messages.it's twenty degrees outside, and when he breathes into the air, the smoke spells sex.messages.4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
but not the loving kind, the kind where taking a shower just isn't enough to get the smell of him off of me.
he's all wrapped up into disney movie, magic shit. when i know that he is just some dirty subliminal message, and i'll get sucked in.(but i'll tell myself it's not my fault, because my sub-conscious should be more aware, and i'll pinch myself to make sure i'm sleeping.)
i know that's not right. (anything to keep me asleep)
Fantasy: Where Nightmares Become RealityFantasy: Where Nightmares Become Reality7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That's the name she decided to go by after she lost her trust and respect for mostly all human beings. Mostly all humans. There was only one man whom she'd known as 'Father' once both her birth parents and siblings died when she was three, and that man just happened to be the most richest man in all Harukara. He took Yu in when she was five and he taught her to distrust humans and only think of them as slaves for the greater beings such as himself. So she followed his words and she found it hard to make any, what she's heard, "friends" thus making her hate humans even more for letting her be alone. The black haired girl had met someone t
THoD OC Quotes"I know now, my purpose in this agency and for the well-being of the earth. To protect the innocent, destroy the corrupt, bring peace from any terror. But I am still a wife, mother, and human. It's been hard to accept my daughter telling me she wants to be part of AMS, it concerns me, because I don't want her to become a soulless, cold-hearted monster. One that obeys orders, like myself, but she will learn the many secrets of this agency, ones that I may have never known myself."THoD OC Quotes2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"As I stand before this goal ahead of me, I think, about my mother, my father, my friends Kate and Ryan, and my loyal canine companion Shiva. I think
THoD Character Profile- MiraName: MiraTHoD Character Profile- Mira2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: Has remained TOP SECRET by AMS
Affliction: AMS Agent
Friends: (THoD 1) Thomas Rogan, Sophie Richards. (THoD 2) Gary Stewart, James Taylor, Amy Crystal, Harry Harris. (THoD 3) Thomas Rogan, Lisa Rogan, Dan Taylor, Daniel Curien [Dr. Curien's son, Daniel is good.). (THoD 4) Kate Green, James Taylor. (THoD Overkill) Isaac Washington, Varla Guns. (THoD 5) Kate Nagato & Ryan Taylor.
Family: Agent G [Husband, they marry at the end THoD Overkill], Jessica [Daughter, born sometime before THoD 1]
Weapon Of Choice: Assault Rifle, Hand Cannon [Smith and Wesson model 500], Auto Shotgun, AMS M
PMD-E Rogues written App - Tzitzimitl.PMD-E Rogues written App - Tzitzimitl.1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Team Name: Tzitzimitl
Guild Leaders: _X_Rogues ___Merchants ___Rescuers
Name and Species: Luella the Sableye [Dark/Ghost]; she is of a lighter hue, more to lavender than dark purple, but not much lighter than normal.
"Pretty lady" - Luella is quite beautiful (she was a Liligant before she died), and she uses this to her advantage as much as possible whether to get something she wants or just because she can. She will also use her beauty to draw attention away from Blythe, her "son" so she sometimes refers to him. Even if using her beauty to her advantage gets her in tr
Comic Mexicano Pte.1Bueno. Hola a todos los que tengan la curiosidad de darle una leida a este texto, de antemano mil gracias.Comic Mexicano Pte.13 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
De ahora que he tenido ya la experiencia de lo que es tratar de trabajar en conjunto para levantar lo que comunmente se llama "estudio de arte secuencia e ilustracion" he tenido ocasión de por ratos ponerme a pensar un poco tanto yo solo como con todos mis camaradas acerca de ciertos detalles de lo que implica el tratar de echar a andar un "negocio" como este, más aún lo que implica el tratar de hacerlo en Mexico, hogar de un anquilosados conceptos, puritanismo y una doble moral tan marcados que ofenden. Sin mencionar que
An Introduction to Stephen...An Introduction to Stephen ParkerAn Introduction to Stephen...4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Stephen Parker looked up from the financial papers he was meticulously poring over just in time to see the trio of Heroes mercilessly kick down his solid mahogany door and somersault inside his office. He blinked as he registered that he neither knew these people nor had an appointment scheduled, the latter because that was usually the only way to reach him, the former because some of his more eccentric friends liked to surprise him by smashing in his door.
