Monologue: Who am I?Who am I anymore, I used to know, I could tell by the swollen eyes in the reflection of the dusty mirror, but now its no use, my eyes are no longer blackened by running mascara from the relentless, endless tears. I dont know who I am when Im not searching for the blade of a slightly dull knife, sharp enough to hurt, dull enough to lighten the scars. Who am I without my blue? What are my pass-times other than surfing the waves of the deep blue depression,Monologue: Who am I?6 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
and sinking some more.
Who am I without the midnight bathroom runs, puking my brains out, and not because I had too much too drink, but because I had had too much to eat. Who have I become? Being special was being in pain, but out of pain, I am no longer special. Its almost less worth it to live being boring and sane than it is being on the verge of a meltdown at all times of the day. Maybe its impossible to every be content with how your life turned out. Maybe you
Monologue:Catholic Schoolgirl?" They're trying to destroy me here, making the power of Christ compel me. I feel Hades coming closer and closer, drawn by the smell of my faith and morals being torn from me. I relinquish them gladly though, anything but to feel what I did when they were in charge of my life. All the good I've done since surrendering them, I can't be evil as they say I am. I don't do it to show off how righteous I am for I don't care about the fake righteousness lay people preach! I do it because I feel obligated, that somehow I can make me a good person again in their eyes. I do it to make up for all the bad that follows me everywhere I go of what I've done. But the guilt will never leave, its there forever to remind me that I am exactly what they hate. I don't care anymore though, or at least I pretend not to but that doesn't keep their words from harming me. A part of me dies with every second of silence, sitting alone in my room waiting for the call to prove I'm not alone. But there is nothing toMonologue:Catholic Schoolgirl?4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Monologue: God I Love Her"Are you finally proud of me mother? Proud now that I've lost everything upholding those blood binding morals? I said the words morality forced into my mouth, not the words actually in my heart. I'm still that weak little girl schooled into righteousness from birth by a corrupted church. No matter how far I wander from the supposed protection of the ever evolving doctrine I shall always fall to it eventually. I'm trapped, condemned to eternally be that innocent little girl who to you looks so perfect. But inside she's dying, hating herself for every denial of temptation. You've brainwashed her into confusion so successfully that she doesn't know the difference anymore between what the church wants for her as compared to what she wants for herself. If she had control she would have said 'yes' and no matter to what end the choice was her's. She wasn't bowing to some higher power or losing herself with every word spoken not hers. But that possibility of confidence was lost in oMonologue: God I Love Her4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Real Men of GeniusReal Men of Genius5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Bud Light Presents: Real Men of Genius
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Past Our Dancing DaysA kitchen. MAN and WOMAN stand centre stage, in front of a counter with drawers. They are arguing as lights fade on.Past Our Dancing Days6 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
WOMAN. Look. Its called a double suicide pact for a reason. I kill myself, and then you kill yourself.
MAN. Why are we doing this again? Do I have to kill myself?
MAN. I dont like the smell of blood.
WOMAN. So what?
MAN. I dont like iron either. Probably because iron smells like blood.
WOMAN. Shut up.
MAN. Dont tell me to shut up.
WOMAN. When you shut up, Ill stop telling you to shut up.
MAN. You shut up.
WOMAN. Youre stalling.
MAN. Am not.
WOMAN. Are too.
MAN. Am not!
WOMAN. Then do it.
MAN. You were going first.
WOMAN. It doesnt matter who goes first. Well both be dead.
MAN. Im hungry.
WOMAN. We just ate.
I'm a ninjaI'm a ninja!I'm a ninja4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Dude, no you're not.
Yes! I am!
Okay, then prove it.
Did you see that?
Sonic Families In Trouble p13Shadow said nothing. He couldnt say anything cuz of his anger.Sonic Families In Trouble p135 years ago in Comedy More Like This
But Sonic jr took over.
Sonic Jr: Well... if you say it like that, then yeah..
Doctor: Well thank you.. She is still very ill. I wouldnt want her to hurt herself.
As Sonic Jr and Kim walked with Shade. They whispered as quitly as possible.
Sonic Jr:*whispered* What's going on Shade?
Shade:*whispered* All of you must leave. I'll meet you back at the house by tomorrow. If I dont come.. Then you can break me out.
Sonic Jr:*whispered* Dont like this...
Kim:*Whispered* Same here.
Shade:*whispered* Then have only one stay. There happy?
Sonic Jr: Whispers* Grrr... Fine.
Soon they were infront of the doctor and his nurses.. They were huge and buff.
Doctor: We were looking all over for you Shade.. We all missed you..
Shade: Say what you want Doc.. I know their all lies.
Doctor: You have such bad manners.. No wonder your parents abandon you..
*brings out a needle*
This... will just be a pitnch...
Oh my god!!! What's g
Damned Achilles Ancient Greece. In the time ofDamned Achilles5 years ago in Drama More Like This
war between Greece and Troy.
Carest thou not, whether your own kind fall? While you fight for your king and never question, I pray thee tell me the sick cause of this long battle. You fight for pride; only for thy name not to be forgot. But what legacy is there in one who steals from others? Does it satisfy you to watch your brothers' lives being taken by thine own hand?!"
I heard Grandfather say that one day. Who was he talking to? There was no one there. I hear him say, "That damned Achilles!" so often, I could swear that Achilles was of Trojan blood, and not of Greek. What do my grandfather's words even mean? They cannot be toward Achilles. That would be absurd! Achilles was sent from the gods! Even better, the gods fear him! We should all be celebrating because of him. He will conquer Troy for us all.
ManifestoΟ άνθρωπος χώρισε το μυαλό του σε κύκλους και σε ευθείες γραμμές πριν ακόμα φορέσει σάρκα. Αλλά ήταν πάντα τόσο φτωχός που δεν μπορούσε ν'αγοράσει παρά μια ζωή. Και όταν ο χρόνος του φορούσε ένα σενManifesto3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
WRONGDotted,dotted,WRONG5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
with a cherry on top of it
to another piece of paper
Swiftaxes - Illustrious Leader* NOTE * Assume all dialogue is signed.Swiftaxes - Illustrious Leader4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Drit: Illustrious leader! (He bows dramatically with a smirk.) Your humble subject has a question for you, if you could spare the time to talk to him.
Grapmak: Drop the flowery language, Drit. I'm in no mood to throw extra words around. (scowl)
Drit: Hmm? Something bothering you?
Grapmak: It's nothing new. Dosemz.
Drit: (smirk) High Lord Pudge is up to his old tricks again?
Grapmak: (huff of laughter) You're very lucky he doesn't understand hand-speech.
Drit: (hissing chuckle) I consider myself lucky in many ways. (He sits on the dungeon floor near Grapmak, but still within the chieftain's line of sight.) So. What exactly is he up to now? Still trying to stage a coup?
Grapmak: Fortunately for him, not out in the open.
Drit: I wouldn't count that as fortunate. Covert coups are successful coups.
Grapmak: (snort) Dose