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My Glass Doll - GAF by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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My Glass Doll - GAF

That's not a pile of sand on the floor, But rather pulverized crystals of glass. Just one touch will bring on tears, Gushing from tiny wounds carved in your flesh. For the source of the corrosive powder, just look up, Up to the three dolls on the worn mantel. Two of these toys are treasured possessions. The one on the left was received during a time Of gluttony, frivolity, and lust. Accidentally sold during a period of penance, She was recovered only an eternity ago. Although she's given the finest of care, And love is brightening her weathered cheeks, There is still no cure for the stains of neglect. The one on the right came a

Death of Magic by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Death of Magic

Why did you kill the angels? Why are there pure white feathers, Tinged with crimson blood, On your immaculate floors? Where have the fairies gone? Did they flee to their magical, miniature, mansions, Or did you lock them into perfect prisons, Or throw them into the river? What happened to the light in your child's eyes? You say innocence is a phase of infancy. The infancy you brought to an abrupt end, When you made Santa and the Easter Bunny disappear. How did your teenager pass away? You made a show of how tragic his suicide was. The real tragedy was when you stole his hope and dreams, Not when he pulled the trigger. You see

When Biographies Go Wrong by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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When Biographies Go Wrong

I suppose it all started in the third grade (though my memory is incredibly unreliable when it comes to pinpointed times, so I must ask that you please excuse anything that may not make much sense) during the '98 and '99 school year. The movie Jurassic Park had been released a mere five years earlier and, upon seeing it, I felt an immediate connection with the velociraptors. They were swift of foot; intelligent. And whenever anyone had asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, I replied with a truthful grin, "A velociraptor!" I can honestly say that Mr. Steven Spielberg is the cause of my strange and twisted childhood. Thank you, Spielbe

Black-Out by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Black-Out

"You thought wrong, mate." The tension in the room shattered into a million pieces of fragile glass. Silence overtook the small apartment, broken every so often by the soft sounds of the television. Bryan slowly pulled his hands out from under Hallie's blouse and rested them on his thighs. His dull, iron eyes stayed focus on a place he was now sure she would never let him touch. "Stop being a damn prude, baby." He shook his head, ashen blond hair flopping from side to side, and sighed. "You're not in England, anymore, ice princess. Usually after two months of dating, a girl would jump to put out." "Well, I'm a woman, and they are cap

Rooftops by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Rooftops

It's like clockwork. The gentle creaking of the gutter as you claw your way up the front of the house, the soft thud as you make it onto my roof, the light tapping that comes to my window. I pretend to sleep, and I know that you know that I know that it's all pretend, and in a few moments I'll worry that you're getting cold and slide the window open for just a moment. It's this moment that I see your face contoured by the moon and the lights from the funeral home across the street, the deep terrains of your face that I know so well, darker than the reason that you sit outside my window. We are at the edge of a certain teenage universe, poise

Unarmed Man - by Actoratheart by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Unarmed Man - by Actoratheart

Roger advanced, the pistol still held menacingly before him, aimed directly at Tom's heart. His other hand was fisted, not lying at his side but raised by the bend at his elbow. The black leather of his gloves glistened in the flourescent lights overhead, the highlights the bulbs made shifting as he stepped forward toward the other man. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" "Do you think this is a joke?" "What do you expect to gain by killing me?" "I don't expect anything. I don't really care. In fact, I don't think I'll gain anything. I don't need to gain anything, Tom," he snarled mockingly. "Then why do it?" "'Cuz it'll make me

Eclipse of the Sun by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Eclipse of the Sun

It was an odd beast that made its way through the Felite woods. It had the shape of a wolf, long and lean, with sharp claws and teeth. The idea of a wolf was not uncommon in that area, but this creature was far from usual. It was covered by a thick coat of tawny fur, a strange color for an animal who lived where the land spent over half a year coated in white. In some places, the fur was sparse or non-existent, revealing gold-colored flesh. The places without fur seemed to form a swirling design, almost like the ones found in the picture of the gods in the temples. On its right side, close to its hind legs, there was a deep gash. Bloo

A Different Sin by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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A Different Sin

Sin. Evil. It is purely demonic, Beautifully Horrific, A hellish wail concealed by a siren's song. The easiest way to eternal damnation. We try to eradicate the sin in our lives, But is the evil we see really the threat, Or is the covert kind the most deadly? They call honest sin darkness, And she is like a raven-haired woman. Her countenance reflects the vice within. She embodies defilement and depravity, Representing all that the good fear. She wears her sins as accoutrements, And sports the blood of those she has taken, Her mouth unknowingly spurting the bitter vinegar of truth. She'll never force her ways on anyone, Inst

A Difficult Choice by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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A Difficult Choice