The groups leader was an insanely muscled man (or perhaps teen, it was impossible to tell these days) with glowing golden eyes and jet-black hair,
Como quisiera...Como quisiera...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Como quisiera lograr deshacer tu hechizo,
Cada vez que tu cara veo día o noche,
En tu sonrisa encuentro el maná y la hiel de tu encanto,
Me inquieta cual infante curioso por los saberes eternos,
Y me transporta a un tiempo perpetuamente congelado.
Como quisiera poder bailar y cantar sin descanso,
Llenar tus expectativas complacerte en todo deseo,
En el silencio de mi eterno esfuerzo me atormento a mi mismo,
Mis aún débiles alas no me impiden caer en un vacío de soledad,
El no alcanzar tu flama es el peor castigo.
Como quisiera conocer tu ilegible mente,
Algunas te manifiestas cual querubín inocente,
Fallen Angel PoemJust another falen angel,Fallen Angel Poem4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Just another lost soul,
Just another innocence stolen,
By another greedy soul.
Just another little girl,
Just another pretty face,
Just another sinful hand,
To take away her grace.
Just another pervy man,
With an over active hand,
Just another pretty face,
To fall from grace.
at the hands of a sinner
The angels dress was torn,
At the hands of a sinner,
he left her forlorn.
At the hands of a sinner,
The angels wings were broken,
At he hands of a sinner,
The angels fears awoken.
By the hands of a sinner,
She was pushed to the ground,
And by the work of a sinner,
He never was found.
And the angel
three little wordsYou lean close to methree little words4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Whispering softly in my ear,
those three simple words
i've been longing to hear.
Your breath so sweet
Sending shivers down my spine
My body tingles
I'm so glad that you're mine.
I lean close to you,
Arms wraped around your waist
Just the two of us alone,
Standing here, face to face.
Everyone else an unimportant blur,
The two of us shadows of what we were,
Now Able to love,
Able to give,
Able to learn,
Finally able to live.
Angel Poem RequestedFeathered Wings so White and pureAngel Poem Requested5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A song so sweet able to cure
Silky robe's softly they sway
Church bell's chime as people pray
Deserted street's start to shine as
people leave there praying shrine
They gaze upon her powdered skin
a holy form so small and thin
Her halo pierces the pitch black sky
bringing peace to those who cry
With no more sorrow for her to see
An Angel she will forever be
ApatiaApatia6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hoy no quiero levantarme..
Quiero quedarme en cama hasta mañana si es posible..
Que nadie toque al puerta que no pienso abrir..
No me molesten..
Quiero estar solo..Conmigo mismo...
Cubrirme con la sabana, con el cobertor o el cubrecama..
O con los tres..
Hacer una casa de campaña en mi cama..
Y no salir de ahí hasta mañana..
No pensare en lo que se supone que tenia q hacer..
Solo me quedare aquí..
Pensando en nada...
Reflexionando en todo..
Hoy no estoy para nadie..
El celular esta apagado...
El teléfono desconectado...
No veré ni las noticias ni el pronostico del tiempo..
Para que...No pie
The Sunrise That Saved My LifeThe Sunrise That Saved My Life6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The waves gushed forth to receive me as I walked along the shore. The frothy sea that extended unceasingly before my eyes seemed to invite me to plunge my self into its watery depths. I walked along the salty sands wondering how much longer I could refrain from doing just that. The agony of the past week had left me feeling that I couldn't carry my life any further. The grief and anguish caused me to fall on my knees. How could this have happened? Why did it have to happen? Why me?
I'm often plagued by these questions. Every little mishap in my life causes them to spring up in my mind. But today these quetions filled my head with a
la llamadahola¡, ¿que tal, como estas?la llamada7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Disculpa que te hable tan tarde, solo queria escuchar tu voz.
sabes que te extraño, y que no se que hacer.
Si¡, lo se.
Te molesta mi llmada.
Si¡, no te preocupes.
Se que quedo en el pasado.
Pero amor, no se que paso.
Te ame, me amaste...
O solo fue pagano.
Amor, porque eres asi...
eras tan diferente.
Te amo, y no se que hacer.
Disculpa, perdi el control.
En verdad disculpa, no debo insistir.
Somos amigos, lo se.
Sigue tu vida.
Sabes que nos veremos pronto, asi es esto.
Echale ganas, quiero verte bien.
Piensa en lo que haces, y lo que te conviene hacer.
