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Prelude to a High by mrwhite, literature

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Prelude to a High

chase the vicadin with a bud light while an unopened bottle of red chills in the fridge i don't know what the other two meds were but neither of them helped my back perhaps one was useless because it expired two years after the patient it was prescribed to had her c-section and moved on some big pink fucking thing the other, from my girlfriend's brother was a giant white horsepill it went down easy enough but my lower back is still killing me my daughter and i are spending the night with bruce willis, dying hard, in long beach my daughter's mother is spending the night with her sister in the labor ward of downey commu

crazytalk by mrwhite, literature

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crazytalk

on the day that the innocents died i was standing over there by the river and i was looking down and i could see my reflection and i watched the time pass me by and i was staring at myself and i thought i saw god but it was only for a moment and in that moment i could hear a scream a wild and insignificant scream it was a woman's voice and it called to me through the fog and i sat there staring at the water below and i thought back to my childhood and when my father would beat me and he would use a leather strap and my mother would cry she would sit in the corner and cry then i saw my reflection in the water and i c

Lost is that Girl by mrwhite, literature

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Lost is that Girl

torn down piss drunk a 2 week old beard and stained tears there is a silence i once knew and her name was clara beyond the river of scarlet past the dried creek of pain in the snow-covered mountains of empathy i found her corpse transparent no matter how much i say i miss you they are still only words typed out in an all too familiar pattern this virtual infatuation was nothing new nor was this admiration of you

Some Sappy Shit by mrwhite, literature

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Some Sappy Shit

When I lay down and hold you in my arms nothing else matters. When I hear you laugh or call my name I smile. When you cry and tears fall from your eyes I feel awful. It's a shame I'm not better to you. I never had anyone like you before. When I watch you sleeping on the floor I want to be down there with you. When you brush your teeth it's the cutest thing. When you're sick and need help I only wish I could do more. I never knew I would have anyone like you before. Your eyes are the exact same hazel as mine. Your chin is almost as cursed. The curls in your hair and the wide feet belong to me as well. You are my daughter and

Secretly Jealous by mrwhite, literature

Nuclear Fetish by mrwhite, literature

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Nuclear Fetish

black straps line the top of the bedspread leather is king in a world of queens and you sit in a throne with a winged back your hair falls from your shoulders black as the pupils that fail to dilate behind a mask of eye shadow and warpaint hammond organs play to pipe dreams as shadows oversee a land long fogotten in a world as barbaric as this currency is an exchange of power vacant is the house of god and nonexistent is the supermarket i once bought pomade from nothing comes from poverty while foreboding is the peasant that dreams of an uprising yet it is at your feet i kneel staring at the seams of you stockings a

Not So Merry Go Round by mrwhite, literature

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Not So Merry Go Round

piping and repetitive drums ask me, "wanna play?" as i hear laughter in the beackground swaying is something i'm accustomed to but never in a crowd as full as the local amusement park incantations and da-dee-das play upon the sticks and tapping toes as we twirl from left to right and repeat broke down in a breakdown of ragtime and shivers french men and women carry a tune i could never hold and my eyes begin to flutter lights begin to blur as dragons and tigers race after lions in a fury of black and white soon i begin to shiver as i realize i left the window cracked and it's the cold air leftover from last night the ca

unlucky in love by mrwhite, literature

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unlucky in love

sipping wine in the back seat of a buick all the while my dick is getting sucked for a spare twenty i shut my eyes and remember that christmas we spent together with presents and trees and the overcooked turkey we ate after the power went out over on thirty-second and alhambra i came in her mouth and wished it was you after she got outta the car i drove west when i saw the ocean i realized you were better off dead than with me

Ponytail Girl by mrwhite, literature

MONSTER MOVIES by mrwhite, literature

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MONSTER MOVIES

Lshelved high and put away next to a broken container formaldehyde keeps the neighbors safe from the evil that lurks in the darkness of a distant corner disappearances and nuances what happened to this little town? the house on the hill last on the left thrives on history and what lurks beneath the sounds of power tools and circus music play off the breeze of a southwestern wind backyards open to demons and halloween becomes prom night silver powder burns and shotgun shells sight the devil's mark as mist pours from within and fresh graves empty under the moonlight toxic waste on a decayed face these are the things t

