Just a reminder:

Here's a subtle reminder to everyone in this community:

You may not repost anything in here without my permission.

This is a locked community. These images should stay here and only here unless you get approval to post them elsewhere.

This is more targeted to people who have been posting my pictures in places like GJ's flamecup- hell, i'm a good sport. If you just ask, I'll totally let you use really embarassing pictures of me in flames. I don't care. xD

Fuck, i'll even find embarassing ones for you to use. I'm really a good sport and I find the whole concept of flamecup to be hilarious and I get a kick out of it... so just make sure you ask, okay?

Thanks. :)

**edit** I've even enabled anon comments, so don't be afraid to ask.


A poem from middleschool.

(x-posted to miss_watson and crash_babies)


My friend turned to me today
and questioned me on
how my life is.
I said
only to pacify.
She asked how I could compare
my life to a fruit
and I started to explain.

It's bitter at times
sallow and rough-skinned
not yet at its prime
and soon it will ripen
and bloom
-as do I-
with each passing day.
Maybe it's bruised
and people tend to put it back
on cold shelves until
it is raw and ripe
to their liking.

When they bite into it
with neatly-capped teeth
they go straight to the core
and continue to eat away at it
until either they're full,
disgusted or there is
nothing left
but a pit in the center-
hard and exposed
but the only evidence of the life
that was so sweet.

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