Important : I'm changing my account.suicidalenzyme
There are a number of reasons for this, and i don't want to get into too much detail.
But i'll be submitting all my old work back up there.
<3
Oh and theres some new deviations too. :]
Ilu all.
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My Suicidal Enzyme.obnoxious, clinging onto my inevitable destruction, obscene; my best kept secret, the flicker of an eyelash, waryand, cold agaisnt my skin, a tawny gene, is all i have to certify, to signify, my doubtfall existance. hardening, my surface, until i bleed irony. I love my redneck wit, convincing me into apoptosy, you always had been, my suicidal enzymeMy Suicidal Enzyme.
by ~coolcucumber
Lose Yourself in the MusicYou underestimate the power of words. I suppose it has never occured to you, that communication is not only spoken; bitter crotchets regurgitating my life, my emotions, my thoughts. A single letter could deprive you of your soul. An insignificant movement of a lip, could lead you to disastor. It is unnescessary to be afraid. Fear only hinders us from our dreams. And dreams become relaity in our imagination. We must embrace impossibilities and produce our own perspective. A perspective that is true to yourself. Because only you can change your world. Only you can achLose Yourself in the Music
by ~coolcucumber
ConcussionEvery scrape of skin, our skin bonded by bone, all the dust peel off us, and fall into a column, of sin, desire but death.Concussion
Every root of scalp, blinded by a fringe, all my eyelashes crack, resting on your tongue, upon concusion of confess.
Every cell of blood, escaping from our skin, crawling down our spines, closing our perspective; putting us to rest.
by ~coolcucumber
Billie's last breath.With this razor, i slit my throat, as you wrapped your noose of lies around my neck. The blood dripped, as the angels tightened the rope, restricting my airflows, platelets, soul.Billie's last breath.
How i dreamt of this moment, so many times before, only to find a hand ceasing my blade.
Yet this time there is no one.
For i am no one.
I was no one.
And as I feel a sudeen drip of blood linger down my throat, i embrace the rush of carbon choking my insides; my guardian angel kissing me softly.
Although my vision is blurred, everything remains clear.
A soft caress from death,
by ~coolcucumber
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- Current Residence: Scotland
- Interests: Music, Art, Film, Fashion Design - anything which involves creativity :D
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko
- Favourite band or musician: Green day,Muse,Franz Ferdinand,Nirvana,Death Cab for Cutie,Queens of the Stone Age, Foo fighters,
- Favourite genre of music: mostly grunge/emo/punk
- Favourite artist: Andy Warhol
- Favourite poet or writer: Tim Burton
- MP3 player of choice: Zen micro! :D
- Favourite cartoon character: Cosmo from the fairly odd parents! :]
- Personal Quote: Warg. x]
- Tools of the Trade: Dancing! :D
- Email: unlikeyou@hotmail.co.uk
- MSN: unlikeyou
- Yahoo: fluffy_ferret_x
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Awosme work!!
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Part of me will hate myself
and part of me will know deep down
that I pretty cool
You're very good with anatomy.
I'mma watch you >3
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: D Not on this account anymore
Chiirisuke @ dA
HAI MISS UNLIKE YOU.
:DD
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MOVED!! find me at Pyneapplegurl.deviantart.com
Thankyou
Thats a very kind comment.
I luff your avatar. Kitty Cats are simply adorable. ^^
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"I think my fringe is trying to eat me.."
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