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    dots Submission Name: Eeeek...dots
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    Author: Raivn
    ASL Info:    33/f/al
    Elite Ratio:    4.28 - 1222/916/231
    Words: 405
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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       Recording my thoughts as I look in the mirror...


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    Glancing in the mirror this morning, I felt the need to stop and compose myself. Three days worth of mascara and black eyeliner has accumulated underneath my eyes, giving me the appearance of some psycho bitch, who is about to go postal and kill everyone she comes in contact with. This impression is not helped by that early morning scowl on my lips. You know the one, that horrible frown that you don't even realize you're making until someone sees you and asks why the hell you look so pissed off. My lips are frozen in that expression until I can manage to get awake. Attempting a smile now would be pointless. I do not smile at seven a.m.

    Surprisingly enough, the hair is fabulous. Perfectly straight, with that slightly askew look that implies you've been in bed, but not sleeping. The placement just screams, "I've been naughty." Don't I wish? I may have been bad with Johnny Depp in my dreams, but other than that, I couldn't tell you the last time. However, the lovely brown color that my hair is at this moment serves to make my eyes look insanely blue. Someone out there in the universe knew what they were doing when they gave me brown hair. Though I don't like to admit it, it looks better than any other color I have ever dyed it. Just don't tell my mom I said that.

    My skin perturbs me. So pale. In contrast to the dark hair, it almost looks like porcelain. Maybe it's just the lighting. I seem to look better in this bathroom than anywhere in the world. Maybe I should just set up residence in here, and entertain visitors. Throw a fleece blanket over the toilet and fill the tub up with pillows. I think it could work.

    Ahhh, the wonders of soap and water. Presto, chango, the psycho bitch is gone! Run a brush through the hair... it's just too damn sexy. Don't want to give the unsuspecting victim whiplash. The skin is suprisingly clear of blemishes, but that must mean I won't see anyone remotely attractive today. That's usually how it works. All that remains is to brush my teeth, and pick out some random outfit to spend the day at home in. No point in getting dressed up for Jessie...




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      very nice--a wonderful self portrait. Your imagerly and word choice are magnificent. This could be the precursor to a much longer piece, I think. In any event, great write.
    | Posted on 2007-09-07 00:00:00 | by bentnotbroken | [ Reply to This ]
      Hell yeah. this is writing, this is writing raivn and it raving wonderful! I think it is one of the best things in the world that you have ever written about...written at all, I think you should take this kind of something and run with it....


    Praise praise praise....

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    | Posted on 2007-07-31 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ]


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