IN A JUNKYARD CAR..Things you can do in a junkyard carIN A JUNKYARD CAR..5 years ago in Humor More Like This
"WHAT DID YOU DO IN THE CAR?"
"...we sat in it. o__o"
"We listened to the radio"
"Did a dorky dance..."
"made up a song.."
"Bought a cheescake...rode a llama [yes,in the car]")
"played animal crossing"
"petted a lion.."
"ATE ANGEL FOOD CAKE!?"
"traveled to Germany!"
"Took a test"
"ACED THE TEST!"
"WE LOST THE GAME!"
"We..... WERE ON A BOAT"
"We watched Shrek"
"FOUND A CAVEMAN"
"We ate airline peanuts"
"We danced some moar"
"We........ DID THE MACARENA!"
"We bought some leeks. THEN DID THE LEEK DANCE."
"We shot a cannonball"
"We ate jelly"
"we fed a chicken some cheese water"
"we acted like spies"
"we also threw mashed potatoes on the wall"
"we kissed a chipmunk"
"We bought a beret"
"We... sailed the ocean"
"I grew a mustache."
"We.... uhm.... painted our toenails"
"I also grew a beard"
"we... met a Japanese Rockstar"
"We became one hit wonders"
"We sang a pretty son
Then and NowSomeday, you'll be able to tell him.Then and Now5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
(You'll both be several years older.
You'll both have jobs. A home. A family)
You'll finally be able to say;
"Hey. I loved you."
And you will mean it, and you will speak in past tense, instead of present, so he can go home to his kids (the ones you babysit every Saturday) and you can still be friends.
(Because he will have forgotten that time you told him there really was no such thing as a past tense "loved". He will have forgotten the time you told him that it was just a comfort word; a word made up by people in couples therapy trying desperately to make it okay to not-be-okay anymore, to make it okay to say goodbye. Or not. That you never really stop loving someone, though you may desperatly wish you could.)
He will have forgotten,
how to tell when you're lying.
I Guess I FellI Guess I Fell5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm sorry, I fell.
I'm sorry, I tell.
I'm sorry, I screamed.
I'm sorry, I seemed.
I'm sorry, I tried.
I'm sorry, I cried.
I feel empty.
An empty void,
A black space.
I feel lonely
In this place.
I can't find a place,
I can completely belong.
I can't find a place,
I don't do something wrong
Cut me up.
Slice me to death.
Cut me up.
Take my last breath.
Kill me, kiss me.
Hate me, miss me.
Love me, diss me.
Leave me to die.
At the end of the day I'm still your toy
To have and to hold to come and destroy
I'm sorry I cried.
I'm sorry I screamed.
but most of all honey,
I'm sorry you're seeing me fall.
Between HeartbeatsWe hold in our kiss what you once called the beauty of a fading dream,Between Heartbeats3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The light to what seems to be a way of desperation,
Or perhaps just one to break down my seams.
Your touch calls upon my skin waves upon waves of trembling need,
Leaving me in fear of your breath-taking little smiles,
A chance to lose my mind to this consolation of love in between.
But I'm the one who has been preaching the lack of beauty in a fading dream,
Lighting the light in making our own unfading dreams,
And to perhaps hoping to fall in love somewhere in between.
Your just a second choice...You feel your heart breakYour just a second choice...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just a second choice you are...
its just as it always been.
did you think things would be different at all?
why do you hope anyways?
there's nothing left but to cry.
Sadness just surrounds you
clouding, heart and mind.
doesnt matter now...
just live with it.
take heed on what you learn.
smile and just act like your fine.
like you always do anyways.
make no one see
the heart that is breaking.
let no one see your tears flowing down your face.
be strong and just close yourself off.
let no one in your heart.
why all psychics are cheaters:loving you--why all psychics are cheaters:4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
battleship with a
always miss you; i
miss you more.
why do i
play games i know i'll
always lose ?
because i'm playing
Not Quite UnrequitedI did not know that you felt that way,Not Quite Unrequited5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
that you allowed your heart to keep time to none but mine.
You told me that I was the one you dreamed of always,
but I never knew it of you.
Did you hide it so well,
or did I not see the signs for what they were?
So close to me,
like my right hand,
I never knew it was my left that you wanted to hold.
I tell you bluntly,
too much so in my shock,
that your love is not returned quite the same way.
But if that be in fact true,
why is it then,
that suddenly my heart seizes in a pain I have never before known?
It is as if,
no heart had I,
until this moment when you asked of me to give it to you.
Destroyedthey tell me this incessant beating in my chestDestroyed5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
means that i'm alive.
i never liked amusement parks
because they remind me so much of you
of those hands, rough hands that i hated,
always upon my face
and in my hair
and most notably,
(. i never told anyone about that day;
i couldn't get the words out.
i just couldn't get over the embarrassment,
and all the pain .
