Sarah Marie

Sarah Marie

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About Me

Spoof. Dope. Crank. Creep. Bomb. Spank. S**t. Bang. Zip. Tweak. Chard. Call it what you will. It's all methamphetamine.

I'm like a crooked tree. Growing strong and strange.
I'm misunderstood and frustrating.
I'm an intellectual so don't underestimate me.
I may be young but the thoughts that flow out of my mouth may shock you.

My writing is sad and a little dark but that's not they way i like to look at life.
I just know the difference between what we make ourselves think is real and what is actually considered, real.
Everyone has their own definition of the word real, i guess my writing is my personal look on the matter.
What can i say? It's may passion.




My words can either be my lover or my enemy.
They seem to not know which one they want to stick too.

But you'll never be worth and explanation as to why i write the way i do.

I appreciate the comments and reviews, good or bad.
So please, don't hesitate.


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To Boddah

Speakings from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complainee. This note should be pretty easy to understand. All the warnings from the Punk Rock 101 Courses over the years, it's my first introduction to the, shall we say ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has been proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to, as well as creating music, along with really writing something for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things, for example when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins. It doesn't affect me in the way which it did for Freddie Mercury, whoseemed to love and relish the love and admiration from the crowd, which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can't fool you, any of you. It simply isn't fair to you, or to me. The worst crime can think of would be to pull people off by faking it, pretending as if I'm having one 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as though I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on-stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it, and I do, God believe me, I do, but it's not enough. I appreciate the fact that I, and we, have affected, and entertained a lot of people. I must be one of the narcisists who only appreciate things when they're alone. I'm too sensitive, I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasm.But, what's sad is our child. On our last three tours, I've had a much bette rappreciation of all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music. But I still can't get out the frustration, the guilt, and the sympathy I have for everybody. There is good in all of us, and I simply love people too much. So much that it makes me feel too f*****g sad. The sad little sensitive unappreciative pisces Jesus man! why don't you just enjoy it? I dont know! I have a of a wide who sweats ambition and empathy, and a daughter who reminds me to much of what I use to be. full of love and joy, every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable self destructive, deathrocker she become. I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along and have empathy. Empathy only because I love and feel for people too much I guess. Thank you from the pit of my burning nauseas stomach for your letters and concern during the last years. I'm too much of a neurotic moody person and I don't have the passion anymore, so remember, it's better to burn out, than to fade away. Peace, love, empathy, Kurt Cobain.

Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your altar. Please keep going Courtney for Frances for her life which will be so much happier without me. I LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU!



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Posted 7 Years Ago


your status says you are looking for inspiration... allow me to try and inspire you:

"With every fall I kiss the mouth of God himself with dirty lips."

by falling, i mean writing poetry

or read this poem, which i love, and from which i drew the inspiration for that line i just shared

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=182625

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Posted 7 Years Ago


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- There will be a tomorrow that exists without me. And I know that. When that day arrives, I want this world to have seen greater beauty because I existed. I want my life to have meant something. I want this world to be brighter. I want this world to be happier. I want people to have smiled more and to have laughed more because I've spent time here. I want others to have seen and felt the uniqueness of my spirit. And if I accomplish that, when my soul does move on and my gift stays here and makes just one ripple. I will look down and I will smile. I will smile wide

.- Mike Litman

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Posted 7 Years Ago


You are welcome, and thank you in kind for the review :)

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Posted 7 Years Ago


Oh right. Perhaps the artist took it from there ><

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Posted 7 Years Ago


Does your status have anything to do with the twilight spoof comic?

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Posted 7 Years Ago


Hey! Thanks for the add, a fan of your work :]

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Posted 8 Years Ago


Hi :)
Thanks for the ad
Send me read requests anytime and I'll do the same.
And have a wonderful week ahead. Michael

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Posted 8 Years Ago


Why thank you so much for that sweet review... made me blush a bit... really I just see myself as a simple man expressing his feelings.
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Posted 8 Years Ago


Thank you so much, love. I really appreciate your kindness. :)