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Dead LetterYou did it so many times, and I hated you for it. You ignored everyone you love, you ignored everyone who loved you. You did it because you felt good, because it was painful, but, hey, you felt good, right?Dead Letter
I hate you, and I'm glad you're dead. You were selfish in life, and now you're selfish in death. You were my best friend, the best friend anyone ever had. But, you know, you didn't know. You didn't know anything about friendship. You didn't know anything about love.
I feel ignored. I feel lost. How could anyone, how could you, be so careless? So ignorant? So so ignorant... You did away with everyone
by =ArtehPants
The Word FaggotNo one really knew why he was there. We all cocked our heads as we walked past the office that morning, but, despite our probing curiosity, we strolled quickly past, pretending to talk about video games and the new episode of some television show. I injected a word or two, but the discussion wasn't really being processed in my head. He was the star student of the school. Straight A's, student council president, and star football player who had taken us all the way to state just last year. He was the type of athlete who didn't brag, didn't drink with the popular crowd, and made a point to join most of the school's clubs, even the anime club. &The Word Faggot
by =ArtehPants
A Few Steps BehindI trotted five steps behind my brother as we went, trying to ignore any prying gazes that fell in our direction. The people were all watching me, and I didn't know how to make them stop. Hiding behind the safety of my brother felt better, but it wasn't enough. Not at all. "You sure you're gonna be alright?" My brother looked over his shoulder at me, his head leaning back just enough to see up to my knotted chest.A Few Steps Behind
"Y-yeah." "Mom said that when ya do that talking 'th-thing', you're not gonna be okay. Do I need ta call her?" Jonathon was twelve, and for as smart as he was, he wasn't yet
by =ArtehPants
In the GreaseThe whole line was staring at me, and, as I stooped down, I knew the angry mob of hungry customers was tempted to push me aside and trample past to the counter. It was on the floor, the quarter I had dropped: right at my feet. I had been lucky gathering the amount of change that I had. Without the quarter, I couldn't pay for my meal.In the Grease
The quarter was stuck to the floor, like a piece of gum to the bottom of a shoe. There was no flavor-crystal covered rubber to glue it down, but the thin layer of grease spread across the laminate tile was enough to trap it. I tried to flip it up with my index finger, but it ref
by =ArtehPants
These are the short stories I've written for both school and pleasure. Some of them I don't like, some of them I do like, and some I have yet to post. Anyway, I hope you like it, and feel free to write any sort of critique you want, so long as it's constructive. I'd like to better myself as an author, and even if you're critiquing a story that I don't like and would rather *not* have posted, I'll take everything you say into consideration. Thanks! ^^ |
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Poetry
The Family CameraThe family camera flashed the ancient one, the archaic one the one that only showed the son.The Family Camera
It only developed the light and it didn't develop the dark a new testament to an old vision.
I guess I never showed in that image of theirs since I developed in the dark where I was happily ignored.
I was proud at first of that biblical curse to be in the dark but that wore and wore until I cried for the light each day, more and more.
But it cannot be attained if in the camera you do not exist because you cannot be r
by =ArtehPants
I Touched Her Hand...I touched it because I could. It was cold, it was wrinkled, but it was there, and I was there. I would support it. She wasn't awake, but she wasn't asleep. I guessed that was where she was, in the transition. In the grey. That place you're in at dawn's first peak through the bedroom window. That's where she was.I Touched Her Hand...
I touched her hand...
Her wrinkled hand. It was losing color, but I couldn't stop it. I wasn't there to stop it. I could hold her hand because I had to hold her hand, I was there to do it. I restored the warmth, but I couldn't restore the life. The life that was there. The life that had once shown me li
by =ArtehPants
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The Family CameraThe family camera flashed the ancient one, the archaic one the one that only showed the son.The Family Camera
It only developed the light and it didn't develop the dark a new testament to an old vision.
I guess I never showed in that image of theirs since I developed in the dark where I was happily ignored.
I was proud at first of that biblical curse to be in the dark but that wore and wore until I cried for the light each day, more and more.
But it cannot be attained if in the camera you do not exist because you cannot be r
by =ArtehPants
Dead LetterYou did it so many times, and I hated you for it. You ignored everyone you love, you ignored everyone who loved you. You did it because you felt good, because it was painful, but, hey, you felt good, right?Dead Letter
I hate you, and I'm glad you're dead. You were selfish in life, and now you're selfish in death. You were my best friend, the best friend anyone ever had. But, you know, you didn't know. You didn't know anything about friendship. You didn't know anything about love.
I feel ignored. I feel lost. How could anyone, how could you, be so careless? So ignorant? So so ignorant... You did away with everyone
by =ArtehPants
The Word FaggotNo one really knew why he was there. We all cocked our heads as we walked past the office that morning, but, despite our probing curiosity, we strolled quickly past, pretending to talk about video games and the new episode of some television show. I injected a word or two, but the discussion wasn't really being processed in my head. He was the star student of the school. Straight A's, student council president, and star football player who had taken us all the way to state just last year. He was the type of athlete who didn't brag, didn't drink with the popular crowd, and made a point to join most of the school's clubs, even the anime club. &The Word Faggot
by =ArtehPants
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I'm a furry who spends most of their time on FurAffinity, but used to be only on deviantART. I'm gay, and a babyfur. You have a problem with that, then I'd sure hope you don't have a problem with being on my block list XD Anyway... I tend to rant a lot, but that's just because I'm a writer with constant writer's block, so ranting is a good release. If you watch me and get offended by my rants, feel free to argue your point maturely, I love a good debate. In addition to ranting, I do a lot of fiction writing, some of it I may post, but I'm assuming it won't get too much attention, so I make a point not to clog my gallery with it.Also, my fursona, Artiantil (Ar-shin-tul), or Arty for short, is of the folf species (a combination of fox and wolf). Corny, I know  Anyway, feel free to add me to your messenger. I'm currently dating someone, don't really expect anything more than a friendship. I hope you enjoy my deviantART page ^^ Note: Any art in my gallery is most likely *NOT* drawn by me, so please, as much as I love being complimented, don't compliment me and say I'm a good artist, because I'm a writer, not an artist  |
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