Want to know what I think?We Live To DieWant to know what I think?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We were born to live a simple life.
First we are born, then we multiply and then we die.
But why do we make it all that more complicated. We take it beyond what we need to survive. They say we are not animals, our minds are greater. Are they really? In the end we go by our instincts to survive. Also other people always seem to put their lives in our hands but when it's their turn to save us, they simply turn away. Lots of us get used because of our foolish kindness and others will be bitten by their own bitterness. I don't know where to really take you guys from here. But with each day I learn more like any other, friends are not just to have fun with and to hang out with but you take the responsibility to help them through no matter what they go through, same with family. You can pick friends but not family but would you help a complete stranger? I would, for what reason? I don't know, isn't it the right thing to do? See how we make life difficult? Such simple little th
I'm No DollIf I can't be meI'm No Doll4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
then you can't be you
If you damn me this cage
you're staying here too.
I won't put up a fight
But I'll fess up no plee
I won't sit and die here
what right have you to me?
I'm my own person at that
not a bendable doll
you try and shape me
I will wither your all
Bend your site to no return
Live your life, but crash and burn
Maybe then you'll finally learn
what you have taught, but now will earn.
A soul you've twisted
to your own warped view
it may be your prefference
but know, I know you
It's your weakness
bring my desire
I know who you are
what you've hid, what a liar.
Don't take me for granted,
this sly creation that's happenned
I've still my own mind,
but it's hiding behind...
This new savage
The thoughts- you had it,
What I can't salvage.
The thoughts of a mind you can't control
I'm in my power.
I'm no doll.
Of EmoOf Emo9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
"We are so emo."
That's the only thing in my friend Tyler's AOL Instant Messenger profile. It's his way of describing the two of us in the simplest of terms. As far as I know, we're the only two people alive that will own up to the title. Near as I can tell it spells death for anyone else.
What are we owning up to? Our tight shirts, straight-legged jeans, messy hair, and thick-rimmed glasses? Our penchant for bands our age that moan about exclusion, the girl that they can't have, and angry sex? Our shameless fancies for Mandy Moore, Love Actually, and Star Wars?
The stereotypical emo kid cries everyday. He we
ReaperReaper3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I love you." The words escaped my mouth before I could hush them. His lips curled upwards in a cruel but beautiful parody of a smile that sends my whole body quivering with anticipation.
Precision is his tool, and everything he does, he does with calculated, measured intention.
"Again," he said. A command, simple seeming, but it bears more weight than any command he'd given yet, even the one separating me from Life.
I try to push the words off my tongue, but they seem to be stuck now, blocked by the shock of my initial outburst. Sensing my hesitation, he seized hold of my head and grasped it tightly, forcing me to look at him. I tried to break free, startled as I was by the suddenness of his actions, but his strength overcame my frail attempts.
"Be still!" He ordered me firmly. I had no choice but to listen. I could no more defy him here in his own realm than I could in life. "Now," he said coolly in my ear, "You already belong to me. What have you to fear in saying that phrase again?
Love IncompletelySometimes when I come back I'll be here waiting for youLove Incompletely3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Imagining your lovely voice
Touching more of me than eyes could see.
And when you do come back you are my breathless darling
My sweet sleepyhead, lying on top of me
Soft pools of lust at my feet.
So as I am looking into the river of love in your eyes
I know I probably will be waiting for you again impatiently
Like a flower waiting for the sun to rise at night, incompletely.
Her GameHe woke up,Her Game4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But never stopped dreaming,
He holds on to his memories,
Close and tightly.
She plays with his heart,
Again and again,
Shes unfaithful to him.
He screams her name,
But shes slowly fading away,
He cant see it,
The lies she's told.
He deserves more,
Hes a game she plays.
Never stops dreaming,
Shell come back one more time,
How many times does he have to cry?
How many times does she have to say goodbye
Theres more than that girl in the world,
But shes the only one,
Who shines in his eyes.
Ill always be on the side lines,
Waiting for the day he realizes he's better than her,
And notices me.
My ReflectionSometimes I think people like meMy Reflection4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For my reflection
Not what's on the inside
Sometimes I know you love me
For whats on the outside
Look into my eyes
Look into my lies
And see the pain I'm in
My heart can't take much more
I've gotta forget the things I saw
What more could I give to you?
I don't trust you
I have the right too
Please don't blame it on me
Ask me if I'm ok
Then tell me to tell the truth
Just look into my eyes
Can't you see the lies?
