Tattered-Stars

... Loves the Dude Piston.

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.Co.unt.erfeit..He.arts. by Tattered-Stars, literature

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.Co.unt.erfeit..He.arts.

I kiss you with open eyes, lips soft and warm and mmm. Tomorrow is just a replica, yesterdays fallacies. And today I love you all the same. You take my breath away. Screaming silent in darkness, all my lies. You have my attention now to mouth the words I cant hear. And when you realize this was all but a dream, do not be disturbed by the morbidity. For this reason I live on in denial ever weary. Mathematically we are systematically the proper equation. So long as we keep loving eachother, scribbling our signatures on this explicit contract, nodding to the rhythm, our fraud companionship. Beating as one wet ink leaving ma

g..e..o..r..g..i..a by Tattered-Stars, literature

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g..e..o..r..g..i..a

Peaches and grass robbins egg kissed, plush. My youth stands over the dirt road between two sap trees. I am dancing, naked feet on georgia's back Fire flies float about my Mason jar, but I never put the cap on. Not ever. And it is here that I want to die. Snapping twine bindings of dew, through burnt navy grey skies it emerges victorious. Powerful beauty in tangerine bliss, my morning.

Tick, Tick, Boom. by Tattered-Stars, literature

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Tick, Tick, Boom.

Wait. Slowly coming now. Sulking murderous soft velvet. Silently, planned, substantial intention. It wears black gloves, no fingerprints, cloaked. Corner of my eye. Spotted. Body frozen, pistons seized, turbines choked. Shadow seeping as ice fleeting swiftly into frozen doileys. I know its there. Its always there. When its not laughing its criticizing. Cold empty sockets where my steel sparkles dare not trespass. They fall along my skin, raising hairs, passing shadows where sunlight is vented. But now... Swirling up quickly behind me it wants to taste my sanity, to have a piece of its own and I cannot let it. Will not let it.

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-Dear Moments- by Tattered-Stars, literature

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-Dear Moments-

Fuzzy fruit is rather alarming and I am four years old. The kiwi hides its sweet and gentle flavor beneath a rough beige pelt, it's small package giving no hint at the lush jade meat within it. Beatrice, alias Betty Gup, sags at a mere five foot-two inches. A chestnut wig clings at a seventeen degree angle from a sweet face, and this small package giving no hint at the awe-inspiring woman within it. "You peel it here, like this." Her fingers wrapped about the fruit while she spoke as though I were entrusted with professional kiwi-eating secrets. "And then you eat the meat." She never spoke to me without love on her tongue and I was

Vacant .. Tears by Tattered-Stars, literature

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Vacant .. Tears

Placed in your hand I give to you the most precious of my posessions smooth and polished, clear as quartz and cool to the touch, this solid promise of never ending care was presented to you in trust. It was yours to keep in my times of darkness in my pit of despair when I locked myself away. I returned full of hope, bursting with joy.... crestfallen... as I found the shattered pieces of the very same promise beneath my feet. How can you bear yourself any longer knowing deception leaks from between the stitches of your soul?

.Sink.Or.Swim. by Tattered-Stars, literature

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.Sink.Or.Swim.

Everything you know.... Everything you have ever listened to, learned, seen.... None of that matters as much as you think it does. And that is perhaps the most powerful thing you will ever learn. The path you think you are given from the first grip of information presented to you That path, is not at a path at all. That path in fact is a doorway. A doorway to a sea. An ocean wide and amazing. And when you are finally ready to enter that door way, You are engulfed in a tidal wave. The meaning of life is learning to swim. Not just staying afloat and above water, but swimming. Swimming through that tidal wave as hard as you can just

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Toe Sted by Tattered-Stars, literature

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Toe Sted

Toe Sted "Yes." She cried, glaring at him. Eyes like steel glory, glimmer glazed. "How could you?" He yelled, slamming his hair covered fist down the wooden mahogany table. "How could I? You told me never to touch it, that you weren't proud of it and it didn't work like you wanted it to." Tears began tumbling down her porcelain cheeks, now a peppered flush. He thought then, words hiding between his tonsils, heart resting from its furious tick tocks at his rib cage. White knuckles soon loosened, returning fondly pork-ish pink, clenching his eyes as body inhaled…… and exhaled. Eyelids parting slowly, slits of calm yet paranoid blue slici

