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(no subject) [Nov. 26th, 2009|05:47 am]
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Angela Hartlin's memoir, FOREVER MARKED: A Dermatillomania Diary has finally been released! Please join her Facebook Fan page to spread word about this skin picking disorder along with her experiences with it.

People with this disorder have traits of Body Dysmorphic Disorder and usually suffer from depression. It is an Impulse Control Disorder that is fueled by high levels of anxiety. The first few pages can be previewed at the Lulu.com site, which includes a better definition of Dermatillomania.

Even if you do not have Facebook, the prices are listed there for Canadian, American, and International buyers. If you do, please spread the word of the fan page to everyone on your friend's list, even if you have to tell them that you're spreading the word for a friend! We need to raise awareness about this silent disorder and help break the stigma on mental health in general. You never know who is suffering in isolation from having this condition.

Please e-mail forever.markedATyahoo.ca if you want to purchase from Angela directly; she offers a lower shipping price than Lulu.com does. Include the country that you live in and she can send you a quote. She ships the day she gets a payment (or the day after), then sends an e-mail to confirm that it was sent.

Thank you. <3


Writing helps me cope [Jun. 11th, 2009|01:45 pm]
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Hi.  My name is Tamara and I am new to this community.  It has been a couple years since I last injured myself.  I have been doing much better and have surrounded myself with things and people that make me happy and feel more positive.  I have always found comfort in writing.  Writing has helped me get through a lot of the struggles that I have endured while growing up.

I recently got my book, "Stumbling and Mumbling", published and it is up for sale.  I know I am not supposed to advertise here but I believe that people here may be able to relate to what I have written and it may even help them.  It helps to know that you are not alone in your fight.

The other issues covered in the writing in this book include domestic violence, suicide, love, death, mourning, addictions, growing up, and finding oneself.

If you're interested, click below:

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Friday 11:37pm (Transcend Remix) [Jun. 7th, 2009|07:48 pm]
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I have found
Inside him

The lunar twin
Of every cell
Every organ

Past lives.

I have found
Inside him

A safe harbor,
For mending.

(One day
When our children are old,

We will meet again
In a woods.

I will hold out my hand.)

I have found
Inside him

My own heart,
Threaded needle in hand,

Sewing itself to his.


My hand on the phone,
My veins pumping acid.

I miss you, I told him.
My heart a knot in my throat.


I have found
Inside him

The ability to let go.

I have found
Inside him



I miss you too, he said.

I nearly dropped the phone.

I smiled and felt my chest ache.

The stitches new, pulsing inside me.


(My name is so-and-so I will say.

Nice to meet you again.)
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Lost [Jun. 1st, 2009|10:23 pm]
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What dark path
Might you lead me down?

Where the way isn't clear
And there are rocks?

Where your promises
Lead to open fields

Black against the sky,
And the scent of your

Skin, always on the air?
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Illumination [Jun. 1st, 2009|10:11 pm]
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He was light,
A tingle in my hand
In the warm dark of morning,

Illuminating every organ
Every ache receding

Into his touch,
Leaving a new warmth
Under my skin.


Are you able to visit people
When you sleep? I asked.

The cemetery was quiet around us.

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Divorce [Mar. 18th, 2009|11:58 pm]
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I don’t think I know us anymore.

Who are we now?

You and I?



Blood spilled?

Obliteration incarnate?


Who are we now?

Blood and muscle and bone

Contained in separate packages?


Oh sure,

Parts of us combined.

Our hearts, for example.


But who are we now?

I don’t think I know us anymore.

I wonder if I ever said your name


Without thinking I could change you

Into something good for me.

Something less painful.


I don’t know who you anymore.

Who the fuck are you?

And where are we now?



From where we wanted to be,

I guess. I’m wondering


If we ever wanted to be there at all.

And if not, I suppose

We have nothing to fear now.

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Invitation to submit to new webzine, Synchronized Chaos [Jul. 29th, 2008|12:33 am]
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Hi everyone, I invite all the artists in this community, and anyone else you may know, to submit artwork or writing to our new literary/artistic/cultural/nature and travel writing/scientific webzine Synchronized Chaos!

Information on the zine and how to submit, from the Facebook group http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=20763137372&ref=mf :

This is all of our new brainchild, an art/cultural/literary/scientific/social commentary/essay webzine tentatively called "Synchronized Chaos" (referring to some kind of not-obviously-apparent logic that emerges spontaneously from randomnity, basically a fun way to have a theme without having a theme.)

Sort of a way to help the aspiring artists we constantly meet to get their names out there and spotlight some excellent work which should have an audience but the artists don't want to go through the publication process. And to give people committed to worthwhile causes a way to speak out or to use their personal experiences to educate others.

Everyone's invited to submit (and everything should be accepted, unless it's obscene or hateful). If you are interested please send a submission via email anytime this summer. We're working towards setting up a regular editing board and designating people to handle certain kinds of submissions, but for now you may use my email, cedeptula@sbcglobal.net

I know some people who can help with the technical aspects of putting together a web zine and we should have a finished product by this fall/winter - hopefully by late August.

We are not a paying market as of yet but hope to become one as we grow and sell advertising and/or host contests. The magazine's online contents will remain free to provide artists and writers with the greatest level of exposure possible.

So far we have received a good variety of submissions, and look forward to more! We're also chaos_zine on LJ and would be a publishing credit for any visual artist or writer to put on his/her bio or proposal or resume.

You may either pitch or send a completed product (attachments OK but prefer writing or thumbnails or JPEG images pasted in the body of the email.) Please put "Synchronized Chaos Submission" in the subject line and please feel free to include an artist statement or bio if you would like.

Also - our magazine is as much about building community and relationships with artists as it is about publication. We'd be happy to see artists and writers post and chat with each other in chaos_zine or on the Facebook page and would be glad to comment/critique or dialogue with you about your work if you would like.
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Women tired of the bullshit men bring plz come together and give each other advice on my page? [Jul. 11th, 2008|06:52 pm]
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Hey for all the women unhappy with their boyfriends be/c hes an asshole and he doesn't have the clue to be a man and be that emotional support! Plz msg me or just plz plz go to my page and comment on the most recent comment and give advice to each other? So we might be able to find a way to be stronger together?
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whistling sexy (july 2, 2008) [Jul. 3rd, 2008|11:04 am]
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[Current Music |time of your life - chicane]

so whistling is sexy
dire ocean, dire sea
calmly careening
island by island
beach by beach
so whistling is sexy ...
when you do

so words unspoken are true
like the wind, like the sand
underneath our almost bound feet
struggling for thoughts
that the body give away
so easily, so enchantingly
words almost uttered
but then again they were never heard
yet so true, its so true

so the tree, so the rock
he climbed, he trudged
funny, clumsily, and uncanny
like me lying half naked
and you whistling sexy ...
at me
under the scorching march sun
friends, rocks and the boat men
all gone, all done
just you and i
left behind ...

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Hi [Jul. 1st, 2008|11:05 pm]
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^^;'' I was hoping if anyone could come and hop on my page and just check it out I need some advice and some support but I'm not too sure of how I could start that anywhere on here hhehehhe*_*!
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