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My Mask of Sanity is Slipping

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Life at Disconnect - Prose by Nikko-Bosatsu, literature

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Life at Disconnect - Prose

KATE For the most part, I was happy to be at the bar. It was just a little outside of Flemington, New Jersey, but you'll never know it was there. It was a shady little place, which was halfway underground, below a sex shop with a little too large collection of BDSM gear. I could feel the blood rushing to my head as I took, what I didn’t know then, was the last shot of the night. It stung my mouth like poison, almost making me cough up a chunk of lung, but I still smiled afterwards. Like most things, it's all in the aftertaste. Suddenly, a hand touched my shoulder and I could hear my heartbeat in my ears, before a hum vibrated through

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Marlboro

I don’t remember her name anymore, even when I try, I can barely seem to grasp even the smallest things about her. I do remember her lips though, with the filter of a cigarette pressed between them and a little scar behind her ear where she obsessively scratches when she nervous, although it’s hard to believe a girl like her could ever be nervous. I used to follow this girl around like a kitten, padding lightly on her thigh, meowing, hoping she’ll give me a little attention. She was one of those effortlessly cool girls, not popular, just cool. She used to quote authors and world leaders all the time, which looking back is pr

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Class

You sit down behind the desk you were assigned last year, where the screws are all rusted and jutting out, rattling with the slightest movement; you still fear every time you put your weight on the seat that it will collapse under you and you’ll probably continue to worry until its someone else’s burden in the next school year. You sigh as you push your bag underneath your desk, knowing that this next hour will be so dull that you’ll be ready to stick a gun in your mouth and shoot your brains out of your skull, painting the students behind you with your boredom, just so you don’t have to deal with it anymore. Now, thi

I focused on the woman outside... by Nikko-Bosatsu, literature

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I focused on the woman outside...

I focused on the woman outside the coffee shop, who was leaning against the clear wall, rolling her shoulders and lifting herself off and then against the frosted glass. I transformed her from the early-thirties office manager, who is probably someone that her peers would consider a ‘big deal’ to a kid with a melting ice cream cone, pigtails and a red chequered summer dress, except this time her mother wasn’t yanking her away telling her to behave. I wondered if I had any quirks like that; you know the childish ones that stay with you despite the constant corrections from your parents and teachers. It didn’t play on m

Counting to Infinity (Part 1) by Nikko-Bosatsu, literature

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Counting to Infinity (Part 1)

"Come on, Kid... we've got to go" the ferry man whispered through the thick white air as I paced on the boardwalk. I inhaled the last drag of my cigarette; the filter burned my index finger as I inhaled. I breathe the smoke out of my nose and say "She'll be here, a few more moments, okay?" He sighed and I tried to see through the fog into the streets of Gravesend, but no sign of her. "Kid... the longer we sit here-" "I know... do you know if anyones going out after tonight?" I licked my lips and asked; he paused for a moment and quietly clears his throat "This the last, everyone else has gone" "Can't we just...?" The ferryman shook his h

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Danger Days, the Beginning by Nikko-Bosatsu, literature

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Danger Days, the Beginning

My fingertips sunk into the sand; my palms, burned by every grain. I crawled out, back into the suck of the Californian desert. I closed my eyes and breathed for what seemed like the first time in days. There was a place, about a minute away from here; it was abandoned, ransacked. I'm sure they'll have something there I can have use of, something I could drink, maybe eat. Stumbling one foot in front of the other, out into the blistering heat, I went on my way across the wasteland. I approached the shop, panting, out of breath. I rubbed my eyes and opened the front door, a bell above it rung and two people appeared before me within a moment

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Hey, pretty much all your need to know about me is that I like to be called 'Sixx', I'm pansexual, I am doing a media course in college and after April 2012, I will have finished the course. Also, I love to create, absolutely anything and despite popular belief, I am a girl.

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Sep 15, 2012

I'm sorry...

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Hello everyone, I wish to give my apologies for my past transgressions and to give an update to everyone. I have now finished college and am currently looking for a job, so I can go travelling as soon as possible. I am currently working on being a scriptwriter, by writing daily whatever happens. I'm listening to a lot of punk music and watching a lot of films, spending my days eating, applying for jobs and wanking. Yay. Thats basically it and maybe I'll put some stuff up later. Love and guts, Sixx.