Too YoungI know that I love her to death.Too Young15 minutes ago in Emotional
I know that I can set aside my own joy and happiness to make sure she is.
I can wish her well with someone else and mean it.
I can even support her walking away, and encourage her to run.
I don't think I'll ever feel this way again.
I will be able to help others, to put their happiness ahead of mine, but I wouldn't do it for the same reasons. I never had faith in love. I was given a chance at it with a experienced girl. While she became a women I stayed a boy. While she could spill her heart into me, I couldn't even let her in. I was so afraid of it. So afraid that if I let it in I'd be something else. It wasn't until she left that I finally saw it was exactly what I needed.
She may have fallen in and out of love with me, but I don't think it was fair for me to be in love with her. She needed someone to help her figure out who she was and what she wanted. I came along at the right time to fill
...Guys,I'm scared.My cousin threated to break my rib,I'm away from my home and I miss my mom,dad and cat. It's 1:18...3 hours ago in Emotional
Teenage girl problemsMy mom has been really embarrassing me lately. It seems when ever I make a new friend. Who happens to be a guy. She gets this goofy smile and starts asking what's his name, who is he, if I "like like" him. And I'm all like, "Moooommmmm, he's just a friend." Then she goes, "mmmhmmmmm" and walks away. Guh. Can I not be able to talk to a guy without her implying that I have a crush on him? I mean seriously one of the guys was already in a serious relationship.Teenage girl problems5 hours ago in Emotional
Not All People are Complete StrangersThe internet is wondrous place, full of information and entertainment that keep people up for days. It’s no wonder why everyone uses it. I, myself use the web just like other teens do as a source of entertainment and way of communication. As much as I like it, supposedly there are many dangerous people out there on the World Wide Web but I doubt that. I believe that the internet is not full of complete strangers because if you get to know the right people they could be your friends that stay with you every step of the way.Not All People are Complete Strangers5 hours ago in Emotional
The summer before middle school was absolutely boring as I complained constantly, trying to find something to keep me busy. One day, my best friend Catlyn texted me.“Join deviantART!” At the time, I didn’t know posting art online was a thing so I had to decide if I wanted to or not.. After weeks of thinking, I agreed to her and joined this website she wanted me to be a part of.
For the first few months, I didn’t really post much since I
PerdidaDespués de todo mis manos si se enfriaron al final.Perdida6 hours ago in Emotional
En una noche estrellada, no te tengo a mi lado.
La brisa fría toca sutilmente mi piel como un recordatoria de tu ausencia. Estiro mi mano, pero no puedo tocar nada. Ya te has ido.
No hay nada que pueda hacer, más que caminar en la oscuridad y volver a mi lugar. En esta penumbrosa noche regreso sin ti por el mismo paraje por el cual ambos marchamos juntos alguna vez.
Me siento perdida y no se en que dirección ir. ¿Puedo ir contigo? Grito tú nombre en un intento fallido por alcanzarte, pero no repondes. Estas muy lejos. Tengo miedo de avanzar sola, me trajiste hasta aquí para dejarme a mi suerte. Ya conocías este camino, pero yo no.
No te vayas... Por favor... quédate conmigo.
Because I'm StupidBECAUSE I'M STUPIDBecause I'm Stupid6 hours ago in Emotional
Because I’m Stupid
Porque sigo siendo un estúpido
Y sé, que no hay nadie más que tu,
Pero a ti te importa alguien más,
Y no sabes lo que siento por ti.
Quizás ni en sueños tú me has visto a mí,
Y tus recuerdos no son por mi, pero,
Yo soy el que te visto llorar
y una lágrimas cayendo esta.
Aunque te vea pasar, Soy feliz
Y aquí voy a estar
Y aun no sabes que dice el corazón
Quiero detenerme y marchar,
Quiero verte solo una vez
Mi dolor ya no lo soportare,
Un TE AMO esta en mis labios y que no lo vez,
Hoy de nuevo es que lloro por ti….,
Hoy de nuevo es que te extraño a ti…,
Baby TE AMO y te esperare a ti.
Probablemente no me veas así,
Y tus recuerdos no son por mí
Yo que solamente pienso en ti
Y me guardo este bello sentir…….
