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Guess who has 2 weeks off work and a crushing sadness only animating wolves can cure :D IT'S MEEEEEE
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“Words&Skin”



The words dribble from your mouth like a faulty faucet in the middle of the night. Sheepish and quiet but impossible to ignore, somehow clearly audible through the entirety of the house, even past this pillow I squeeze over my face to block it out. That droning, drooling, drip, drip, drip. Makes my skin just crawl, all I want to do is sleep. I tried to fix you myself, god knows I tried, but I don’t know how you work, I can’t see where you’re broken, and I don’t have the patience to learn. It’s someone else’s turn now. Call the fucking plumber.


“Today will be different.”


A promise. If you ever knew me, you’d know I hate those. I hate how pretty they are, I hate that fine, delicate glass they form in. How they shatter so easily and send razor sharp shrapnel careening through the air when they do. Cutting me and cutting you and sticking in my foot, you know it hurt to trust for years last time? Every time I stepped that way it stung, and digging it out with tweezers hurt like Hell.

Thousands of splinters of these small betrayals prick all over my body, old and new, too deep or too painful to gouge out in that reckless way I do. I tend to slice swaths of myself away to get rid of them, my knife too dull, I leave jagged ugly wounds behind. My skin so full of self inflicted holes and shards of glass, I hope you see why I’m hesitant to let you cut me more with your lovely words and their razor edges.


I choose to leave instead.


I try to walk away but you have an uncharacteristic bout of determination. You follow me through the field, past the cherry blossoms and into the garden. I turn on you and bare my teeth like a dog, snarling and barking bitter words madly, but you know I could never really hurt you and remain undaunted. You trust I won’t bite as you put your hand on my shoulder and hold my tired eyes with your own.


“Today will be different.”


“I don’t believe you.”


You recoil as if struck. You trusted me not to use these teeth for violence but watch them now, how they rip at your pretty skin with unfiltered truths and vicious intent. I say all those brutal serrated words I thought I never would, but you cornered me here and it’s your own fault for getting mauled this way.


You don’t bite me back.


Instead, you pinch the edges of the wounds I inflicted on you. You hook an index finger under the fringe of your skin and you begin to tug. You peel away that outer layer of yourself; that part which knows how to take damage an injury. You reveal raw red muscle pulled tight over yellowing bone beneath.
I watch in awe as you let the skin you’ve grown to protect you for so long drift away on the wind. Piece by piece you let it go, light and soft on the breeze, it mingles with pink cherry petals until they’re one in the same, floating gently together through the scented air of this fair garden.


You really let me see you.


My sweet Dorian Grey, you take a hatchet to that portrait that made you fake and beautiful and let me look on all your ugliness. With your skin all gone, you’re raw and terrified. Nothing left but yourself, you haven’t let anyone see you this way since you were a child. Since before you knew people needed pretty skins to hide their ugly parts and make them feel deserving of love.

I approach you slowly, my hand outstretched. You flinch away, but my touch is gentle now. I run my finger softly over your raw nerves, careful not to set any of them off. I search for shards of broken promises and splinters of hurtful memories embedded deep into your flesh. One by one, I pick them out. They’re easy to see now, with no skin to hide them away. Every hurt you’ve ever had is on display.


You help me slip out of my sick skin and you do the same for me.


Together, we make a pile of the sharp things we found inside ourselves. They glint in the light, each of them a piece of something that used to be beautiful. We dig a hole in the garden and bury them there, my hurt and yours mixed together with the earth. We plant flowers over top and make them part of something sweet again.


We sit on the rocks and watch the sun rise over the field.


Neither says a word, but both of us know:


Today will be different.
Words And Skin
Submitted this to a festival thingy on the prompt "Today Will Be Different"

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Weight

There is a weight

You asked me to hold.

(Just for a while,

Just for a while.)


My tendons strain and snap,

I lack your Atlas strength.


The crushing force of gravity

Makes me weak, makes me sore.


Take it back, take it back,

But you’ve gone away.


I’m sinking down, I’m sinking down.

The water rises to my throat.


Pushing down, rising up

Drowning and drowning and drowning.


Take it back, please take it back,

Where have you gone?


I’m pinned beneath this weight,

With water to my nose.


My lungs fill up with salt,

Choking and screaming and breathing

Only freezing thickness of water.

Where is that mild friend oxygen?

Where has he gone?


My stinging eyes are blind here.


I cannot to escape, unwilling

To shed this leaden snare

Wherein I dwell confined.

By You.


I grip it tightly.


Surely I will die,

Sweet air has left my blood

completely.


I lay back and let black water take me,

Frozen fingers loosen on Your weight.


And all at once






it falls away







completely.


