AlexSaysHello

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The Angle of Repose by AlexSaysHello, literature

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The Angle of Repose

I'll be headed off at the end of the month, for the mountains college congratulations gracious thank you's and, he hands me my last paycheck, we each mutter something about the holidays, about dinner, about how great it's been, oh it has been a pleasure... I am on my way out and yet something insists I'm on my way in as he offers "anytime next week" close to my ear, in a hug at the office that surely means nothing... The angle of repose: The threshold that gathered earth hits that breaks it from a pile into a landslide He and I are leaning just slightly, eyes lingering, briefly, as I approach the door steppin

The Sounds of her Summer by AlexSaysHello, literature

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The Sounds of her Summer

If he were to write about those summers, the first thing he'd describe would be sunshine, thick as lemonade, hot as piss, pouring in through the windows. So bright, it was like smoke, and when the boys were in Patrick's bedroom they could hardly see each other; it was so bright, and with all that yellow shine between them they could've each been looking at a hologram, or a ghost. Outside, the light was different. It felt a little cleaner coming from that big sky, gleaming and blue as a swimming pool, instead of bouncing off the grey walls and carpet, still spotted with tiny black burns like little melted footprints, circling a flower pot

Found by AlexSaysHello, literature

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Found

You found me here-- in between eating and exercise I turned all those corners, elaborate maps of shoots and ladders, (work, traffic tickets and unpaid bills) But you caught up-- (sudoku's and daytime television...) You found me here, or maybe you were the waiting one, patient... Every part of me was aching, So I ran faster than God up the steepest hill I could find-- (to feel my breath heave and free open from these tight shoulders, to blast you out of my blood, all angry sweat and the pull of every fiber

Post Mortem Glorification by AlexSaysHello, literature

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Post Mortem Glorification

went to type in "My professor is dead" for the subject, but "My favorite personality disorder and other revelations" popped up, which was from a paper I wrote for his class. Yeah, so on Wednesday I was in the SMC parking lot, about an hour and a half before the first day (or evening, more accurately) of my Religious Studies class, when Rik called and said, "Hart's class is canceled. Because he's dead." I was that typical mouth-hanging-open type of quiet for a moment, then I thought, I should be crying. I should be upset. But, no surprise, I am mostly soulless; yet, I would I would be devastated. How strange. I put a 6 in the farthest righ

The Buzzing by AlexSaysHello, literature

Olly Olly Oxen Free by AlexSaysHello, literature

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Olly Olly Oxen Free

How did I survive. See, thats not the right question. Let me tell you about my grandma. She was in pretty good shape at 86; spoke three languages and when her eyes got too tired in the afternoons shed close her book and listen to Jeopardy and say all the right answers before Alex Trebek could correct the contestants. She would chop apples and cheddar cheese and pour a glass of apple juice and hum Memories from Cats through the commercials. But even though I thought that song was the saddest song in the entire world, her voice was a melodic chirp, quive

The Ruskies are Coming by AlexSaysHello, literature

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The Ruskies are Coming

Hide Your Sons: THE RUSKIES ARE COMING! At the 2003 MTV Video Music Awards, Russian duo Tatu hit the stage with their ode to forbidden love, “They’re Not Gonna Get Us.” The two pseudo-lesbians (it was later admitted by both they were in fact heterosexual) had an image built by pop music marketing geniuses, and their doe-eyed sweetness was packed with quite the Lolita punch. After hitting the stage, a mob of similarly-clad young ladies poured out of the isles and rushed the stage, prancing freely in Catholic school uniforms and embracing one another in school-girl pecks and giggling hugs. The grand finale was when the mob of ny

The Meaning if Bathrooms by AlexSaysHello, literature

The Perfect Kitchen by AlexSaysHello, literature

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The Perfect Kitchen

The secrets of walking alone are simple but not necessarily intuitive. This is my story, and it’s not terribly exciting. But it’s all I have to make me interesting. So it starts like that: The secrets of walking alone. They are simple, like I said, but lots of girls get them wrong. Don’t talk on your cell phone. People seem to think talking on their phone will show a potential attacker that they have an ally, a rescue team on stand-by, but in reality it just shows them you are distracted enough to be unsuspecting. And that’s generally how bad guys like their victims: unsuspecting. Another one is a little anachronistic,

