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Imagine flowing too sweet by Toast-Maniac, literature

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Imagine flowing too sweet

Imagine yourself abandonded midwestern. Your clothing tastes of dust and your mouth tastes of too-ripe sweet corn. Too ripe. You held her a little too close. A little too past it's due. Imagine yourself dropped from the high rises into the rich city. You are so poor the lint in your pocket is named after side streets you could find a piece to eat. It's in those emptypoorpockets and the toosweetsummercorn and those secretsidefoodstreets that we find ourselves overflowing. It flows out of our mouths and over our fingertips like every childhood fear. It flows into the sewer systems. Tainting the water. At times the wealthy taste the tap wate

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The fatal mistake. by Toast-Maniac, literature

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The fatal mistake.

I love moths in the night time And their shadows. I love solitude in the night time And the shadows. The shadows. I love salt water Enough that I let my body grow it's own. I love the sorrows Enough that I let my body grow it's own. Let it grow. Let it. I love half empty paths That you have only walked down I love half empty cups That you have walked all over. Walking up. Waking. I love your pain and your sad music and your drunken daze and your desperate people and your medicines and your mattress I said I love you. I love you. I love you. I said. I. Like a bird call into the night time. And their shado

Pride by Toast-Maniac, literature

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We Are Free by Toast-Maniac, literature

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We Are Free

We are free. Free to run our toes through the grass Free to dance in the rain. Free to lift our pinkies from our glass Free to swallow our pain Free to keep to the right side of the path Free to smile for the pictures. Free to learn our complex math Free to know about the scriptures Land of the free, Home of the brave Bought with our lives and the taxes we've payed. Learn your history, but alter the past, "Thank God almighty, we are free at last"

Trust by Toast-Maniac, literature

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Trust

Trust leaves Responsibility's child on my doorstep. He gives himself freely at times, eager for me to give myself back. But Trust is the mother mitten I can't seem to find, of the set I never liked to wear anyway. Trust is the hole in my submarine that let the precious air out. Trust is what brought the crashing waves in. Trust is the unreliable bridge we have to cross to reach the end of a rainbow. Responsibility starts to cry, and I flip on my porchlight.

I stood five steps behind her. by Toast-Maniac, literature

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I stood five steps behind her.

I stood five steps behind her. Faces. I could remember them. Her's wasn't familar. I stood five steps behind her. Tear streaked cheeks And unsightly sobs I stood five steps behind her. And I wondered, "Who cries at the movie theater?" I stood five steps behind her. Her and her sorrows about life The glory of laying on your back against the ground And the taste of ground up tiaras I stood five steps behind her. Doing what only seemed natural, I took five steps forward.

The purpose of Imagination by Toast-Maniac, literature

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The purpose of Imagination

The world just isn't that romantic. They aren't supressing us It's just that grey paint is cheap And it complements the grey tiles Every morning The telephone companies paint the sunrise On the eastern window Of our narrow minds On Christmas eve our parents are up late And God doesn't answer. We cope with two lies in one night And rip up carefully wrapped paper While the telephone companies are painting You're spinning a rope out of childhood disappointments To hang yourself on this afternoon Next to my old tire swing. I shall put dark red lillies on your grave And everyone would shed a tear at our funeral But the world just isn't

Hypocrite by Toast-Maniac, literature

are you listening? by Toast-Maniac, literature

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are you listening?

It's a day of the week and I'm feeling again, but I hardly care enough to share specifics. Liquid rushes past my throat and I remember that I'm awake. Music is the only thing in my life that hasn't melted yet. It stays breathtakingly sharp and beautiful, sharing horrors and fears and loves with me. I let it fill my ears and spill over and run marathons along my arms to my fingertips. Skin is a semi permeable membrane. I walk into the kitchen and the refrigerator is singing sounds of shivers, and I dance to the music, humming along and making shaky laughing sounds. The kitchen sink and the area around it is muted, but the sky is on full blast

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About Toast-Maniac

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Artist // Student // Varied

Mar 20
United States
Deviant for 16 years
She / Her

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Though I'm deep down in the world of lurking, I still love to make friends here. All of my favorites are genuine, comments sincere, and criticisms honest. Feel free to say hi!

Favourite Movies

Harold and Maude.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Shins, The Mars Volta, Imogen Heap, Death Cab for Cutie

Favourite Games

Hide-and-go-seek

Tools of the Trade

Fingers.

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Art, Music, Literature, and Expression

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Toast-Maniac

Jul 29, 2011

How many stars do you think you possess?

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So I've been posting some new stuff here and there lately, and since my last journal entry was well over a year old, I decided it was about time for a new one. I recently purchased an Intuos 4, so that's the source of a lot of my newer stuff. Currently I'm searching about for the spare cash and purpose to buying another membership here, so we'll see. For those concerned, there might be a little bit more of me around. Also, since this will probably stay on my page for another year, I'll toss in a little PSA. Give Blood if you ever have a chance. I did today for the fifth time, and my lifelong goal is 10 gallons. Doesn't hurt, is only a tiny b

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Toast-Maniac

Jun 7, 2010

What is the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?

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3.5 Mph

I don't kn-AAAHHHHHHHHhhhh

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Toast-Maniac

May 20, 2010

You took a dive because you laugh at limitations

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Since everybody has something to say about the new layout here, I figure I'll toss in my two cents. Now, keep in mind, guys, that change is tough to get used to. I hated Version 6's opening day, and I was still newb then. After 6 weeks or so, the change had just been adopted as a new friend, and I could scarcely recall what the old format looked like. Before you yourself set out on a flaming, hating journal, just  give it some time. From a day and a half of stumbling around like a toddler, I've noticed several great things about the layout. First, I adore it when sites take up as little lateral space as possible with their banners and headli

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Mar 21, 2012

!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!

It's March 20^th which means it's that time of the year again and your special day is here! We hope you have an awesome day with lots of birthday fun, gifts, happiness and most definitely, lots of cake! Here's to another year!

Many well wishes and love from your friendly birthdays team