Espero que te enamores, como yo espero hac
El caminar de la sombraEl caminar de la sombra7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Caminabas un día,
yo sólo vivía creyendo estar vivo
el día que tus ojos vi, morí,
el día que tu voz me hablo, nací,
aquel instante en el que te hable
no nací ni morí, simplemente
me perdí en tus ojos
me extravié dentro de tu lindura
entre tu voz, que era para mí
la música más hermosa,
comprendí que te amaba
que la felicidad era a tu lado,
hoy no creo que la felicidad
fuese a tu lado,
hoy yo sé que seré feliz contigo,
no sólo lo seré, si no que lo soy,
no muero por tu amor,
muero si tu amor me falta,
no me es extraño pensar en ti,
me es extraño el dejar de hacerlo;
no vivo a tu lado,
vivo de estar a tu lado
ShadowShadowsShadow7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just another shadow, swaying in the night
wandering the streets and shining lamps
and the empty roads and their winding ramps
just another shadow, swaying in the night
a silent moon-light shadow, yet there is no light.
such a silly little shade, wandering where its played
by the candel lights of the night, throwing this specter
like a jester, upon the stoney cobbeled ground.
yet its just another little shadow, swaying in the night
a silent moon-light shadow, yet there is no light.
The First Beast Of The BookThe First Beast Of The BookThe First Beast Of The Book2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The lord grows his worthwhile animals
Pleasure secretes them from the godhead
Originator harvests another throng of vassals
Nous swallowed up in Adam's ale and blood shed
The serpent offers a shedload of apples
Shame leaves them idle before the arsonist
Ophidia impels virulence with dissonant cackles
Hubris rose on igneous plumage and ribs promised
She Was An Acrobat's DaughterShe Was An Acrobat's DaughterShe Was An Acrobat's Daughter3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Left to worry 'bout a barbed gold star
Her girlish eyes crow-trodden
And seemly body taut behind a neighbor's storm door
How came the stone into the goose
And how'd he die among a canyon of brick
His formless shade tempering the vestal face she once wore
Well, she watched the Sheriff round up a posse
Quick to their scatterguns and pistols
Air laden with manifold mantras dead set on catastrophe
Never did a soul catch the relevance of her reaction
All those around had risen to the hokum
Left breathing fire and slaughter over a hydraulic house ablaze
Weak 'neath the little god's arrows and an engineer's
Spira: 2Chapter 2Spira: 23 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Everything is burning Burning underwater Ashes are everywhere, and I can barely breathe. Saturn's cold liquid atmosphere has started to boil, and all because of another one of Earth's space probes.
I run around, trying to snap out of what I thought was a nightmare. Even if I wasn't ready, going to Earth to make peace with the humans is my destiny. I must go now, before any more damage is done. You see, the humans seem to have sent another probe to check out Saturn once more, except for this time it blew up a couple million yards under its atmosphere. Half of our civilization is dead, and half of the remaining half of
Thus, PurifiedLook, I will say, give me that knifeThus, Purified4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I will peel myself like a ripened apple
red-cheeked, bleeding my heart's juice
all over trembling fingers and I will
strip, cut and slice
until there is nothing left
but for a whisper of bare skin and bones
and seeds that will never grow
without the blood of my sacrifice, the ashes
of my core, the heart
that yielded none of its secrets
and kept all of its loves.
What Goes Around, Comes AroundWhat goes around, comes around.What Goes Around, Comes Around4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His panting echoed through the stone building walls, knowing that I was only a step behind him. It was too risky to take him out, but I couldn't afford for him to sleek away into the crowd of the public. If I took him in the view of public, I would lose my own head and the endless cycle of the hunt would come to an end.
My alliances were destroyed, the circular wall of protection had crumbled away. Everything had been taken away from me by the man I once called friend.
He had leaked our plan to the cops, which lead to a massacre of my team. Leaving me, my love, and a few bags of cash to escape in a hot wired
LedaLedaLeda4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blue lights soften the fringe,
deadening already dull sounds.
Placid air brushes quivering skin,
sultry legs struggle 'gainst ground.
Eyes of passers act on a twinge,
Leda's persisting on pulling rounds.
A voice sings for ardent love of kin,
celestial one walks on without sound.
GospelGospel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A blind child listens the horrors occurring around them,
Listen loud cries of pain and agony, desperate and horrific,
Almost eternal, infernal, macabre,
Can not see the blood flowing beneath his feet,
The male touches his face and his clothing
The smell reaches his nose, he can not see the mutilated flesh that is on the ground,
Can only hope to end this hell,
Listening to the horrible sound of the meat cutting edge of a sharp weapon,
A tear runs from the eyes of the poor blind child,
thank God for having taken his vision,
To avoid seeing this hell before witnessing,
A blind child hears strong cracks in the bones of those poor victi