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Inaudible- "Exposition"“And?”Inaudible- "Exposition"
My husband always had to use my breasts as pillows. Always. It was beginning to hurt, as it did the last week and a half, but somehow that didn't deter him. It then occurred to me that I hadn't even told him, and I pushed his head gently away. I was not going to go through the effort it took to get up.
“Somehow it didn't register to me that she'd died and I just stayed home waiting for her, thinking she'd left.” I told him as I rolled over in bed to face him. “I waited and I waited there and every night I'd wait for her to come back. I thought she'd come back...”
by ~IndigoDagger
Inaudible Ch. 1- "Four"I remember the mattress being just a little spongy and dented whenever I slept. I always remember all the little holes in the mattress and the walls where I'd sleep and dusty cobwebs falling weightlessly into the heavy radioactive air, stinging with the scent of rusty nails and vodka.Inaudible Ch. 1- "Four"
Home. The very word to me seemed foreign, alien, yet always on my breath, as if I somehow, simultaneously, had yet never had one. And in a way that was very, very true.Home to me was the gray half-a-shanty behind the bar with the thin walls where I could hear everything, built of the ashy gray excuse for wood I saw everywhere, and the ubiquitous rus
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Cats.Svetlana was having her nap. My books were scattered across the floor like rubble from my daily, internal explosions, and I was half-conscious on the couch with a spray of papers and paperwork across my misshapen body. It was a typical afternoon.Cats.
It'd been months since I'd found out about my painful little daily reminder of Richard. Too long, in fact. I'd gotten used to it, stretching myself across the god-awful avocado green couch that Richard kept buried under a mess of throws and pillows. I was exhausted, more so than I remember being in my life.
And I suppose I'd never understand all this. The paperwork. How my b
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- Current Residence: Some random place in Texas
- Interests: The odd anime, writing, reading, wasting away my life, shopping, Rotsie
- Favourite movie: Jarhead, Sin City, Children of Heaven, Memoirs of a Geisha, Quest for Fire, Kiki's Delivery Ser
- Favourite band or musician: Blue Oyster Cult.
- Favourite genre of music: Whatever sounds good.
- Favourite artist: Art Spiegelman (<3), Salvador Dali, Choe U-Ram
- Favourite poet or writer: Orson Scott Card, Lewis Carrol, Douglas Adams, Amy Tan
- Favourite photographer: That guy in my art class.
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: I don't do well with them newfangled whatchamacallits.
- Shell of choice: Conch?
- Wallpaper of choice: Pretty stuffiez.
- Favourite game: MGS series, The Sims, Resident Evil 4, Eternal Darkness, Legend of Zelda series, GRAW
- Favourite gaming platform: I'm not biased.
- Favourite cartoon character: Bert the Turtle
- Personal Quote: "Squibblez?"
- Tools of the Trade: A keyboard, a camera, a set of fingers, and a brain.
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