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druscilla; and blue.

Sometimes we reach what's realest
by making believe.
druscilla; and blue.
Name
Druscilla Ryan
Age
21
Gender
Female
Location
Looking for the moon.
Joined date
December 24th, 2006

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As long as you have a reason, you can write however the fuck you want.
I respect the editors and the job they do.
I will not, however, change my stories.
I have a reason that I write that way and if my stories are taken down from the list, I trust my readers will find them anyway.
Thank you<333



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After a fall such as this,
____I shall think nothing of tumbling downstairs!


__________________________________________mad as a hatter, thin as a dime.

_____________________go ask alice when she's 10 feet tall.

_______________________________________If you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison' it is
_________________________________________almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later.


______when logic & proportion have fallen sloppy dead.

___________________________________They're dreadfully fond of beheading people here;
_____________________________________the great wonder is, that there's any one left alive!


_________'Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas--only
____________I don't exactly know what they are!'


_______________________________________________Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.




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___I'M SICK OF SEARCHING FOR ENDINGS.
_______I WANT TO FIND BEGINNINGS.




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'In that direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round, 'lives a Hatter: and in that direction,' waving the other paw, 'lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.'
'But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice
'You must be' said the Cat 'or you wouldn't have come here'.




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_____________The Queen turned crimson with fury, and, after glaring at her for a moment
_____________like a wild beast, screamed 'Off with her head! Off—'
________________'Nonsense!' said Alice, very loudly and decidedly, and the Queen was silent.




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"a very precise amount of eyeliner"

_______________________________________________“They picked me.” he whispered. “They knew me."

__________I found your anime porn collection...

______________________________________________"I believe in you."

“If I tried running through it, Brendon,” Ryan asks,
____________“do you think I’d keep going after it broke?”


__________________________________________"Isn't he pretty, Dru?" Ryan asked, face lighting up. "Isn't he?"

___________There were dark circles under his bloodshot eyes.

___________________________Look me in my eyes, you fucking bastard.

___He fell asleep in my bed
_______with me and when I woke
_________up the next morning he was
___________sitting on the window seat.


_____________________________________________You have fucking raindrops for eyes.

____________________________It’s fucking sadistic what I put myself through.

___________"I want to be a bird."

__________________________________________________"We're trying to help her find Wonderland."

___________________As the bluebird flies and the clock strikes nine
___________________We will find, we will find, it is time, it is time.
___________________As the blackbird cries and the clock strikes nine
___________________We will find, we will find, it is time, it is time
___________________To die, to die.


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Screams. Sticky bloody footprints. 911. Crying. Choking breaths.


_____________________________________________________"The stars are falling. I’m going to burn up."

____All while I watched the shadows dance on the ceiling.

_______________________________________________Ryan laughed, leaning over the edge of the
________________________________________________________balcony, only one foot on the ground.


______We’re liars, but when you lie with a pen it’s acceptable.

___________________________________I stared at myself wondering why doesn’t it hurt?

______________________Ryan stepped into the room, arms pulled against his chest, fists balled under his chin.

_____Our faces were mirrors of opposites.

___________________________It’s nothing worth living for, wasted dreams and pretend lovers.

___________It’s hotel rooms and empty tour buses and broom closets with locks.

____________________________________________________________She didn’t have months.

___This was the Dru his Dru had chosen to hazard in hopes of the right combination of pills.

______________________________Everything in your world can mirror something in her world.

_____________You use your hands to create art, not take life.

________________________________He printed Ana’s picture out and hid it in his notebook.




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Either way, as I said it before, I don't think that Dru's SIs were just sex. Actually I don't even think the main character was the real Dru, it would be naive to think it was. It was everyone because it just felt real, honest really. Because actually, they weren't SI. They were a weird kind of non-fiction. They were written as fact not fiction. They were auto-biographies. Like Kafka's work, or Burroughs', or even Fitzgerald was autobiographic in The Beautiful and The Damned. Those are just the literary examples that come to mind. Whatever. I just wanted to explain my statement regarding those stories. They feel honest and universal, I can put myself in her shoes and be okay. I can understand, I see that it's all true not just a sick fantasy, not just a teen daydream.
-sueno?




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I will love you until the day I die.

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Dear Maggie, Michael, Frankie, & Gabe;

I am so sorry.
But I will love you even if you don't exist.
And I will never completely give up.

- Mommy

'But what did the Dormouse say?' one of the jury asked.
'That I can't remember,' said the Hatter.