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Jescross - Status: Member
- Pseudo-Intellectual
- Female/United States
- Offline for 23w 5d 12h 51m 36s
- Deviant since Dec 15, 2004, 8:24 PM
- 26 Deviations
- 30 Deviation Comments
- 17 Deviant Comments
- 1 Forum Post
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choochoothey think we're mad; you see?!choochoo
they think we're crazies, saying, "christ! another phophet!" i am, i am. undiscovered as of yet.
we stomp our feet on dusty ground and choke on dead leaves
for poetics are a dedication to
something once had.
like that gentleman & his kind, smiling face- being mad, thoughts rampid-- finest in plots, i matriculate mentally(of course)
she still says nothing hands in lap, wicker chairs and her body shakes still even harder than those dreams-
we are alone, he cries and the
in Open on 8/22/07
the first of millionsin a beautiful place out in the country you will find us seeping in fields of flowers, taking them in out mouths and choking on the polen and the carbons and dioxides you breathe from your mouth into mine. i feel this musky air beginning to slowly reach my arms and legs into the air, gasping for you or your mouth, or this rescussitation i will never feel. and so and so, i sit outside of the bus station again waiting for a ride to nowheresville we will walk across lavender trapezes and balance for our lives hoping that some poppy net is under us can we just jump land fly into it? this could be the sunshine recorder of our lives and you athe first of millions
in Surrealism on 7/12/07
still you know the waydo you feel those electrons flowing through you when you hear this song too? when they blow up our communications telephone wires and morse codes will you still swim in the streams with me like you used to small black bugs on our legs and we pick them off like monkeys speaking of, i think mating season is soon oh-e-oh-e-oh. so let's do it.still you know the way
in Other on 5/22/07
those boysi miss you terribly i think about you constantly you are a tumor in my brain eating away atthose boys
me slowly creeping towards my heart
o, my name it means nothing and my arms are limp noodles my muscles melt into jelly i weigh too little and its told by my waist
waste away, he said, i'd like to have my sweater back. your sweater, i asked, after this many years you want that worn old used beaten and ugly sweater
i guess its just a need to be around things so similar to yourself.
in Open on 5/15/07
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Devious Information
- Websitehttp://myspace.com/dissidents
- EmailFindingTheSky@gmail.com
- AIMi got jestds
- MSNfindingthesky@gmail.com
- Current Age: 19
- Current Residence: Wilmington, DE
- Interests: Parties, writing, weed, you
- Favourite movie: I Heart Huckabees
- Favourite band or musician: Mirah, The Blow, Devendra Benhart, Joanna Newsom, & the Beatles
- Favourite genre of music: mine
- Favourite artist: Marcel Duchamp
- Favourite poet or writer: e.e. cummings, hesse, and coupeland
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Shell of choice: Conk?
- Wallpaper of choice: Legalize Marihuana (from deviant art!)
- Skin of choice: MMD3 (winamp)
- Favourite game: the Sims
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2
- Favourite cartoon character: i hate cartoons, unless they're the anti drug ones from the 80s
- Personal Quote: i dont do drugs, i am drugs.
- Tools of the Trade: hammer, hatchet, hockabaloo
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"Though here at journey's end I lie in darkness buried deep, beyond all towers strong and high, beyond all mountains steep, above all shadows rides the Sun and Stars forever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, nor bid the Stars farewell."
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"Reality is a crutch for people who can't handle drugs."
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