Dirty Boys Don't CryThe sheetless mattress; heavy contrast clashing with rich maroon walls and the chipping tiles of a checkered floor.Dirty Boys Don't Cry4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
An always open window allows circulation. Wind filters through, dispersing through a room plagued by disarray. Oxygen enters the nostrils, air particles reeking of musk and dust and memories caked onto the floor.
Because why sweep away dirt, why even disinfect the the filth? If it could dredge up cherished times of singing drunken stupors? If it could revive the words shouted to the stars in an anarchistic rage?
But I'm assuming you have titanium claws so you can cling to that guitar as long as you like.
Rainbow flag conceals a hole hiding from a fist, because last time he met that freckled-hand, knuckle gouged drywall, and well, he just didn't stand a chance.
Alcoholism bruises beneath nail while hysteria bursts from your throat in regurgitated gasps of liquid poison. Disgust and stupidity and stomach acid all blending to a single a taste of r
Words of PainWords of PainWords of Pain8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You put me through all this torture
All this pain and all this misery
I won't show my heartbroken tears
You can see that I'm hurt inside
You can see my wrist bleeding
I am dying inside because of you
I can only see red and black
The knife gleams with my blood
The rope gets tighter around my neck
I hate this but my heart says I must
A stake is piercing my heart
I try so hard to gain your love
All I get is a deadly answer
I am going insane because of you
Every time I hear your name
I lose control and I am broken
My sanity becomes lost
I am losing my mind
And I am at a loss of words
These words will always remain unsaid
Too Much Judas PriestToo Much Judas Priest6 years ago in Humor More Like This
You Know You Listen To Too Much Judas Priest When
1) You go through withdrawals between tours.
2) You go through withdrawals between albums
3) You go through withdrawals between songs
4) Your wedding song is one of the following; Love Bites, Turbo Lover, Hot for Love, Evil Fantasies, Eat Me Alive
5) You own a Harley and you dont even know how to ride one
6) You spend hours just standing on your Harley, posing
7) You build a make shift stage in your backyard so you can ride out on your Harley, just like Rob
8) While riding out onto your make shift stage, your knocked off your Harley by the stairs, lost under a sea of fog and dry ice, and arent found until Glenn Tipton steps on you
9) You whip your Harley
10) You lick your guitar
11) You lick your Harley
12) You think a set of handcuffs compliments any outfit
13) You have an ever growing collection of whips and chains
14) You own several riding crops and you dont own,
WarWar5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
World War II
I sit up in bed, sweating, gasping for breath.
I look around, disoriented from waking up like I was drowning, knowing there was something wrong.
I can't sense him. I fight the urge to panic. Where is he?
I concentrate. I swear I can feel my heart stop, and an overwhelming anguish rushes in. He is Gone
No! I refuse to accept that! He can't die!
I close my eyes. Searching. Then I feel it. That familiar warmth. Fading slowly.
I let out a breath. He's alive. He needs me.
I skip to the human plane but to my surprise it doesn't take me directly to him. But he is close. I'm sure. I try to sense him again. Need to concentrate. My heart is racing madly. I skip again.
It takes me to a battlefield in a war-torn country.
Shit. What the hell is he doing here?! Where the hell is here?!
I run so fast I'm a blur. Skipping further ahead when I can. Even with the guns and bombs blasting all around me, t
Sucks to be MeJAMESSucks to be Me4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What do you do when your old life is over?
What is the new life to be?
Twelve years of sailing, of ocean surveying,
and here I am, far from the sea.
I can't pay the bills yet,
I've no job to fill yet.
This world is a far different place.
But somehow I can't free
the feeling I might see,
an old friend,
a familiar face.
What's the matter?
I didn't get
Aw, I'm sorry!
Me too! I mean, look at me!
I'm ages out of canan, and I
always thought ugh.
No, it sounds stupid.
Aw, come on!
When I first moved here,
I thought I would be...
A great detective with
my past behind me!
But then they put me into
It sucks to be me.
It sucks to be me.