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The Angle of Repose by AlexSaysHello, literature

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The Angle of Repose

The Sounds of her Summer by AlexSaysHello, literature

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The Sounds of her Summer

kat is perfect by AlexSaysHello, literature

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kat is perfect

I mean, normal people just don't go and set themselves on fire, right? You'd think she would have known better, considering she was a perfect honor role student. She had a lot of friends, and her parents were nice and everything. I'm freaked out by it. She just couldn't have been as normal as I thought. Normal kids don't do shit like that. "You could cut it all off, you know," I suggest to Kat. "You could tell people you had leukemia." She doesn't think I'm funny, so I give up. I set the hairbrush down on the counter, and leave her in the bathroom to seethe in her own reflection. The house is heavy with boredom. Stillness settles with the

Bargain Shopping by AlexSaysHello, literature

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Bargain Shopping

We usually started and ended our days with bargain shopping. Sometimes bargain stealing. We were proud regulars at the 98 Sense Store, Salvation Army, Goodwill, and Taco Bell, where we exercised our math skills in conducting ratios between how much food we got, and how much we spent. We never left tips when dining out at Denny's, often had to beg store clerks to let us escape paying the tax, and had each been caught stealing at least four times. Our apartment was cluttered with this second-hand muddle. Shelves were lined with our loot, and torn, stained clothes from garage sales were gushing out of the closet. Shoes without pairs filled the

she was loved by AlexSaysHello, literature

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she was loved

As Lisa drove, she cradled the loaded gun on her lap. It rested there, in the crease of her skirt where her two legs met beneath the fabric, until a sudden stop. "Shit!" she yelled. "That asshole. It was my turn!" she swerved the car around the BMW and took her right hand off the wheel. She craned her neck to look up and over the steering wheel while she blindly felt for the revolver, which had fallen to the floor. "Oh, look at me," she continued, mocking the driver. "I drive a BMW so I can do whatever the hell I want. Look at me, I'm a chauvinist!" with a sigh of relief, she tossed the gun back onto her lap. For the first time since she'd

Swimming Pool by AlexSaysHello, literature

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Swimming Pool

The Swimming Pool Incident left us all somewhat unnerved. There was a subtle feeling of anticipation, as though we all thought it would happen again, in hopes we could prevent it this time. Things went unfinished; lawns were left to grow a few inches, dogs were fed less, and they paced nervously behind their fences. That chemical smell of chlorine singed the air, and left everyone feeling slightly on fire. Dustin, Cable and I couldn't stand it. We were fidgety all the time, always marking things up or bending paperclips back and fourth, picking at pocket lint until our fingernails were sore; it was a constant shake that never settled. It wa

Beautiful Girls by AlexSaysHello, literature

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Beautiful Girls

He loved beautiful girls. It was all he ever painted, on those huge canvases that he piled under his bed, leaned against his walls, and in his huge sliding-door closet. They all had the same kind of beauty—the simplest form, looking young and plain, but captivatingly flawless. So many faces, peering out at him from behind his steadied paint brush, as he sculpted their eyebrows and cheekbones so carefully. Sometimes they'd be holding cigarettes, like a cruel irony, clashing against their innocence. Some of them were smiling, some lacked expression altogether. "This one is Casey," he says to me, holding up his latest masterpiece. He named them

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broken hearts, razors, tears. by AlexSaysHello, literature

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broken hearts, razors, tears.

i am so sad oh, blood, bloody wounds oh my lovers name my lover lover lover i am so in love but, oh no my heart has been broken infiniate tears oh my wrists how they bleed with your memories my lust for you you are so evil you liar and yet, i love you like i love connor oberst i cry, and the salty tears fall into these open sores not yet healed with time oh, woe is me i am so sad my lover has left...i have lost.... i am so sad and my heart is in a bajillion pieces.

broken hearts, razors, tears.

