So now, I've got myself a MacBook Pro! And I'm the happiest little girl on the planet, etc, etc. I'm also updating everything I have everywhere, so it's just a matter of time until I remember about deviantART.
Hoorah!


Tired SunlightHe was tired. Sitting on that stoop, face in hands, waiting for the sunrise, he was tired. Nighttime had always been a nightmare. It was when everything happened and no one could see, no one could, no one would stop. He looked up from his hands to the sun, rising from behind the city skyline, languidly touching the high-rise buildings. At some point of the sweaty night, he had found himself wandering aimlessly through the alleys and streets, and with his cigarette trapped between his lips, holding his red lighter up to it, he realized he had nowhere to go. So, he sat on the stoop and waited, finishing his last cigarette. The sun wTired Sunlight


LoversLounging lazily on the pile of pillows we had so carefully constructed, she hummed something, a book in her hands and a cigarette on her lips. She was really a terrible singer. Awful. But she was a great hummer. Is there such a thing as great hummer? I'm not sure. Doesn't matter, though. She was humming and reading and smoking, and she suddenly laughed, the cigarette dropping off her lips. Shit!, she said, picking it up. She proceeded to describe the funny scene, where the protagonist would make the biggest ass of herself. I didn't know you still read those books, said I. Well, she said. I do. They're terrible, she added, but I stLovers
| I often wish I was better at writing - it's something I really enjoy. Because I read a lot, I often pay attention to techniques writers use and try to apply them to my writing. I have a few projects that are on the way of completion - some closer than others, I'm afraid. I don't really enjoy sci-fi or anything that is too far away from reality. I do like writing about personal experience or things I have seen or felt. I also wish I was better at drawing, really. I try, but I'm not very good at it. It's mostly a hobby. I've got a big identity crisis at least once a week because I don't know where I'm from. I was born in Portugal, but I never actually lived there, and I don't exactly consider myself Brazilian, so it's a big mush of confusion... |
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Just as Ranned.
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Kyuuuuuuu~
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Oh, but of course it meant nothing. It never means anything, now, does it?
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Kyuuuuuuu~
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...wait, did I just type that out loud?
I agree with steve. It rocks!
Oh, btw, you do write well...
(told you they had awesome stuff)
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