|mooncalled-whiterose.deviantar… (Commission Info)|
A crumpled up letterYou find the parchment in the remnants of an old campsite, laying close to a pile of ashes, long since cold. Somehow, the letter has survived the wind and the rain and the fire. Picking it up, you uncrumple the aged, faded parchment to see an unaddressed, unsigned letter, although it's obvious who it's being written to. The handwriting is careful and precise. Toward the end, a few paragraphs are slightly obscured, the ink running as if drops of salt water had been dropped on them.A crumpled up letter by mooncalled-whiterose
My parents never really understood who I am. They never could understand why I was never interested in the girls and women they introduced me to. Oh, that endless line of young things, many of them half my age. Some even younger. I guess I didn't understand then, either, why all their large, batting eyes and carefully displayed skin failed to do anything more than make me feel ill. I tried, I really did, but it just felt so... wrong. Like I was lying to them. Like I was lying to myself. I di
paranoia?Oh gods, this is all our fault. We did this. We all did this. It got so much bigger than we ever thought it would, but It'S all our fault.paranoia? by ravenofroses
LEt's have a paranormal imagE thread, we said. Look at mY creepy photoshOps, we said. (oh, I can tell by the pixels.) It's all good fUn, something to giVe us a nicE little scare while we wait For Halloween season to roll around.
And then sOme bright goddamn kid gets the idea to shop a pictUre of HIM. It's Not all his fault, of course, but it starteD there. Blank face, black suit, it's funny because it's horrifying. He eats children, he said, and you only see HiM on film or when it's too late.
Except He doesn't just eat children anYmore, does He? It's a virus, Mutating until only thE basic Structure remainS the sAme. Mutating and spreadinG by the nEwfangled substitute for word-of-mouth that is the internets. He's mutating, and getting in on the fun just makes it worse.
Let's make a movie, we said. Let's make a blog and a Twitter and a goddamn Faceboo
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Current Residence: Canada. <3
Favourite genre of music: Rawk. Rawk and loud, throbbing techno
Favourite style of art: Anime, manga.... I like almost everything.
Operating System: Vista. It's not that bad, really. Stupid Apple.
MP3 player of choice: My iDare, the poor, dying thing.
Shell of choice: I hate seafood! D8<
Skin of choice: OMG YOU RACIST! D8
Favourite cartoon character: The Joker <3
Personal Quote: "Wait... what? o.o?"