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AlexSaysHello

Jan 21, 2010

best website ever

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www.thefutureiswatching.org gooooooooooo!!! link it, forward it, spread the w3rd!

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AlexSaysHello

Nov 8, 2008

Equal Rights Now!

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Protest for Civil Rights! We will overturn Prop 8: it's wrong, unAmerican, bigoted, and unfair! Tonight (Saturday, Nov 8th.) at 6pm, Sunset Junction in Silverlake. Mapquest it, and get there early to find parking. Feel free to copy and paste the info below..... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- another hetero for equality! tomorrow at 6pm sunset junction, silver lake protest for same-sex marriage its bigotry, its prejudice and its a civil rights issue so be there or be square. www. answerla. org -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Prejud

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AlexSaysHello

Dec 9, 2007

if you only read one thing by me this whole year,

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if you read this here journal entry today, Sunday, Dec 9th, before 8:30pm, i have a HUGE favor to ask of you. i have a wonderful very deserving friend who is a musician. if you call 310 825 9999 between 8-8:30pm tonight and request "love" by ash, she might get to hear her song on the radio (not to mention potential record labels to help her dreams come true!) it will play, with enough requests, on UCLA's radio station, which you can listen to at uclaradio.com, just click "listen live." if you are allergic to phones, or if you do call in and request it and want even more good karma, i would encourage you to encourage other friends to reque

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I-will-write-you

Apr 23, 2009

Holee shiz i didnt know you had a DA!

Thanks for the add!

Oh hey, if you get the chance check out austheke and stormchylde, they're really good at writing XD

Hi Alex

hello

Dear Supporter of the controversial and conceptual deviantART artist:
Liart66:

THIS IS A PERSONAL MESSAGE FROM HER SOUL:

I believe in all of artists who support me by watching my work.

My gallery is extensive and conceptual.

For a person to take interest in my style of art, it requires impressive intelligence and the ability to view "art" through the mind of it's creator.
Every time I see a new watcher/supporter on my messages, I always investigate them. I may not respond or comment, but I do follow. I have not been let down by any single person on my list:

[link]

truly I have an amazing group of thinkers on my page/side. It humbles me to know my simple display of art is appreciated because it is the people who support me that inspire me to keep pressing forward with projects.

MY MOST IMPORTANT PIECE OF ART TO DATE

I am hoping *with my fingers crossed* that those who have taken the time to fumble through my vast gallery would grant me one favor:
pretty pretty please:

VIEW MY LATEST PIECE AND LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS ON IT AS WELL AS YOUR VIEWS OF THE CONCEPT.

it would mean the world to me and all of the people who put countless hours into the prep of it.

IN ADDITION TO A SIMPLE CLICK, FULL VIEW, SCROLL, READ AND POSTED COMMENT.

I ASK THAT YOU VIEW THE JOURNAL POSTED FOR MY co-op, ( i am the creator of a true artist's co-op with many members, it is a dream of an entire city and is set in the motion of expanding internationally )
this is a simple favor to ask because i do the same for everyone who requests this of me, knowing that I have little time to even click to view. Supporting artists is what deviantART is about. Art is nothing without opinions on it... good, bad, or indifferent.

CLICK THE LINKS BELOW TO HELP SUPPORT AND BUILD A TRUE ART COMMUNITY, NOT ON THE NET BUT IN TANGIBLE FLESH AND TEARS FROM THE STRUGGLE OF TRYING TO STAY STRONG ENOUGH TO EXPRESS YOURSELF AFTER REJECTIONS, INSULTS, AND SHARP TONGUED OPPOSERS

THE LINKS *crosses fingers that you will take time to read*

[link] < the piece
[link] < the journal
[link] < my main page

through the stars i will bless all those who care about art, artists, and dreams. I will grant my true supporters any wish they chose. Karma is a good thing.

i truly thank all the people who take the time, as it does humble me to no end.

Sarah Lester

totalamazingness

Apr 1, 2007

Thanks for the Favorite!

SkrinkLaDaSkrod

Jan 12, 2007

Hii!

How've you been?

birdbrawl

Jan 10, 2007

thank youu