Intertwined by Tattered-Stars, literature

Pasghetti by Tattered-Stars, literature

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Pasghetti

.:.Pasghetti.:. Highest point of reflection past departed joy. Therein lies…… H ap pin e ss Do you recall? Buttercups and dragonflies, lollipops and catching frogs. Weren't those your grubby little fingers, chocolate chip smudged and jamming each crumbly morsel between blushed apple cheeks harboring twinkling star glossed eyes? Or were they yesterday's…. Cut, clip, sn

RAMEN by Tattered-Stars, literature

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RAMEN

Defining Ramen: Really the bare minimal food source Or truly elegant cuisine? The goldfish snacks come and go, half eaten doughnuts have lost their flare, but one personal favorite and champion contender of the junk food world is undeniably Ramen brand soup. 'Soup' may only be used to describe Ramen lightly: most soup does not come in breakable, crunchy form. Campbell's soup for example, comes in as a close second for longest shelf life compared to Ramen. If it weren't for the delightful season packets, A.K.

Sigh Lence by Tattered-Stars, literature

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Sigh Lence

SIGH LENCE Silence is always beautiful to dreamers, poets… Free minds and the homeless that write religious quotes for quarters… But to really understand the deadness of silence, could you stale the emotion of your flowing, running locks of hair? Mute the flames of sparkle in your blue eyes your mother gave, gazing into them as she died in your arms next to her favorite chair, in the house she mortgaged multiple times to save memories of an alcoholic Puerto Rican who named you Gabriel Gomez? Could you really be capable of losing the sing song voices of your dearest friends and the whirring buzz of that coffee machine you got on clearance w

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About Tattered-Stars

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United States
Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: UPDATE: Connecticut were... Nothing happens :( Chicago, Illinois-where movies happen and lives dont.
Favourite genre of music: Devour all types of music then vomit. Yes. I would say that's about right.
Favourite photographer: -+-Uelsmann-+-
Favourite style of art: ~+* The art kind *+~
Operating System: 010010010010010010010010101001010010101010101001010101001010010111010010101011101001011
MP3 player of choice: If I could afford one of those, maybe I wouldnt be so bitter and jaded. No wait. I would be.
Shell of choice: You can hear the ocean out of mine :d
Skin of choice: .:+:. HIS .:+:.
Favourite cartoon character: STEWIE -WHAT THE DEUCE??- - VICTORY IS MINE!!- <3
Personal Quote: Do it Or Screw it.

Favourite Visual Artist

VAN GOUGH, Giger, Burton.

Favourite Movies

Boondock Saints, fear & loathing in las vegas, shawshank redemption, awakenings, Clerks, ETC....

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Johnny Cash (RIP), MSI, AAF, seether, knickelback....

Favourite Writers

Victor Hugo.

Favourite Games

TETRIS <3, Monopoly, DDR, Gears of War

Favourite Gaming Platform

HAHAAA... Oh.. Oh god.. *tear*...... Oh wait you were serious.... >.>

Tools of the Trade

Now if I told you that, you'd have the chance to scream and run wouldn't you?

Other Interests

And they give me a little box for this question -.- HA. You DA people...

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Tattered-Stars

May 8, 2008

.:Hospice:.

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Hello everyone. Its been a long while and I need to get back in touch with my creativity and... myself. I just wanted to update this so that it doesnt look like the owner of this artspace has moved out and left it life-less. I exist <3 To those of you who have recently discovered and appreciated my work, thank you very much. I plan to have more just as soon as the machine is oiled. Update: +Married, Wonderfully +Living in connecticut, Miserably +Lonely and unhappy with life and surroundings, Desperately Best of luck and love to you, T

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Tattered-Stars

Apr 22, 2007

Shock!

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Im alive... Its been since May 19, 06. Thats nearly a full year without DA.... Inexcusable. I know. Most of you have given up on me by now, surely. Update: +Engaged +Starting medical school +Fiance in Navy +Unable to write +Planning wedding +New tattoos +New friends Any questions? Who remembers me!? Hahah! Much love :)

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Tattered-Stars

May 19, 2006

.~+Ta Poupee+~.

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The comedy of the matter is that I am very much active. I just don't have the mental space to keep up with my creativity or self... School has come to a halt. Life is very fast but nonetheless, satisfactory. I have been unable to write for months. It isnt because I am blocked, but more that I can feel the things I want to write about swelling within me and just cant bring myself to confront them. Soon I will have to spill though, I feel the seams ripping. -He- is doing very well and is working. I am happy to announce we have found the best sex position for us. This is a minor victory for me, as I have a bad hip and cannot make love to him a