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Social You never stopped to think about it before, but that's the ironic beauty of it. So bizarre that it took a social setting for you to realize just how alone you are in the outside world. No, don't fret. There is no need to worry and cry. Then again, nobody has to tell you that, since you won't anyways. Being surrounded by people that are similar to you and connecting with any given one are two different things. Hard to believe it took you this long to catch on. Enjoy yourself as you may, but you have always seemed to have difficulty making contact. The mortal shells around you seem to tick aSocial


Faith No More - Chapter 14 Though Abel's determination had brought him a dozen or so miles from where his day began, it seemed there was no end in sight. Tired and weary, the runaway finally caved in to his physical limitations. Walking lazily towards the nearest tree, Abel collapsed into it and slid down the trunk until he sat upon the ground.Faith No More - Chapter 14
The thought hadn't crossed his mind all day, but the distance Abel had come was unbelievable. There was no real way to tell how far he had traveled, but it had to be an unrealistic amount. Thinking the situation over again, the setting he was in suddenly seemed surreal


Cleptomania I stole my freedom today. I can't explain the devious joy that fills my being, but it's something that overcomes my very essence. I finally stole my vessel. You probably don't get it, but I needed a ship to make my way into the real world. Perhaps you'll understand when I show it to you. I stole someone's face today. Don't laugh at me, I'm serious. Don't fill your mind with grotesque images of gore. My victim was hapless, and now nobody will recognize them. I stole that same person's body the day after. They'll probably never forgCleptomania


today i destroy the worldtoday i destroy the world. not that the world needs destroying, or that your defininition of the world will be the same as mine because my world Is the tar-sealed road and the bloodstains on the wall and the boy that will never grow to be a man.today i destroy the world
the ruminations from a mind worth breakin' the thinkers contant heart is shaken both of them are part of my world.
the wars in a distant land the knife in an unfeeling hand the killer's mind, in itself. a brand.
there is no peace in death just what coulda been i won't tell you all i've


On submitting proseOkay. So you've written something. Part of a story perhaps, or a description. A prologue or a novel chapter. You want to post it as a deviation on dA.On submitting prose
Fair enough.
You want comments? You want people to take your writing seriously?
Show us you take your writing seriously then.
1. Proofing and Polishing.
If you apply for a job and your CV is full of typos, spelling mistakes and poorly worded sentences, you won't get the job. Your application will go in the bin.
Most people on dA don't know you. If they randomly find your work and it looks like you dashed it of
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Dododododo!!!
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"I don't regret the way I live my life,
whether it is "right" or "wrong".
I graciously await my punishment in death,
for simply living my life."
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Dododododo!!!
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"I don't regret the way I live my life,
whether it is "right" or "wrong".
I graciously await my punishment in death,
for simply living my life."
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Dododododo!!!
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Hey Thats My Bread And Butter Your Fucking With.
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"I don't regret the way I live my life,
whether it is "right" or "wrong".
I graciously await my punishment in death,
for simply living my life."
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Hey Thats My Bread And Butter Your Fucking With.
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It's not about who you are or where you're from
It's about where you are and what you did to get there, son.
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(\_/) I SUPPORT BUNNY !
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"I don't regret the way I live my life,
whether it is "right" or "wrong".
I graciously await my punishment in death,
for simply living my life."
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