Sweetacher
- Name
- -
- Age
- 16
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- Great Britain (UK)
- Joined date
- January 19th, 2009
Alternative Reality
Omertá
Latest update: Part 6 on July 12th, 2009Roll Call/Yellow Bird
Latest update: Part 1 on May 10th, 2009The Aviary
Latest update: Part 1 on May 10th, 2009Stitches
Latest update: Part 1 on April 21st, 2009Volta
Latest update: Part 1 on March 29th, 2009A Modest Disposal
Latest update: Part 1 on March 19th, 2009Boy, 15, Learns When to Shut Up
Latest update: Part 1 on February 28th, 2009Late Night, Maudlin Street
Latest update: Part 1 on February 23rd, 2009Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge
Latest update: Part 1 on February 8th, 2009Peeping Tom
Latest update: Part 1 on January 21st, 2009
Life Imitating Art
The Dance
May 12th, 2009A Villanelle
May 12th, 2009Seeing
March 6th, 2009Of Immense Social Importance
March 6th, 2009Unsonnet I
March 5th, 2009On Your Face, in Oldish Photographs
March 5th, 2009Eligíe
January 27th, 2009
Word Vomit
A collection of Morrissey quotes.
May 16th, 2009Issue One of Half-Arsed In-Depth Reviews: Morrissey - Years Of Refusal
March 12th, 2009On film ratings
March 6th, 2009On Prom Queens and invisible barriers
March 6th, 2009
Magic Portraits
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Quite Too Utterly Ecstatic
...Keats and Yeats are on your side, but weird lover Wilde is on mine...
Eight ounces Intorverted art-child,
Eight ounces Extroverted lover of parties and friends,
Sixteen ounces Lover,
Four ounces of wanting to be Gerard Way,
Four ounces Prizewinning poet, but I suppose it doesn't demonstrate decorum to brag about such things,
Eight more ounces Lover,
Yet, two ounces Hater,
Six ounces Work-shy procrastrinator,
And howevermuchelse makes the weight of this particular brain is Lover
And the rest is skin and bone and fat and sinew and all that inevitable worldly shit.
I'm a sucker for comic book villains and people with mile-wide smiles and I create my own chaos around me but that's okay because when things go wrong I let it wash over like a wave at the seaside and come out unaffected (unless, that is, I've been fallen out of love with, in which case I die and become a monster-corpse for anywhere between a couple of days and two months, depending on how in love I was, and am only really reborn and living life to the full again when someone else comes along to love me, which is my major flaw.)
You may remember me from such places as Affleck's Place and the northern quarter of Manchester on a Saturday, libraries, lonely northern moors and your own reflection in the dark.
I am Gerard Way, Holden Caulfield, Morrissey, Sylvia Plath, Mrs Lovett and Conor Oberst, but never quite myself.
Horrorshow
Bezoomny horrorshow
"I amthe Vampire Lestat.
I'm immortal. More or less.
The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire - these things might destroy me...
But then again,
They might not."
Eight ounces Intorverted art-child,
Eight ounces Extroverted lover of parties and friends,
Sixteen ounces Lover,
Four ounces of wanting to be Gerard Way,
Four ounces Prizewinning poet, but I suppose it doesn't demonstrate decorum to brag about such things,
Eight more ounces Lover,
Yet, two ounces Hater,
Six ounces Work-shy procrastrinator,
And howevermuchelse makes the weight of this particular brain is Lover
And the rest is skin and bone and fat and sinew and all that inevitable worldly shit.
I'm a sucker for comic book villains and people with mile-wide smiles and I create my own chaos around me but that's okay because when things go wrong I let it wash over like a wave at the seaside and come out unaffected (unless, that is, I've been fallen out of love with, in which case I die and become a monster-corpse for anywhere between a couple of days and two months, depending on how in love I was, and am only really reborn and living life to the full again when someone else comes along to love me, which is my major flaw.)
You may remember me from such places as Affleck's Place and the northern quarter of Manchester on a Saturday, libraries, lonely northern moors and your own reflection in the dark.
I am Gerard Way, Holden Caulfield, Morrissey, Sylvia Plath, Mrs Lovett and Conor Oberst, but never quite myself.
Horrorshow
Bezoomny horrorshow
"I amthe Vampire Lestat.
I'm immortal. More or less.
The light of the sun, the sustained heat of an intense fire - these things might destroy me...
But then again,
They might not."
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