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    dotsJournal: Misty Mirrordots
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    Mood: Inspired

    Misty Mirror

    As with all good things, the coaxingly sweet way he whispered it pulled at her heartstrings. The coarse vibrations that sounded from his all-too-familiar lips tickled tears from her eyes. An intense beating fluttered through her vein, an inflammation that seemed to tear open her blood vessels, exploding like dominoes. He whispered it with such a tragic stare in his charcoal irises and a heartbreaking longing on his tongue. It was hardly fair how beautiful he was. Enchanting. Intoxicating. Captivating.


    “I love you, Lachira,” his words proclaimed it as truth. Gorgeous, desired truth.


    “Keane…” breathed Lachira, distracted by the brush of his hand on her cheek.


    “I do,” he assured her before she could disagree, “Don’t over think it, kiddo. I love you.”


    Coldly, she rolled her eyes, forcing back another wave of emotion, and said, “You don’t.”


    “Chi, please, I really love you.”


    “Don’t lie to me,” scolded Lachira, biting down on her lip. The dull torrent of taste that tinged her taste buds only caused her to bite harder. This flood of emotions struggled against her daily. Every time she thought she had it beat, it astounded her with its force. She was drowning under the fluctuating waves of despair, emptiness, anger, fright, and love most of all. “I didn’t ask you to lie to me.”


    Keane shook her lightly, his arms enveloping her in an embrace. Desperately, he kissed her cheek, the lips she cherished touching the wet stain of pain that trickled from her eyes. His lips traveled down along her jaw line, and a shiver of pleasure joined her already turbulent storm of emotions. Lips pressed against her flesh, he murmured, “I’m not lying to you. I want you to be mine. Only mine. Now. Always. I can’t lose you. Please, Chi, believe me.”


    “I’m no good for you,” she told him, her body limp in his arms as she gave into the tug of detachment. She’d sort it out…later. Let someone else steer her actions, her mind. Just for a little while. He took her failure to protest as acceptance and let his lips travel down her neck, nipping at the soft skin just above her shoulder.


    “You’re too good for me,” he disagreed. It was those words that did it. His habit of downing himself always erupted a desire in her to illustrate the wings that she clearly saw illuminating all that he was. How amazing he was! How couldn’t he see it?


    “I love you, too,” she whispered, running her fingers through his hair. Leaning into his embrace, her lips sought his, and every feeling of extremity danced within a single flame of supernova heat dedicated to one thing. One purpose. For the next few hours, she was his as completely as she would ever be, and he was hers as completely as he would ever be. For the time, his heart beating with hers was all that mattered.


    The steam from the shower wrapped around her body as her feet touched the bathroom tiles. Her skin was red with the imprint of scorching water, and her eyes were puffy with tears she didn’t know were there. With her hand, she wiped the smoke from the mirror. The cool glass felt like ice. Or was it just her?


    “A lie. A beautiful, beautiful lie,” she scowled at her reflection. Empty anger.


    Could he love her? Could…would anything be different? Could she finally stop struggling against this rollercoaster of wretched happiness? No, it was a cycle. Again and again, she let herself hope. Hope for an end. Why shouldn’t she make her own end?


    “I can’t take it anymore,” her voice was cracked, barely audible. Chest tight, breathing unsteady, she ventured towards the cupboard in search of an old friend. She hadn’t seen him in awhile, and tonight seemed like a good night for a visit. There. A black handle peeking out at her. Hidden away like an unwanted child. How cruel she’d been to turn away from him! He’d only given her a release from pain. A true friend. Grabbing the black handle, she pulled the knife from its hiding place and crumpled to the floor. It’s blade caught the light and shined up at her. A creepy smile stole across her lips.


    “I love you,” died on her lips as her fingernails dug into her palm, the other hand dragging the “friend” up her arm. Red paint splattered against the white tiles. She watched the blood for awhile before closing her eyes.




    They never opened again.

    ...Created 2010-03-18 11:10:50

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: There it goes.

    False alarm.

    ...Created 2010-03-16 00:04:33

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: Mine.

    This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.


    Let it shine.


    ---


    No, I won't let you blow it out.

