LittlestFish

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Bultungin by LittlestFish, literature

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Bultungin

I have one of those faces—the lying faces. It's a pleasant front of unblemished skin with pores and a few gouging dimples for the sake of authenticity. The scars don't show. No one even looks, because who expects to find scars on the inside? If I were inside-out, if they were visible, there would be two razor thin lines lancing down across the hollows of my cheeks, each falling just short of a corner of the mouth, and above, at the base of each cheekbone, a sharp puncture made ragged by repetition. It's a clown's face, all Pierrot tears and Gotham grin. That's me: repressed artiste

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Bultungin by LittlestFish, literature

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Bultungin

The Last Dreamer by LittlestFish, literature

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The Last Dreamer

Back when Evelyn Taylor and most people still had daddies, she used to lean on hers in the dark after he'd passed out, steal his potato chips, and watch hours of television about men moving, selling, picking, and pawning trash. She'd never pictured herself as the type. She'd been a little girl in pigtails with too many plastic ponies. Somehow, though, she'd become something that her daddy, had he lived, would have scorned: a scavenger. "Billy," she drawled into a sat-phone she'd lifted off a telecom factory floor. The sun, moon, and stars could all drop dead, but so long as there were sat

The Architect's Daughter by LittlestFish, literature

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The Architect's Daughter

Growing up, the drafting table was a strange contraption lording over the basement and over the crown of her then small head. As she slowly came to understand the table's function, it came to teach her that A) work and home are inseparable, and B) the world is flat. Skyscrapers collapse into thin piles of layered printer paper and torn, pen-marked transparency sheets. Mountains and forests reduce to stacked shapes. Fathers compile into cramped calendars. Now the early lessons are thoroughly embedded. Art and architecture are inseparable in her mind. The easel is her own table, similar to a draughtsman's and yet completely different in

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Meant to Be by MaryEve28, literature

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Meant to Be

Un jour tu m'aimeras Tu m'aimeras de nouveau. Car nous sommes faits l'un pour l'autre Je le crois au plus profond de moi-même Oui, je sais. Je ne suis pas parfaite mais toi non plus. Et je t'aime même avec tes plus grands défauts Je souhaite que tu m'aime, tu m'aime toi aussi avec mes qualités et mes défauts. Car, Un jour tu m'aimeras Tu m'aimeras de nouveau Nous sommes faits l'un pour l'autre Je le crois au plus profond de moi-même Oui, peut-être c'était trop tôt mais je t'attendrai s'il le faut. Tu es l'homme de ma vie Je suis la femme de ta vie.

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She Waits... by LittlestFish, visual art

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Apr 20
Deviant for 13 years

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Current Residence: home
Favourite cartoon character: Jessica Rabbit
Personal Quote: "Because that would be easy." answer to EVERY "Why can't…" question

Favourite Movies

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

Favourite Writers

Neil Gaiman

Favourite Games

SimAnt

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oils, computer, coffee

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LittlestFish

Apr 9, 2011

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I've realized lately that I am a little fish in a big pond and, sadly, sit at rock bottom on the food chain, but I'm not going to let that get me down. After all, if 16x16px, hands-optional emoticons can wield huge bloody chainsaws ( :chainsaw: ), why can't fish?  And if that chainsaw shorts out underwater, and I'm too shrimpy and slow to revenge myself personally on those big fish bullies, there will always be sushi bars ( :sushi: ) with plates on conveyor belts. I may be a guppy, but I'm chock full of Omega 3s, and I'm not afraid to use 'em.  So watch out, sea!  There's one more fish coming your way, and she's no one's lunch.