dexter
- Name
- dex
- Age
- 15
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- Argentina
- Joined date
- March 1st, 2008
Stories
Articles
Stranger Encounter With Abnormal Being
articles, April 26th, 2009
150 Humans Disappeared Within 1 Minute
articles, April 14th, 2009
Underground Civilization
articles, March 26th, 2009
Supreme Court Decline Death Penalty for Child Rape
news, August 12th, 2008
I Was a Teenage Fairy
reviews, August 12th, 2008
Monster by Walter Dean Myers
reviews, May 26th, 2008
Darkly Dreaming Dexter
reviews, May 18th, 2008
Poems
No Sleep for the Night
January 28th, 2010Spikes
February 27th, 2009Teenage Brains
February 16th, 2009Through the Screen
June 24th, 2008
Journals
Would you be interested in reading these two stories...?
November 4th, 2009What would your reaction be if your 13 year old friend told you she had sex with a 17 year old?
November 1st, 2009because you can't really have a good birthday without some South Park themed cake.
October 23rd, 2009I love you Mibba but... [does anyone have a neopets account?]
October 11th, 2009
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Friends
Whenbutterflys
Miss Authoress
the hunger
paradise.
Kurt's Denial
Jewel Nicole
Electric Goat
meganMassacre.
rai-rai
Kite
MyUnseenLove
hcpanket
Aelf
HippieDays
Kat.Zoidberg.Snarf
ultraviolet;About
the sound was deliciously slow.
penetrating through the skin of the floor and wrapping around the tongue of a lonely jaw.
Eyes blazing and melting at the touch of a lightning, laughing at the sadness.
The spider flew upstairs in a downward motion to the south, in look of the wings.
And now the sky was falling up and the girl was standing in, with a touch
a violent touch that grazed over the land of her thighs.
A mountain down below, an iris of a burning sun was glittering with anger
and the wrath of its ostentatious glee was swept away....
the knee was making his bones hurt
the volcano erupted with an equal amount of stars and pus.
Now it aches, aches, aches.
The river of my solitude is expanding.
West.
I (don't can't won't shouldn't) think.
"nothing I do can make up for the things I have done."
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dec.15,'96 - feb.2,'10
your eyes are my own now...
penetrating through the skin of the floor and wrapping around the tongue of a lonely jaw.
Eyes blazing and melting at the touch of a lightning, laughing at the sadness.
The spider flew upstairs in a downward motion to the south, in look of the wings.
And now the sky was falling up and the girl was standing in, with a touch
a violent touch that grazed over the land of her thighs.
A mountain down below, an iris of a burning sun was glittering with anger
and the wrath of its ostentatious glee was swept away....
the knee was making his bones hurt
the volcano erupted with an equal amount of stars and pus.
Now it aches, aches, aches.
The river of my solitude is expanding.
West.
I (don't can't won't shouldn't) think.
"nothing I do can make up for the things I have done."
facebook | myspace | last.fm
blog
dec.15,'96 - feb.2,'10
your eyes are my own now...
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