Para mi el amor es como una cicatriz
Que no deje que cierre y es por tu amor
Tu recuerdo es
Random Keys PT1 [Espanol]PRÓLOGO:Random Keys PT1 [Espanol]7 hours ago in Emotional
Hoy, sin razones aparentes he decidido, del fondo de mi corazón, escribir este pequeño documento. No te atrevas a pensar que va para ti ni que tiene alguna mala intención contra alguien en especial. Esto va un poco más allá, la única intención de sentarme aquí a esta hora de la noche frente a mi computador dándole sentido a cada pequeña letra que tecleo. Esto es solo para informar al lector de mi experimento escrito sobre como mi manera de pensar no debería ser desechada, aunque suene loco al principio, muy probablemente yo tenga alguna razón para decir lo estas ideas locas o tal vez estoy inspirado escribiendo letras, que para quien lo lea, no tengan sentido alguno. Ya habiendo aclarado mi punto con esta extremadamente breve introducción, los dejo aquí, para que lean el resto (o no) ustedes me dirán si vale la pena. Espero que al finalizar la lectura entiendas otra realidad que te
Random Keys PT1PROLOGUE:Random Keys PT17 hours ago in Emotional
Today, without aparent reazons I have decided, from the bottom of my heart, write this little document. Don't dare to think that this is made for you or with bad intentions against anyone in special. This goes a little bit further, the only intention of myself sitting here late night on my computer clicking every single key that I can on my keyboard is to inform you, the one who is reading this written experiment about, how my ways of thinking should not be immediately ditched, it may sound crazy at first... but probably I have more than enough proof to make that statement, or maybe I'm just inspired writing stupid letters for someone that probably won't even understand my nonsense. So, apart from what I already said on this brief introduction, I will leave you now so you can read (or not) the rest of this little experiment. You'll tell me if it was worth it. I'm sure that when you're done reading it it may seem really dumb at first but bear with me because t
Creating Your Story's Narrator Excersice 5.5I've decided to do my story in a Third-person narration. I thought I would do it in a Omniscient-limited narration, since I'm pretty sure its the style I want to do, I was told it was called something like Third-person Limited but that seems not to be the case since starting this exercise. It's a Non-presence Narrator too, I think... hahaCreating Your Story's Narrator Excersice 5.510 hours ago in Emotional
Example of one of my chapters: (I've decided to leave out names for these examples. And this is still rough in the paragraphs, I apologize.)
"The wind blew violently—rattling the small basement window from the raging storm outside. It was almost doubtful the the tape sealing it would hold and (the protagonist) almost expected it to shatter. If it did, the problem wouldn't strictly be limited to the shattered glass all over the floor— and no doubt her feet— and the water spilling in. Her Aunt and Uncle could probably get away telling the off
Life is BeautifulMy father died recently.Life is Beautiful15 hours ago in Emotional
My mother died recently.
My best friend died recently.
My other friends moved on with their lives.
I'll lose my house.
They want to kick me out of school.
The only person I ever loved is no more.
Life is beautiful.
Before Going To WarToday is our last day.Before Going To War22 hours ago in Emotional
Our last day of Freedom before our army heads to the battlefield.
Sitting on a grave, I take a deep breath of this intoxicated air before observing the Graveyard once again.
It looks empty and smells like Death since there is no more flowers around.
It is no surprise, to be quite honest. After all, all the civilians got forced out for "their safety".
The Graveyard needed to stay empty to avoid "collateral damages".
"Major, what do we do now?" asks Hope
True we were meant to be gone for 3 days already.
But scared, I postponed our departure to tomorrow.
I didn't feel ready to start war
and still don't, to be honest.
The soldiers are waiting, sitting on tombstones as well.
I am observing their uniforms, as my sight leaves Hope, those are already dirtied by blood, their own and probably the civilians'
The kids are no exception to this description, even their masks are covered of it.
My eyes leave the soldiers to fall on my own uniform.
I could have sworn it was origi
Meurs?Alors comme ça,mon petit Pech, tu trouvais "Va crever" trop violent à entendre?Meurs?23 hours ago in Emotional
C'est vrai que ça sonne assez brutal.
Mais...c'est pour ça que j'aime ces mots.
En gros, je te demande de dégager d'ici et de mourir.
C'est simple, non?
Pourquoi ne le fais-tu donc pas?
