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Green Glass by rotcski, literature

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Green Glass

-Green GLass- His boots hit the ground, which cracked under the weight of his heavy metal boots. He stopped and looked down at his feet, shifting his weight to hear the satisfying crunching soft. The ground was splintered, almost in the way that ice would, except this was not ice. He lifted his head to slowly servy the surrounding area. Glass, as far as the eye could see, the entire ground was coated in a thin layer of green glass. The color gave this scene an unnatural shade to it, even though this world was unfamiliar to him, he knew this color was unnatural to this place. He had formed a small ritual during all the times he had done this

The last man on earth... by rotcski, literature

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The last man on earth...

The last man on earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock at the door.... -knock knock- He didn't move his from where he was, sitting one the floor, arms around his knees, face looking down. There was a sliver of brilliant sunlight pouring in from the tiny slit in the curtain of the one window. He realized he had been sitting there for some time. The cold tile floor was very uncomfortable, and his legs had fallen asleep by this point. -knock knock- Still not moving, he tilted his eyes towards the door. The heavy wooden door made the soft rapping on the other side echo through the tiny room. With only a small metal table, and fold out c

The Witch At Hill Creek by rotcski, literature

Standing on the edge by rotcski, literature

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Standing on the edge

I stand on the edge, looking down at my life The valleys torn with pain, the peaks are torn with strife I stare down at the darkness wondering what lies below Then you stand beside me, and say "Together we will go" We have been through much together, each other we'd depend Greet each other with a smile and the simple of word of "friend!" Others didn't like us, and they didn't understand We'd turn our backs to laugh at them, life was far from bland For years we were together, connected at the hip Always sat next to one another, and dancing every trip. I'll think of all the fun we had, and the times that we would dance Seeing each ot

For Hailey by rotcski, literature

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For Hailey

Kids can be so cruel, more than willing to leap on the first person who appears different or weak. I feel responsible for the terror that bullying can cause and now realize the harm it causes. People see bullying as this major issue in our public schools that needs to be eradicated, but the truth is that's impossible. Our public schools are breeding grounds for it, but not the cause. The cause is the teenage mind at this time of growing up. When you're a senior in high school you feel like you are on top of the world. Your whole world is that school and you know very little beyond it. The friends you have may have been your friends since kin

Our bond it is transcendent by rotcski, literature

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Our bond it is transcendent

Late at night she comes to me, her feelings torn apart I ask her what is wrong, and she spills at me her heart Finding comfort that she trusts me, an in me solace seek I can tell that she's embarrassed, fears that she is weak She tells me of her conflict, and how it racks her brain It's all she thinks of lately, it's driving her insane I sat there with my tired eyes, bed is what I need I realize my motivation is purely based on greed I had a chance to end this and make it work me As easy as it would have been, what kind of fiend I'd be Instead I stay up listening, convincing her he cares All the while envious wishing mine was their

Thoughts at night by rotcski, literature

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Thoughts at night

The world does not seem to me what it was 4 years ago, too much has changed since then for anyone to know I think about where I'd be without a single thought, then in my own mind, one by one, my thoughts are all soon caught What is it we do, what purpose do we serve. I feel as though, my friend, I'm behind the learning curve I sit there in the cold feeling all alone Though I see other people it still chills me to the bone But then the image of a face, in my mind does fill Beauty that's so startling, it quickly makes me ill Nothing as a friend, and nothing more a foe At the place called Golgotha, at dusk the cock did crow

A Girl From Outer-Space by rotcski, literature

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A Girl From Outer-Space

Funny, lacking any charm, as corpulent as I'd been She just strolled right into my life, as beautiful as sin Still remember bright as day, when she walked in this place She seemed strange to me and alien, this girl from outer-space Standing in the corner, not knowing what to do I stare at her and wonder, "What if that were you?" I gather all my courage, as she stands there full of grace Other-worldly and elegant, this girl from outer-space. Soon we started talking, taught her of our ways Started getting closer, fly-by did the days. But soon I learned to like her, and smile at her face Dare I say I'm friends, with this girl from out

Cant imagine not knowing you by rotcski, literature

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Cant imagine not knowing you

I walked into the room where we were Anna and I were supposed to meet. Nothing out of the ordinary, just going to go hang out, we don't always get to so when we can it's nice. Between her planning her wedding and my work we didn't see each other socially too much. Which reminded me, I needed to RSVP to her wedding. I walked into the room and turned the corner to see leaning against the white-wash counter. I always saw her in work clothes; it was a little surprising when I saw her in casual clothes. She looked really nice. I thought she looked nice all the time though; she just was the kind of girl that never looked bad. She had that natural