Can't take much more of your ways
For once look into my eyes
Finally look into my lies
And ask me if I'm really ok
mental issuesshe was such a sweet girl, with such a pretty facemental issues4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
her imaginary world, put it all to waste.
it said tell me all your secrets, lend me all your lies, I'll take away all those tears. that you seem to hide.
and now she's gone without a face or name, the world won't be the same. the family that she's left behind, now has to face the rising tide.
here's your ticket to fame, it ended in pain.
it's a real nightmare, seeing you hanging there.
In the nightNight timeIn the night5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spent in the arms of a lover
Or alone, in cold sheets
Warm breath softly falling against your neck
Chilling wind creeping through thin cotton
Another body gently resting against yours
Emptiness clinging close like death
Sweet nothings tenderly whispered into your ear
Gusts wickedly taunting of your fate
Awakening, gently stirring, stretching, relaxing back into dreams
Nothing, only absence and longing
Gazes recently held, promises vowed lingering sweetly in the air
Staring into darkness, its so very quiet, isnt it?
Fingers intertwined, together even when your minds are resting
Hands gripping the sheets, mind apart, never releasing reality
Love drips from your lips, slack with the sand mans gift
Tears freely flow, stinging your already dampened cheeks
There is no lust seen here, no trace of pride
Nothing but envy taints the scene, wrath suffocating
Simple warmth surrounds your heart, this just seems right
Cold, everything seems wrong just wrong
Straightline People always say that they hate goodbyes; they say leaving someone behind is too sad. But I guess I'm different. I love it when people cry over me.Straightline4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She left without saying goodbye. I felt betrayed, in a way. Angry that she'd just leave like that, and angry that I'd just let her go. And hurt: my shoulder blades ached from the oh-so-sweet sensation of being stabbed in the back.
At the same time, I felt a fleeting swoop of joy. This is what I wanted: proof that I was living in the past. That I really didn't stand a chance. She'd trace her pretty, torn-up nails across my throat and we'd both agree: "I don't love you anymore." I'd drink her forgotten tears and she'd bite my Cheshire smile.
And my wild imaginings would disappear.
Maybe I'd fall asleep at
I Rocked Myself To DeathI want to screamI Rocked Myself To Death4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To stick a knife in my mouth
Slice my tongue off
Cut all the pain out
But it's impossible
This is something unbearable
That I have to live with
No matter how horrible
I need a hammer
To knock out my teeth
I want to wrench out the agony
And leave it, red, on the sheet
I hate all the suffering
I want suicide
But I can't have it
I can't even die
I taste the blood
I'm so close
But I can never reach the grave
It's a fate I'll never know
I take up the knife
It goes down my throat with ease
I feel it touch my heart
And it begins to bleed
It'll never stop
I'll cough up my own blood
And do it again
To find my hard work undone
Beethovens NightmareWatching his fingers hit against the keysBeethovens Nightmare4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His eyes dream of the symphony he could see.
Only feeling the rhythm of his heart beat
The soul of were his music starts
"Thump, thump" the sound of his heart
"Tap, tap" the sound of the piano
Crying out the plea for a song
He wants the feel the floor sing
Banging his head on the floor
He cannot make a sound
Bleeding from his ear
Only feeling coldness from a tear
Screaming the words that are misunderstood
His ears unable to hear
The pleas he makes at the floor
Of his symphony in his head
Screaming at the floor
He demands to be understood
Waiting for an answer,
the floor only laughing
101 Ways To Kill your teachers 101 Ways To Kill Your Teachers101 Ways To Kill your teachers5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*dont try this at home*
*try it at a friends house or at school*
1. Poison their coffee/tea
2. Ask them to help you, when they bend over, stab them
3. When they are on duty accidentally throw a rock at their head
4. Shoot them
5. Hide at the back of the classroom and shoot them
6. Poison their apple/lunch
7. Shoot them with a poisonous dart
8. Put a length of wire on the door when their about to walk in
9. Put a guillotine on their office door
10. Do a project on the guillotine and ask the teacher to help demonstrate how it works
11. Push them out of a window at the top H or M block
12. In science accidently spill deadly poison on them
13. In science accidently set them on fire
14. In Society and History make a model catapult and practice aiming
15. Practice archery in class
16. Practice your new circus act knife throwing and ask for a volunteer
17. In PE - Baseball
18. Accidently stab them in
I Can't Explain a Thingwhat would you do if i left right now,I Can't Explain a Thing5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and all you had was my eyeliner smudges, and tear soaked stardust?
i spent today looking at our old notes,
and i wondered what would happen if i wrote over you glitter gel pen with black ink,
describing all the ways we tried and still couldn't make it.
[i wouldn't worry though, because we did try that hard,
your glitter pen would show right though;