Lurisa

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Untitled by Lurisa, literature

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Must keep scrubbing. Scrubbing until your arms are too tired to move. Until your fingers cramp. Until the chemicals dry out your hands and the skin breaks open from too much pressure, too much tension, too much pull without enough push and tiny blood-red ribbons seep into the crevices, filling them, overflowing them, pouring out of them. Ignore the pain. The stain doesn't care about the pain and it doesn't want to come out. Like it's burned into the fabric and into the backs of your eyelids, taunting you, teasing you, haunting you even after you close your eyes. It mocks your efforts which makes you bend closer, scrub harder, work feve

The Easy Part by Lurisa, literature

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The Easy Part

Alice rested her chin in the palm of her hand, which was connected by way of a wrist and a forearm to an elbow propped on the glossy top of her dinning room table. Her other hand was stretched out toward the middle of the table, occupied with the drumming of her fingertips against the solid wood and creating a four-beat cadence that echoed off the walls of the small room. In the dim light, the small diamond in its gold setting glinted and sparked and flashed in time to the rhythm of her drumming fingers. It was Christmas Eve and all she wanted to do was curl up on the couch with her husband-to-be and eat chocolates while watching movies.

Loosing You by Lurisa, literature

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Loosing You

In theory, it seemed a good idea. Get the attention of the bloke with the gun, knock him out with his sledgehammer fist, save the day. Alice would swoon and berate him for doing something so dangerous but later, when they were alone, she'd show him how much she loved him. In reality, drawing the attention of the gun wielding masked robber wasn't such a great idea. It led to a bullet cutting and searing and oh bloody hell that hurt into his side and then, beyond the ricocheting crack of the gunshot, Alice was screaming. Blackness closed in on the edge of his vision but he could see her, sliding ac

Waiting for the rain by Lurisa, literature

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Waiting for the rain

She stared across the room at him, her brother, her perfect, wonderful, intelligent brother, who she loved so much it hurt deep in her chest, and she hated him. His crooked smile, his messy hair, his long nose with a bump in the middle from his collision with a coffee table when he was six, everything about him was perfect in it's imperfections and she wished he'd love her back. He was her opposite and yet he completed her, like they were two halves of two very different pictures and yet they somehow fit together, two separate people who, together, formed one complete being. He blinked back at her, short, wi

Hey-ya, Alice by Lurisa, literature

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Hey-ya, Alice

Melancholy. Dark, dismal, depressed. Silent. All words that followed behind Alice in whispers as she descended slowly down the stairs leading from the sanctuary to the crowded foyer. She paused briefly at the foot of the stairs and went through the motions of being greeted. Hands chafed her upper arms in attempted reassurance and she made a failed try at a small smile. The reassuring hands moved on and a path to the basement stairs cleared. With quick, jerky movements, she made it to the relative peace of an abandoned Sunday school room. She pulled a small, short

Of Hot Chocolate and Brownies by Lurisa, literature

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Of Hot Chocolate and Brownies

I was sitting in the kitchen of my parent's house. The smell of chocolate brownies baking in the oven wafted through the house, making my mouth water when I thought of the icecream waiting in the freezer. The white laminate counters were clear of clutter and crumbs and the faux flagstone floor was cool against my bare feet. Leaning casually against the counter across the kitchen from me was my friend, George. He had come home with me for the holidays and, needless to say, he'd gotten quite a few looks from my relatives. George wasn't particularly ostentatious; he didn't have piercings o

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The Easy Part by Lurisa, literature

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The Easy Part

Loosing You by Lurisa, literature

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Loosing You

Waiting for the rain by Lurisa, literature

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Waiting for the rain

Hey-ya, Alice by Lurisa, literature

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Hey-ya, Alice

Of Hot Chocolate and Brownies by Lurisa, literature

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Of Hot Chocolate and Brownies

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Jan 30
United States
Deviant for 17 years
She / Her

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My Bio

Current Residence: Small Town, USA
Favourite genre of music: I like to listen to about anything really...except rap...and screamo
Favourite style of art: just about anything but the really abstract kind...
Operating System: Windows Vista
MP3 player of choice: iPod Shuffle
Shell of choice: those big ones that you can hold up to your ear and hear the ocean...:D
Wallpaper of choice: Right now it's Andrew Lee Potts (aka Connor Temple aka Hatter)
Personal Quote: Sometimes you just have to jump off that edge and not worry about what's at the bottom

Favourite Movies

There are entirely too many to have a favorite

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

As of this moment, I'm listening to a lot of Kings of Leon

Other Interests

reading, writing, drawing

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Lurisa

Jan 7, 2010

general update on a generally boring life

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Oh, goodness.  I feel like a total loser face.  I haven't updated this in forever!  Like, in three months!  I'll take a side of epic with that failure, thank you. ANYWAY, so, I just posted two stories.  Both are fanfictions.  I blame Hatter from Syfy's Alice.  He was just entirely too awesome in a "mere words cannot describe" kind of way.  Way to be Andrew Lee Potts.  Way to be. And, let's see, um...I think that's it actually. Oh, wait!  I'm working on a piece for Simatra (a horribly late Christmas present even after she drew me that wicked awesome picture of Hatter that arrived on time...sorry, sorry).  It's a Sasha picture so it's a litt

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Lurisa

Oct 18, 2009

Sunday, Sunday...

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Okay, this needs to be updated because I'm obviously not on vacation anymore.  (In case y'all were curious, days 4-6 went without a hitch and I was only tempted to leave Dad behind once or twice.  A relatively successful trip I think.  Haha :D ) Let's see, nothing really exciting has been happening in my life but, since I'm pretty sure no one reads this but my cuz (maybe ;) ), I'll drop in some boring stuff.  Hmm...last weekend I visited my not-so-little baby brother at college where I watched him play roughly six hours of baseball...in the cold wind.  Mom took me on a tour of the campus though.  It was beautiful with the leaves changing col

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Lurisa

Aug 5, 2009

Vacation: Day Three

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Let's see... Um... Finally slept past 8.  In fact, I didn't get up until 10 o'clock.  At which time I stumbled down the steps in a semi-conscience state to crash on the couch until about 4.  I haven't ever just slept the day away when I wasn't running a fever and feeling like my insides wanted to be on my outside.  I don't know where my day went. On a lighter note, we went out to eat at this resturant Mom found on the internet that had great reviews.  So, an hour later, we find out it doesn't exist.  We've driven all over this dinky little town and can't find it anywhere.  So, using the handy dandy navagation system in Mom's spiffy new car