I watch it sink below me,

That weight I held so well,

That weight which nearly killed me.


I let it go.

I let you go.

I let the air go.

I let every bit of weight go.


My skin loosens from my bones,

My blind eyes stop searching,

My lungs explode from my chest

into a cascade of brilliant blue.


And in that black water I nearly drowned,

I make my home.


I make my body into the Ocean.

Not a drop or a part but the whole thing at once.


No throat or fingers or eyes left to sting.

No weight left to hold,

No hands left to hold it.

Only water and salt and motion

In the cold flush of daylight.


I’m stretched so thin and free I'm weightless.


(I let me go.)
Weight
I wrote a poem about how I feel about stuff right now because I'm silly like that.
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you guys I got dumped and i'm really sad and can i please just have virtual hugs from everyone? ): I was with him for two years and he just broke up with me yesterday and I honestly just don't know what to do and i need hugs and cuddles and advice on how to stop being so sad.

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Madeleine
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Hey, I'm Maddy.

I'm tribbleofdoom over on le youtube where I animate a show about wolves and a variety of other fluffy creatures so if that piques your interest, you can mosey on over there.

As far as the about me dealio goes, I'm pretty dull. That won't stop me from going on about myself for an hour, however.

I love me some Power Metal, Pagan Metal, alternative and indie moosic. I'm a ridiculously over-the-top fan of Bioware games (KotOR, Dragon Age: Origins, The Mass Effect Trilogy etc) but I love pretty much any RPG I can get my hands on.

I'm a huge fan of Star Trek, Farscape, Battlestar, Red Dwarf and all other sci-fi ever. Duplicitous as ever, Lord of the Rings and Game of Thrones are also things I will devour with the hunger of a thousand ravenous wolves. Also, Avatar cartoons because shut up.

My favorite book is Harold and Maude and you should read it.

I'm an exceedingly shy individual, I get tongue tied easily, and I'm always sleepy.

I want to work in the film industry, and I've gotten into a program for screenwriting at university, so hopefully I'll end up with a job doing that. Preferably for TV. Because that'd be pretty sweet.

My goals in life include: Writing and publishing at least one book, living in New Zealand, traveling the world, skydiving, not dying until I'm old.

Anyway.

Say hi if you feel inclined. I don't bite. Unless you are made of chocolate. In which case I do bite. Sorry.

Narcissistic rant out.

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KingSikey Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey there Tribble! Hows everything going?
I absolutely adore your animations and art style! And I love the plot line for the Cow of the Wild series ~
I hope you dont mind me asking this on your profile page ((iI dont know where else to ask ahahaaa sorryhh)) but is there ever a possibility of seeing an LGBT character in Cow of the Wild?? :0 just curious aha sorry
((Please forgive me if I crossed a line or overlooked something, iI am but a smol person uAu))
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tribble-of-doom Featured By Owner 21 hours ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey there! 

I was actually considering making Sharp gay, but then I thought that might be to stereotypical of a butch Lesbian so I'm keeping her straight.

Perhaps though!

Not sure I have room for many more characters, haha. But in future projects for sure!
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KingSikey Featured By Owner 16 hours ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh thats cool!
Thanks for answering, and have a wonderful day :>!
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XxLunaWarriorxX Featured By Owner 5 days ago  Professional General Artist
Just wanted to stop by and say hello! I loved your Warrior videos and when I saw "tribble-of-doom" on a Deviant's watch, I froze. I had no idea that you had an account! But that's all I wanted to say :) have a wonderful day!
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tinymeows Featured By Owner 6 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
hey!!! been a fan of yours for years and i think you're super cool, i get so excited when you start posting screenshots for new COTW episodes. can't wait for the new one!! c:
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FENNlEN Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey, I was wondering if I could change the character for my commission?
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OperationAllonsy Featured By Owner Jun 28, 2015  New Deviant Hobbyist Digital Artist
Yes! Finally found you xD
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Hanyuu-Kitty-chan Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2015
I know you're very busy, so I leave you my sta.sh folder of my fan characters to Cow Of The Wild. Enjoy looking at each of the characters, and I'll create their pasts if I have the time.

sta.sh/21u9xj34t2ex
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Soulflutigress Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2015  Student General Artist
hi
i love your youtube series!
i would say this on there but i don't have a youtube account
i love wolves and your series is great
but the only thing wrong is there are muffled voices and right behind them perfectly clear ones
i have to sit with my hand on the speaker adjusting the volume the entire time
thanks you for listening and goodbye
Love The Series!
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Soft-Ears Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2015  Student Digital Artist
Art for u! COTW: WE FEAST TOMORROW! by Soft-Ears
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