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PeregrineOfAerie

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  • United States
  • Deviant for 17 years
  • He / Him
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My Bio
Current Residence: Pacific Northwest
Favourite genre of music: Most any 80s
Favourite style of art: Pottery
Operating System: Brainless v2.1
MP3 player of choice: Dell Axim x50
Shell of choice: Sand Dollar
Wallpaper of choice: One of my pics of the Oregon coast.
Favourite cartoon character: Touché Turtle
Personal Quote: " unless I feel like a ', but usually "

Favourite Visual Artist
Those who can make me look in spite of myself.
Favourite Movies
Tank Girl
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Rush
Favourite Writers
James P Blaylock
Favourite Games
Life
Favourite Gaming Platform
Fresh Air
Tools of the Trade
Are very handy things.
Other Interests
Working on my Seca II
...does it hurt? Can a person live without love? Shared affection? Do you really *live* if you have no one to hold, to smile at, to nuzzle soft kisses on the neck? Surely you can exist, you can be self-aware, but is it really life? To see a beautiful sunset, perfection in colors, a soft spring breeze passing a caress from nature lovingly upon your cheek, yet to have no one to relate that perfection to. 40 years, most of it socially incomprehensible, yet I have seen a sunset, smelled a sweet spring breeze. How long can we endure on memories?
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Truth

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When you spend your time always seeing what you do not have and what you are not, you miss out on what you do have and what you really are. Spending all your time looking back on the golden days, you tend to miss that bright yellow tint on today.
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25 years. A quarter of a century wasted. A reeking bitterness that has tainted my soul for well over half of my life. Betrayal. Perhaps I should begin with the back story, so to speak... When I was a very young child, I was abused. Struggling with feelings that an empathic child could not handle, nor any other child I would suspect, I turned to the way I found to protect myself. That way, was getting angry. Not a simple anger, not a mild one, but a full fledged black incoherant rage with consumed the rational part of my mind and could easily overwhelm full grown men. It happened in the 8th grade. I was starting to trust a teacher of mine, a
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You make me happy sweetie. :D :hug: :love:
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Thanks for the favorite :D
You've always been my favorite mah pretty little thing... :D