Sculcuvant

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Sentences should be pounded into form while they're still hot, then painted once they have cooled. Sentences should be conjured up from the cracks in the earth and given wealthy sacrifices such that they might tell us true things. Sentences should be hunted for weeks, waiting for one to break from the herd. Sentences should be woken up gently, but if they're not dressed by the time you get back you should probably throw cold water at them. Sentences should be rescued from the concentration camps where the bad authors abuse them, yell at them, and feed them moldy bread that the mice got to first. Sentences should be found in a dark cave a

Win the Argument Lose the War by Sculcuvant, literature

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Win the Argument Lose the War

Because I know what underwear you're wearing From one look at your waistline And I laugh as I remember when that belt used to be mine. And I know just how they fit you How they saturate your ass A neon statement in the middle of Your five foot six of sass. It's not like I'm angry About being nothing in your mind Just dexterous hands until you say That you're all out of time. It's just I wish you'd have the balls To admit I love you more I think I won that argument Even if I lost that war. Because you're too skinny to have body heat And yet you feel so warm, When we're wrapped in that old blue sheet On the mattress in m

The Response to J. Alfred Pruf by Sculcuvant, literature

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The Response to J. Alfred Pruf

On the banks of the Nile where the papyrus grew and fell where the jackals howled and from a mile away you could see the sphinx A king was very lucky If he lived to thirty Out in the primal sand. And in a monastery's walls where blood was spilled and fell where housed were sinner, leper and the servant of the cloister bell They added brother to their name Shaved their heads in shame Covered it with prayer and cowl. They died young for medicine was bad And the world was dangerous. But these days forty is our prime We think and feel and it's funny: We remember that we're living Yet dying all the time. While there'

Whole New World by Sculcuvant, literature

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Whole New World

You can show me the world Painful, heartwrenching, horrid, Tell me when did you start to let your head decide? You had to open my eyes Had to make me wonder, To pull my heart asunder, Break me apart from inside. A whole new world A new fantastic point of view No one to tell me no, or where to go Or say I'm only dreaming. A whole new world Exciting things I never knew But when you're near I'm filled with fear I'm lost in this whole new world with you. I'm lost in this whole new world with you. Stardust clouding my sight Inexplicable feelings Hurtling, bumbling, freewheeling, As you made the angels cry, A whole new world

Weight by Sculcuvant, literature

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Weight

Poor little lost boy Alone with his fate Decision by dawn, And the sky's growing late. So dependant on winning That you cannot see We're not all dependant On your dependency And I must give you pity, I see thru your façade, You're an approval addict, Shooting up on applause. A while now you've lived Where an answer is clear And now unknown answers Are feeding your fear. Each path will turn Beyond what we can know And nothing will say Which one to follow And the twist of it all Is it's all out of your hands And each little chance Scatters plots to the sands. To brave what you're facing, Don't let it feed your fear

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Feb 21
United States
Deviant for 15 years

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Current Residence: Torchwood
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Medium
Favourite genre of music: whatever the idiot with the bass speakers isn't blasting
Operating System: Vista or Mac
MP3 player of choice: Zune
Shell of choice: Conch
Wallpaper of choice: held by Gecko Tape
Skin of choice: scaled
Favourite cartoon character: Ms. Frizzle?
Personal Quote: "How can I help?"

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whoever made the werewolf in that ep of Doctor Who

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David Clement-Davies

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Physics =P

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Computer

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3ds MAX and HUMAN BLOOD

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Clerical Fiction

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Sculcuvant

Mar 8, 2010

Milk

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You know what's awesome? MILK. Milk is all kinds of awesome.  See, I'm sitting there having dinner and watching True Blood, procrastinating on the whole working out thing I promised myself I'd do, and I realized I was done with the solids but had half a glass of milk to go.  So I chug the whole thing, and am reminded that milk gets better if you let it sit for about 20 minutes on its own.  See, our fridge keeps it quite well chilled, but this is not optimal temperature: the temperature 5 degrees cooler is.  So letting it sit and cool down just a bit is without doubt excellent. Anyway, that's my ramble.

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Sculcuvant

Mar 18, 2009

Humans are Idiots

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It's my first journal so bear with any fail. I'm running on not enough hours of sleep, which I try not to do until Thursday night, since my weeks are basically "Survive until Friday, 3:00 PM"  However, there's a robotics competition from 4 AM on Thursday until Dinnertime on Saturday.  Not sure when I get back.  I hope I'll have time to hang with people some on saturday, or I will have to shoot someone.  I love my robotics team to death but it means a lot of close quarter time with an ex-crush who's crushing on someone I had dream-sex with.  And other conservative people. Anyway, I'm done with the giant English assignment, which was ~9 illus