Mourning prematurely, As her heart cries tears of blood. Mind transfixed on an unknown date, She mentally recounts the whole of her life thus far. For she is floating down a giant river, With all she has ever known. But the water is contaminated and stagnant, And it is slowly Fatally, Poisoning her. Her will to live drives her to swim, Swim away, Swim to the healing waters of another river. But every inch she advances, Is an inch farther from whom she cares about most. She knows she may never see, Her love again And it slowly kills her inside. Which path is life, And which is death, Her wounded psyche asks. To die early y

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Love is Dead by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Love is Dead

The summer of my fifteenth year was the first I took the leap into declaring my love for someone other than a friend, relative or celebrity. Unsure and afraid that I was fooling myself, I only told my best friend, in hopes she could understand what I was going through. Luckily she did, and she sympathized with me, never claiming to understand, but supporting me nonetheless. For those first few weeks I was "love struck", only wanting to stay to myself and think of him, avoiding contact with all other males who weren't as good as him. The following tiresome months were spent being "love sick", which is much like the modern day flu. By this tim

'You Are Happy' by Kimberlass by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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'You Are Happy' by Kimberlass

You Are Happy An Editorial for the chronically depressed. Happiness. Current music doesn't promote it, the media doesn't advertise it, and the general population seems to think that it can't really exist. So how are the people in today's world supposed to be happy? With so much negative imagery being pounded into our faces, how can we overcome the pain we are being told to feel? My skepticism of depression began after I was diagnosed with it at the age of fifteen. I nearly laughed in the face of my therapist because it was such a ridiculous idea, but she insisted that I was depressed and that most people didn't believe that they were. Thus

A Difficult Choice by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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A Difficult Choice

A Different Sin by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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A Different Sin

Eclipse of the Sun by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Eclipse of the Sun

Unarmed Man - by Actoratheart by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Unarmed Man - by Actoratheart

Rooftops by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Rooftops

Black-Out by ThinkTooMuchClub, literature

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Black-Out

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Current Residence: EARTH!!!!!!! WHEEEEEEE
Personal Quote: I think too much. (what did you expect?)

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ThinkTooMuchClub

Jul 17, 2006

Returned from the Wars

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Okay so not really. But you get the point. Returned, but busy. Not that it matters, NOTHING HAPPENS HERE ANYWAY. Hmph. -Actor -=-=-=-=-=- JOINING I don't know how well you all are acquainted with how these clubs work, but if you're like me, you've got some idea.  So...  Just send a note please (for a little while I'll accept comments and stuff, but in the long run it just is more convenient) theoretically with 'joining' as the title- that way i can distinguish really easy! :D Make it easy on a poor college kid, won't you? SUBMITTING Drawings, writings, and photographs that provoke thought should be submitted to this club. That's the po

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ThinkTooMuchClub

Jul 2, 2006

Gone for a Couple Weeks

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Yes folks, the Actor will be gone till July 15th, probably returning to the world of the internet the following day, Sunday the 16th. Wulf will also be gone until the 5th of July, though after that she may be checking in here sporadically. Not much happens here, so it isn't crucial. -_-; I've learned this the hard way. Thank you for your patience with our absences, and to all of our good ol' Americans, have a good July 4th! -Actor -=-=-=-=-=- JOINING I don't know how well you all are acquainted with how these clubs work, but if you're like me, you've got some idea.  So...  Just send a note please (for a little while I'll accept comments

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ThinkTooMuchClub

May 31, 2006

Wee!

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One more! Welcome, everyone, to !Niraha (https://www.deviantart.com/niraha)! Love to all you! -Actor -=-=-=-=-=- JOINING I don't know how well you all are acquainted with how these clubs work, but if you're like me, you've got some idea.  So...  Just send a note please (for a little while I'll accept comments and stuff, but in the long run it just is more convenient) theoretically with 'joining' as the title- that way i can distinguish really easy! :D Make it easy on a poor high school senior, won't you? SUBMITTING Drawings, writings, and photographs that provoke thought should be submitted to this club. That's the point, eh? So, thought-provoking, well thought out

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byrnfri

Mar 16, 2006

yay. thanks for making me a member

darkinja125

Mar 13, 2006

If you move closer to an unacheivable goal, are you standing still?

ThinkTooMuchClub

Mar 14, 2006

....interesting!
That's...
wow. Talk about mind-boggling if you think too hard about it...

darkinja125

Mar 14, 2006

The appropriate place, don't you think?

ThinkTooMuchClub

Mar 16, 2006

Haha. Of course! XD

~Actor

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foggygreymatter

Jan 2, 2006

To live is to think, though most americans act brain-dead. And too much thought will leave one dazed and confused(hence my sn)...

I have no idea how these things work, how do you send in a note?

ThinkTooMuchClub

Jan 8, 2006

Liz! haha. It's fine- the way to send a note is below the main part of the page at teh top where it says the name and has all the statistics? there's a toolbar with General, Gallery, etc? There'll be a button second from the right that says "Send Note". xD

I am glad you said that though, as there's a lot of people (who frustrate me) who don't read the journal and join in other ways. -_-; This way I know that you would've. Yay. Thanks.

-Actor'