Between a pack of cigarettes by rotcski, literature

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Between a pack of cigarettes

Between a Pack of cigarettes You start another day Between a Pack of cigarettes You don't know what to say Between a Pack of cigarettes You spin the zippo wheel Between a Pack of cigarettes Life does not seem real Between a Pack of cigarettes You make and break your friends Between a Pack of cigarettes You know it never ends Between a Pack of cigarettes You start and lose a fight Between a Pack of cigarettes You stay awake all night Between a Pack of cigarettes You lay down in your bed Between a Pack of cigarettes I might as well be dead Between a Pack of cigarettes She is all I think about Between a Pack of cigarettes

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Green Glass by rotcski, literature

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The last man on earth... by rotcski, literature

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The last man on earth...

The Witch At Hill Creek by rotcski, literature

Standing on the edge by rotcski, literature

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Standing on the edge

For Hailey by rotcski, literature

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For Hailey

Our bond it is transcendent by rotcski, literature

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Our bond it is transcendent

Thoughts at night by rotcski, literature

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Thoughts at night

A Girl From Outer-Space by rotcski, literature

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A Girl From Outer-Space

Cant imagine not knowing you by rotcski, literature

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Cant imagine not knowing you

Between a pack of cigarettes by rotcski, literature

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Between a pack of cigarettes

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Dec 27
United States
Deviant for 13 years
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I write short stories and occasionally dabble in writing a poem. I don't claim to be some great articulate writer, I just enjoy writeing. Doing this helps me relax and cope with shit. But a far as quailty goes there are a few things to note.

1) I don't proof read, ever. I have a thought and need to get it down, I have no time to check for spelling. An if i do it is very little. So please bare with me and politly point them out, or I will simply hate you.

2) When I write, I am usually drinking if not drunk. I do this because it helps me let my thoughts go and write freely. However it also causes me to mispell words. Im not about to stop drinking, so deal with it.

3) I can't think of anything else.

Current Residence: My house
deviantWEAR sizing preference: I don't know what this means
Print preference: Paper
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Favourite photographer: My mom
Favourite style of art: Film
Operating System: Computers
MP3 player of choice: Ipod touch (that I never use)
Shell of choice: Clam
Wallpaper of choice: I perfer paint
Skin of choice: Caucasian
Favourite cartoon character: Rocko
Personal Quote: "You know what happens when you break tradition.......people DIE!!."

Favourite Visual Artist

Edward Hopper

Favourite Movies

Casablanca

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

AC/DC, Black keys

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe

Favourite Games

Max Payne

Favourite Gaming Platform

Xbox

Other Interests

Hunting, camping, the 2nd Amendment

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rotcski

Sep 8, 2011

Update since a while.

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I moved 1,800 miles from my home, . I now have a job that I am alarmingly under qualified for, I have nothing to do, I live in a hotel, an my nights an weekends are mind numbingly boring. So i suppose it is easy to see how I could come back to writing. I always enjoy writing but it is somthing I ten to do when I am lonely, bored, sad. When Im content an busy, I never feel the need to do it, or even remember to do it at all. But out here, by myself, I got plenty of those feelings and all I have is about 1/8 of the stuff I own, while I wait for the rest to get shipped out here. So in the mean time I am simply existing. I have never done so litt

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rotcski

Jun 8, 2011

Devious Journal Entry

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Well its been several weeks since the end of school, and about a week less since I have said goodbye. Although life is boring an uneventful I still have a latent positive feeling that is enought to get me threw the day. But last night something happened that put into this odd funk. I thought about her, not just in a "I miss my friend" kinda way, but in a way I like to ignore. It's been years since I've accepted the fact I don't have a chance with her. This was a reality that I thought I had come to terms with. I thought that I had gotten over it and I felt content. I felt that a strong friendship with her was enough and I didn't give it a se

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rotcski

Jun 7, 2011

Summer Begins

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Well the summer is starting and it's a an interesting emotional beginning. About a week ago I drove by somthing that reminded me of a skeleton I had in my closet. Somthing that I didn't even remember happened, but now that it is on my mind I feel alittle confession is in order. As for my love life, which is never anything but straight forward, is still fucked. I love LP but the distance and the differences. Who knows if it would ever work and how would I even begin to start to get it going. I have heard multiple people on several occasions tell me a few times that I can't wait and that I just need to act. But Im lazy and indecisive. I msure