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Voluntary Disembowelment by mrwhite, literature

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so Pretty by mrwhite, literature

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so Pretty

growing up, i wonder if she ever felt pretty i watched her play and sing songs in the pumpkin patch she danced and danced all the while staring at the stars she was the prettiest girl in school and everyone kept their distance of her beauty pretty was her face and her ruffled black dresses collared white pretty was her smile white and vacant pretty was the color of her skin glistening pale and shadowed from the heat of such fire in the sky pretty was she who never spoke to me ugly was her world

boogedy boi by mrwhite, literature

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Gifted by fauxgravity, literature

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Gifted

She chews leaky black ink pen Nib kisses liquid of secret love Dreams of tangible guitar rhythm Knocks back her bloodied Mary And winces at every ring of her phone He rests sweating palms on dirty keys Stares, unfocused at the ravenous eye Flickering devourer of concrete flair Leaves a thumbprint of blood on the mouse And smiles violently into nothing She kicks off her hundred dollar heels Feasts on marscapone skin Greedy fists seeking compensation Feeding on the flesh of forte Papercuts revealing barren veins 130 minutes of low-budget neon Drunken masturbation into perfumed heat Cheap glare at the cheap production And at th

Dance Of The Mannequins by fauxgravity, literature

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Dance Of The Mannequins

In this vanilla playground Flesh-plated mannequins dance With concrete spattered tree stumps Blindly moving to the organ grind Smiling wildly to the winds of harmony Excruciating lull of discontent Cherry pickers line their pockets With swollen, sweet, sickened lips Watching the sway of the cabaret Entranced for a lifetime by the theatre Of these seduced dancers A performance of engaging pain Breast-fed babies, smiling cinnamon Seep into the bruised ribs of their mothers Quieted by macabre joy Rocking their own weight in cadence They clench a fleshy fist swathed in blanket And watch their puppets flinch _

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Johnny Scaredycrow by mrwhite, visual art

Johnny Scaredycrow

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Queen of my Desktop by mrwhite, visual art

Queen of my Desktop

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Deviant for 21 years
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Current Residence: Last House on the Left
Favourite genre of music: Deathrock, Gothabilly, & Circus Music
Favourite style of art: Fetish Porn
Operating System: Windows XP Home Ed.
Shell of choice: Turtle

Favourite Movies

Heathers

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Neil Diamond

Favourite Writers

Charles Schultz

Favourite Games

Russian Roulette

Favourite Gaming Platform

Atari 2600

Tools of the Trade

Scalpel and/or bonesaw

Other Interests

Poking dead things with sticks

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mrwhite

Sep 18, 2002

Back From Sin City

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vegas was decent. plenty of drinks. blackjack, roulette, and bunjy. but the only thing i ever wrote down was the room number.

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mrwhite

Sep 12, 2002

Sin City

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headed for a bender in vegas for the next 4 days. maybe i'll write a lot. maybe nothing at all. either way, i'll be drunk.

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mrwhite

Sep 2, 2002

dearly beloved

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we are gathered here today to celebrate the arrival of one Mr. White and his twin pearl-handled .45s

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snottyangst

Dec 18, 2003

i just got into the holidays mood

and i wanted to wish u the best this end of the year

and, of course, tnks for everything

~geno

snottyangst

May 25, 2003

hey

i'm just passing to say hi Aww

and leave a pretzel Pretzel

spyed

Apr 10, 2003

Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.

You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.

I offer only the truth, nothing more.

Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill

Fella

spyed, nobody has ever done this before.
Ninja

I know. That's why it's going to work.

Do not try and bend the spoon ...

snottyangst

Feb 14, 2003

and as i won't be here tomorrow....

wish you a happy valentine's day

Black Rose

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I have to tell you that communicating with people through a monitor doesn't make them any less like the grating, brain-consuming parasites that I've always suspected they are. They just have more time to say the vacant things they say in a wittier way. I'd be a hermit, but how would we get down and nasty?

...end of New Years mental vomit. I hope this one is nothing like the last one for you.

pantopicon

Dec 31, 2002

Read the note I sent you, or, I'll cry.