Pourquoi me laisses-tu chanter dans le vide si tu as compris ce que je voulais?
Es-tu méprisant à ce point-là, Petit Jardinier Postiche?
Tu pourrais être fort et essayer de me battre.
Comme tu le cries si fort.
Mais nous savons tous les deux que ça n'arrivera pas, hein?
T'es bien trop trouillard pour me battre.
Je te fais peur, hein?
Sir aussi, hein?
Tu me fais pitié.
Tu ne comptes plus poster cette déclaration de guerre, j'imagine.
Est-ce parce que tu ne veux plus te battre?
As-tu déjà abandonné?
Ou as-tu simplement pris peur.
T'es qu'un gros trouillard, tu sais?
De toute façon, ne t'inquiète pas.
Je la posterai pour toi ce
The muse of my diet - Isabelle CaroI've been striving to eat healthier and become thinner for nine weeks so far. Since a little before Christmas of last year, I've been making sure everything I eat is healthy, and more importantly, low-calorie. I've examined each and every label with strict scrutiny and inquisition, counted and controlled every last bit. It's been a bit of a struggle with the restrictions, the hunger pangs, and all of that, but for the most part I've been happy. I found healthy food that I like -- apples, pears, salad, mushrooms, broccoli, salmon, etc. -- and I realized just how underrated all of that is. I feel like it would be so much easier for people to become thinner if they just gave it a chance. I've also been typing down everything I eat so that I can keep track of it and not be able to lie about it, and it's really motivating. It's also good to jot down how I feel and what I've learned.The muse of my diet - Isabelle Caro23 hours ago in Emotional
My hard work has really paid off. I've lost twelve pounds and two inches from my waist. My clo
NowhereSometimes nowhere is the best somewhere, if it's with people who care about you.Nowhere1 day ago in Emotional
UntitledYou will know you did something big when you see someone crying for you.Untitled1 day ago in Emotional
SadnessSadness and pain filled the interior of my ego and my heart. Everyone scrutinized me with looks of blame, anger and hatred. What have I done? I know I shouldn't have participated in this case, but I didn't hurt anyone physically or mentally. Nobody pitied me. Their looks all said the same thing: Shame on you. I felt hurt and melancholy. Tears were trying to run down my eyes but I always stopped them before they did so. These emotions and feelings caused me to have no appetite to eat, drink or play. My leader would have to scold us on the meeting today, and exile us, for the worst.Sadness1 day ago in Emotional
(f)lying to you is a river of sinreveries of slow woe gush within a cupcake cryosphere of godiva slopped guillotines of other lives left past, oceans so still in amniotic arctics as cabernet wineries, and oh how i've lived always as someone wanting something more before i knew i held it. pills drugged me so dizzy, fucked in, fucked out, all within the orbit of a snow globe wasteland where a loved winter once stood as best remembered they should in choke chains captured by hubble scope glows in ruthless worlds once spent. can only bid you farewell resisting the shy phone calls to be doped and fucked just to know myself a little better than i was before, celebrating the best of us as an astronaut in candlelights that won't bloom in space, but i still dream waltz along the vinyl spin of saturn's rings not so far from here playing a song of eloped evergreens in another life we'll never know. firefly twinkles pour as swallowtail flutters sutured only by red threads tied to my body so colorless now, keep me blush in veinous(f)lying to you is a river of sin1 day ago in Emotional
UntitledTeenage hands reaching for plastic cupsUntitled1 day ago in Emotional
Thinking: This is what high school is supposed to be,
The smell of sweet oranges and your father's Whiskey.
Lazy conversation turns to half-cocked ideas,
There is a gun in your hands,
A child's toy,
I hadn't noticed you leave.
Instead I see the clouds.
They seem much more interesting than usual,
The way they gather together then waste away.
I've never noticed the complexities of clouds before.
You call me stupid and take another shot,
the first lost among the neighbor's fields.
Sparrows swarm towards the crest of the Valley,
And the cows stumble to their barn.
I take another large sip and commend your aim,
Grimacing at the poison taste.
I look to the skies again,
Watching miracles swirl in the endless blue.
Summer wind whips at the clouds,
I follow them with lazy eyes.
You have your sights set on a different target,
a lone jogger,
Headphones sat upon swinging hair.
The barrel of your gun taps at my thigh,
I look to you then to your t