lap of waves at the shore; The scars you got skateboarding in the park at summer dusk Or when life became pain and it was your only release. Our bodies are a record of our memories and experiences They are our travel journals and emotional diaries Our delicate armour to the elements. And no matter its colour, its stature, if it's not quite intact If you sometimes t

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About writeacrossme

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Artist // Student // Literature

Oct 23
United States
Deviant for 11 years
She / Her

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Hey! I'm Alisyn, but you can call me Alisyn, Alice, or Ali. I'm just your typical teen girl with blonde curly hair and really long legs

I play basketball and have been since I was 6 years old... I love writing and drawing, but writing is definitely my life. No matter what it's the thing that keeps me grounded when I want to fly away

I'm a pretty friendly and positive person, even though can get sad sometimes.

I try to smile as much as I can and be kind to those who I meet. But ya know, I'm not perfect.

I love music, like I can't live without it. If you want to know what I like go ahead and check my interests/stamps. I'd say I've became a lover of mostly just metalcore, but most rock will do it for me and some Alternative and electronic, if done right. Not a fan of rap, country, or hip hop, but it doesn't mean I don't respect them. I'm always listening to music, and if you have anything you think I should try listening to, I'd love to hear!

Drop me a comment and I'll try to get back to you! I'd love more than anything else feedback or comments on my art... it makes my whole day happier! Constructive criticism, I might add. Thank you, hope you enjoy my page :)

The custom boxes are done by krowsy-art

Current Works:

The Fourth Dimension (2nd draft) - 14,136 words

To Be Continued:

The Assassin's Selection (Nanowrimo 2012) - 51,068 words, about half way done.

Completed:

The Fourth Dimension (1st draft) - 80,095 words, currently in second draft.

Powerless (Nanowrimo 2011) - 44,126 words, so bad I've decided to leave it the way it is.

Novel statuses last updated January 6, 2014

Favourite Visual Artist

Burdge Bug, Peibee-an-Jay, Mirukawa, Viria13, kai-isolated, and my brothers

Favourite Movies

Hairspray, Catching Fire, Pitch Perfect, Breakfast at Tiffany's, Alice in Wonderland, The Hunger Games, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Les Miserables, The Great Gatsby

Favourite TV Shows

Adventure Time, American Horror Story, Supernatural, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Ouran High School Host Club, Pretty Little Liars

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Beartooth, Issues, Memphis May Fire, You Me At Six, The Ghost Inside, Bring Me The Horizon, Architects, The Amity Afflcition, M83, The Pretty Reckless, Lights, John Mayer

Favourite Books

Between Shades of Gray, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Catching Fire, Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, A Northern Light,

Favourite Writers

UntamedUnwanted, Pretty-As-A-Picture, Suzanne Collins, my oldest brother, J.K. Rowling, my friends

Favourite Games

Castle Crashers, Kameo, The Last of Us, Sims 3, Super Smash Bros Brawl, Roller Coaster Tycoon, Animal Crossing (all versions)

Favourite Gaming Platform

PC or Xbox 360

Tools of the Trade

A pen, Graphite... a computer?

Other Interests

Music, basketball, reading, archery, smiling, writing, drawing, running, spirituality

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writeacrossme

Jan 19, 2015

Maybe a New Account

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I'm not sure yet, but I'll probably make a new deviantArt account. There's nothing I want more than to be more active on here - because I really do love interacting, critiquing, and such, but it's hard for me to motivate myself to do that on this account. So, more than likely I will create a new account and of course follow all my old friends and everything, maybe to start out repost a few deviations. But I think it'll be best that way. When I make it I will post it in my next journal. Be on the lookout :)

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writeacrossme

Oct 11, 2014

Life

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Back from another few inactive months, here we are. School has been a lot more fun than I thought it would be. I fact, its a hundred times better than last year. My creative writing class is amazing and I've been befriending a lot of the people in the class, which is making me unbelievably happy. We're working in poetry right now, which means yes- I have poetry to post. I super want to catch up with all my dA friends and give out some critiques stuff but I can't promise anything. Though, it IS my break right now so maybe I could squeeze in a few. My other classes are fine and I have friends in all of them, as well as a lot of homework. But

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writeacrossme

Jun 17, 2014

My Summer Plans

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Well, here I am. You probably thought something happened to me but in reality I'm fine, just extremely inactive online. I thought you all deserved an update even though I've been neglecting all you so much, which I'm really sorry for. I haven't found the motivation (or, tbh, time) to come on here. In case you want to know, school ended almost a month ago. I've been unbelievably busy since then. This summer, I've been swamped by basketball. Three days a week I have conditioning for two hours in the morning. In order to get there on time I wake up at 5:45. Twice a week I have practice and I have two games each week, except this week I have thr

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Equilla

Mar 21, 2017

Hi, just dropping in to wish you a good day and I hope your year only gets better as each week goes by.

Larathain

Oct 23, 2016

Happy birthday! May it be a day of perfect weather and joyful bliss! One you'll enjoy to often offer reminisce.

Laeneris

Dec 26, 2014

Merry merry meeeeeeeeeeerry Christmas Alice, I know I know I wrote something else already but I like to repeat myself

Have a wonderfully sploshooberific time today and in the final bit of 2014, I'm wishing you all the best for next year and all the years to come. Thank you for being my friend.

baccaratta

Nov 26, 2014

Heyo~ Passing by on the endless crusade of catching up on what all my friends in here has been up to and figured I'd remind you too that you are pretty out of the oridnary far up on the awesomeness scale >=3 Oh and that I will try and get around to comment on AAAALLL the new things in here soon(disclaimer)!

Laeneris

Oct 27, 2014

Sorry for the random late message but I hope your concert was fun!!

p.s. I'm still working on your present

writeacrossme

Nov 3, 2014

It was the best night of my life! I want to tell you about it but I've been so bogged down with homework, and I have bball tryouts tomorrow, I don't know if I can do that for a while

OOOOH excitement! Tell me when you get yours

We really really really need to find a time to talk soon. I know we're both busy but maybe sometime over the weekend we can find an hour or two to squeeze in for talking? I would love that.

Laeneris

Nov 3, 2014

And I'd love to hear about it!!

Oh my gosh, are you prepared for the tryouts? They would be today, right? GOOD LUCK! YOU CAN DO IT!!

I'll definitely let you know when it arrives! I texted your dad back but I think text messages sometimes do and sometimes don't get sent (I don't know what's up with that). I'm ashamed to say but it'll probably be a little while before your present is done/arrives

But the good news is that after this week I should be done with the worst of the worst, so I can definitely save an hour for you!

p.s. I'm nearing the end of the second book of the Maze Runner series and if Minho dies I will riot