    ...Created 2010-03-15 05:05:05

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: All these lives-Daughtry

    Doesn't come down when she calls,
    "It's time for breakfast."
    Momma can't get down those halls
    Fast enough to see
    Glass is sprayed across the floor
    From the broken window.
    She can't breathe anymore.
    Can't deny what we know.

    They're gonna find you, just believe.
    You're not a person; you're a disease.

    All these lives that you've been taking,
    Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
    Broken homes from separation.
    Don't you know it's violation?
    It's so wrong, but you'll see.
    Never gonna let you take my world from me.
    The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
    But you ain't comin' in.
    You ain't comin' in.

    Posters hung on building walls
    Of missing faces.
    Months go by without the cause,
    The clues, or traces.

    They're gonna find you, just believe.
    You're not a person; you're a disease.

    All these lives that you've been taking,
    Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
    Broken homes from separation.
    Don't you know it's violation?
    It's so wrong, but you'll see.
    Never gonna let you take my world from me.
    The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
    But you ain't comin' in.

    Shed the light on all the ones who never thought they would become
    A father, mother asking why this world can be so cold.

    Doesn't come down when she calls,
    "It's time for breakfast."
    The memories begin to fall.
    She asks, "When will I be free?"

    All these lives that you've been taking,
    Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
    Broken homes from separation.
    Don't you know it's violation?
    It's so wrong, but you'll see.
    Never gonna let you take my world from me.
    The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
    But you ain't comin' in.

    All these lives that you've been taking,
    Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
    All these lives that you've been taking,
    Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
    All these lives that you've been taking,
    Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
    The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
    The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
    But you ain't coming in.

    ...Created 2010-03-13 07:05:26

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: Come on baby; one more time.

    I feel like a part of my ES spirit just died.


    Bonnie's gone. Light-o's gone.


    Que's never on.


    I hardly see Ben.


    ES. I love you. You know I do. Obviously, I must. I keep coming back. I never have had an intention to leave you permanently.


    It's the people. The memories. Both good and bad.


    I love you all. I miss my Dream. I miss the Dream. The Dream Sorn gave me.


    But I love all my new friends.


    Things change. And I'm grateful to have been along for the ride.

    ...Created 2010-03-10 20:17:22

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: Straightening things out...

    May there never cease to be light in your life.

    ...Created 2010-03-10 01:18:23

    dotsJournal: Rambledots
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    Mood: Sick as a sickly thing.

    If only I had no pride.


    /snorts/


    I am very proud of my pride. I am very proud of who I am. Sure, I have my nights. We all do, don't we? But I think I've maintained a fairly good projection. Maybe not here. Maybe not with certain people.


    Yeah, I've changed. But I'm stronger.


    I opened up.


    You ran away.


    It's all right. I don't really need anyone else. I'm always quite delighted to have friends, but there are very few people I think I really need. And even then it's just one of those I "need" this kind of things.


    I never fail.


    I just change goals.



    Don't judge me. And even when you know me, don't forget a person is only what they project.


    Peace m'dears.

    ...Created 2010-03-09 11:32:23

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: The Usual

    By the time we truly leave this world, how many times have died?

    ...Created 2010-03-01 09:40:02

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: Chill, dude.




    I really like the color of this one. And the saying on it. Generally, I make up my own sayings with whatever pops in my mind. Sometimes they turn out good; sometimes they don't.




    This one's saying is a line from one of my songs. I like the color scheme. :)





    I really like the message of this one. With the highlight of the mouth. I think it's pretty.




    This one makes me smile. Pretty much an all out edit.



    Made this for a friend on V-day.



    One of my all time favorites.



    A simple edit but I actually did quite a bit with it.



    Did this one forever ago, but I still think it's rad.



    Based off a dream.



    Used GIMP for this. Obviously made it for Kitty. >.> He never used it. I kind of like it though.



    Again, made this for a friend that never used it. xD



    Made this one for my roleplay charrie. I rather like it.



    All. Time. Favorite. Did it at like one, two o'clock in the morning.



    I really like this one. Spent a lot of time on it.

    ---


    Just felt like sharing.

    ...Created 2010-02-28 22:21:46

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: Listless

    I'm remotely attuned to Elite Skills again.


    //pokes her page with a half-hearted smile//


    Thank you all for the comments and thoughts. May the world shine light into your lives.

    ...Created 2010-02-22 03:31:58

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

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