druscilla is alice.
& the skates on the pond, they spell Alice.
- Name
- Druscilla Ryan Liddell.
- Age
- 22
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- United States
- Joined date
- December 24th, 2006
—the mad tea party—
Collections
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Conversations in Dreamworld.
'Lay it where childhood's dreams are twined.'
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The Nightmare Series.
'A nightmare is fed before it is born.'
—looking-glass insects—
Stories
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9 Months is a Long Time.
Latest update: Part 2 on October 21st, 2009
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A Retelling of Events That Never Happened.
Latest update: Part 10 on October 14th, 2009
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The Tree.
A 'Conversations in Dreamworld' oneshot.
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At Night.
Oneshot.
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You See Me Through Kaleidoscope Eyes.
(But Do You See What I'm Seeing?) Oneshot.
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On a Train to the Moon.
Oneshot.
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Drink of the River.
Oneshot.
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Open a Vein.
Oneshot.
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Twins.
A 'Conversations in Dreamworld' oneshot.
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Realization Without Absolution.
(or the world backwards and sideways). Oneshot.
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Voicemail.
Oneshot.
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S/he.
Oneshot.
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The End of Days.
Oneshot.
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My Mother Believed in Water Nymphs.
Oneshot.
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Objective Promiscuity.
Oneshot.
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Moving Portraits of Two Boys.
Oneshot.
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To the Bones.
Chaptered/completed.
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Infinity on a Rooftop.
Drabble.
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After He Unlocked the Door.
Oneshot.
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Lights Will Guide You Home.
Oneshot.
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After Supper.
Oneshot.
—the lobster quadrille—
Poems
What You Are.
November 17th, 2008April 14, 1912.
November 17th, 20083:16
November 17th, 2008
—the garden of live flowers—
Photographs
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Tripping eyes & flooded lungs. Northern Downpour sends its love.
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[Discussing the "Northern Downpour" video]
Kristen: When I first saw this video, I thought "this is so Dru".
Me: It's all words . . .
Kristen: You're all words . . . it's all Wonderland and words and
you're made of Wonderland and words.
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___________'but it's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.'
___________________________________"I'm just one hundred and one, five months and a day."
______________________"Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place."
After a fall such as
this,
____I shall think nothing of tumbling downstairs!
_____________________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.
___________________________________They're dreadfully fond of beheading people here;
_____________________________________the great wonder is, that there's any one left alive!
_______________________________________________Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.
_____________________"The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master— that's all."
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Thanks to everyone who voted for me!
It means a lot, more than you know.<333
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______________________I am Andy's Drumouse.
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_______“If you gave a shit
you would understand that I was so fucking touched by your music I had to write
fan fiction. My soul had to create art. I couldn’t keep the feeling that your music gave me
within myself, I had to release it somehow. You would fucking understand if you gave a
shit. People don’t write fan fiction because they are untouched. They write fan fiction
because they’re so god damn passionate about you, they don’t know what else to do with
themselves!"
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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.
______“I want to not know.”
___________________________________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.
____Then again, no one had ever seen him with
_______gauze wrapped around his wrists to keep the cuts from getting infected.
___________________________________“How long has it been since you fucked a girl?”
_______________________He wants to be forever in the five seconds it would take to hit the ground.
___Was he a prude? A tease? A child?
__________________________“I’m going to die if I don’t get it out."
__________________________________"I think the Dormouse is my favorite."
_____________________It had come out of everywhere, the feelings.
__________________________________________He wanted it, the breaking.
________My father was an alcoholic and he yelled
_____________at me when my eyes shined like my mother’s.
________________________________. . . just tulle and lace and silk and satin, every color in the rainbow.
___The world could have been ending (and for all he knew, it was). . .
____________________Ryan told his with words and she told hers
____________________________ with scars that would never fade.
____________________________________. . . spinning pictures of nightmares filled with monsters and maggots.
_______________________I feel like I’m seeing the world with a fish bowl on my head.
_________________“I could probably burn every inch of your body
__________and it wouldn’t be enough, would it?”
_____________________________We have come from there, but we cannot go back to what we were.
__________________________________His leaving wouldn’t change the reason Brendon was in the hospital bed.
__________________He’s going nowhere fast without a driver’s license.
. . . but there was no glass to press a face against in this room.
______But if no one is around to see an avalanche, it might not be caused by noise.
__________________________They were twins. He could he not know?
__________________Once upon a time I was younger and, perhaps, wiser than I am now.
________________________________________“I can’t shove my fist up your ass every time the
___________________________________music doesn’t go with your lyrics, Ry.”
_________________________The moans and screams and curses will echo off the walls of house.
______________________________________I live off of your flesh and you live in mine.
________________But sometimes there’s just angular hips & short hair & not-so-high-pitched voices.
__________His hands are trembling and it takes a few tries before the lighter will hold the flame.
_____________________She doesn’t need to be anchored when freedom is an arm’s length away.
___________________________Sometimes it’s just too much to hear the other boy say those things.
______________I’m a parasite to my own brain.
_________________________________What sickness was lurking under his skin?
_______________________________________________“Can I kiss him before I die?”
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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.
-kafka/Andy
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_____________________Clinical
______________________Manic
________________________Sick
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_______________I'm a twenty-first century Alice in Wonderland.
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_______________________________________________You came with a sickness
_____________________________________________Shot down back in Christmas - Kamikaze rain
'But what did the Dormouse say?' one of the jury asked.
'That I can't remember,' said the Hatter.