It sucks to be tossed aside
and haunted by your
SuspicionSywyn couldn't sleep. The smell of burnt clothing still hung fresh in the night air, and it kept him awake with memories of how they had landed themselves in jail. It was a warm summer night-and a humid one at that. Sticky beads of sweat were visible against his skin as he whittled uninterestedly at a piece of wood he had found on the floor, a dull glint of jaded fatigue within his eyes. Pale moonlight came in from a small barred window above their heads, but was weak and dilute compared to the lit torch just outside their cell. The flame crackled loudly as it flickered, its sound soft beneath the chirping of crickets outside their window. He had grown accustomed to his surroundings by that time, having been trapped in that jail cell for most of the day already, and the noise everything made had already faded to the background.Suspicion4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Elyon slept soundly in her part of the cell, her chest rising and falling peacefully as she breathed quietly. She had been passed out since earlier that day, ev
Pandora Dreams - Chapter 1Pandora Dreams - Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Casting a quick glance behind him at the dark blue eyaye leaf mounted in the branches of a small tree, the bright red streak through its stem pointing in his direction and proclaiming the path he was on as the right direction back to the lake, Ash'teth cursed under his breath. One of the clan's children had no doubt moved it, most likely because they knew he would be coming this way and thought it amusing to confuse the poor simple village joke. After a moment, he let a wry smile curl his lips; he was probably, on second thoughts, being too paranoid. Na'vi children had the right to mess around and play - they didn't mean to personally cause him trouble. Just because he had been a quiet, hesitant child, more content to sit under the hanging leaves of the nearest tree and put all his concentration into making toys and ornaments, it didn't mean every other young member of the Omaticaya was. He just wished they didn't have to persist with changing the brightly-colou
Teaser : My Life on PandoraTeaser: My Life on PandoraTeaser : My Life on Pandora5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She saw the screen in horror, and wept. The jarheads were celebrating the demoltion of the tree, how could they? Grace and Jake must have been too late to warn the Na'vi. The screen showed blurred images of the cat-like people running for their lives. If they had been warned, then they were foolish to have not left. Luckily Melanie was standing at the back of the room, she didn't want others to witness her true feelings. All the more reason to be taunted and referred to as a "sympathizer". Feeling overwhelmed, the slender scientist quietly exited the room.
God Parker was such an asshole. Why she had even thought this group would be doing any good was beyond her. It was over. The Avatar program was finished. She thought back to her early training and experiences in the alien body. Melanie had believed that diplomacy would have worked. And just maybe she could have continued out her days helping the people in her other body. As she walked down the hall
Quotes"This story will have a happy ending. I promise."Quotes6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- Farid ~ Inkspell
"I wouldn't be paranoid if they weren't out to get me."
- Carlie ~ General Hospital
"It was a murder, but not a crime."
- Cell Block Tango ~ Chicago
"The best kind of prize is a sur-prize!"
- Johnny Depp ~ Charlie And The Chocolate Factory
"Don't mistake coincidence for fate."
- Echo ~ LOST
"The world hears through different ears."
- Paula Abdoul ~ American Idol
"Taking care of yourself is a matter of instinct. Taking care of your neighbor is a matter of spirit."
- News Lady ~ TV
"You want to see a miracle, Son Be the miracle."
- Morgan Freedman ~ Bruce Almighty
"With great power comes great responsibility."
- Uncle Ben ~ Spider Man
"The opposite of love isn't hate. It's indifference. As long as you hate me you still care."
- Bree Vandicamp ~ Desperate Housewives
"Dally didn't die a hero. He died violent and young and desperate, just like we all knew he'd d
English Teeth"I'm not a vampire; I'm English!"English Teeth3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Unseelie court 2The Unseelie courtThe Unseelie court 24 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The dwelling place of the fey
Knights and jesters
Wanderers and thieves
Mages and murderers
All united under the banner of their queen
Beguiling and terrifying both.
Ice and fire both, here its description goes
As told by sages of old
It is as beautiful as a feather in descent slow, as beautiful as entrails on the marble raw.
As beautiful as icicles, Faerie wings impaled
As beautiful as diamond, mortal blood they trail
As beautiful as poppies, broken hearts they bloom
As beautiful as looms, human hair they weave
As beautiful as lark, sorrow is her song
Beauty and Beast
Sorrow and Euphoria
Pleasure and pain
This court of Fey is all things said
So beware mortals who dare tread
In the world of the moonlit veil's stead
Eat no food
And touch no wine
For if touched, a spell they weave
To bind the soul and break iron will
Till you are a puppet on strings
To jerk and twitch as they please.
Like a rag doll in the rain
A stain unwashable
For nothing wil
WarioWaluigi: Labyrinth chap 2 Wario reguarded Hagane with suspicion.WarioWaluigi: Labyrinth chap 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I thought you said it wasn't in the labyrinth."
Hagane met his gaze. "My men, I am ashamed to admit, are not the best hunters. But your reputation exceeds them Wario, and I'm sure if anyone can find it you can."
Wario looked at everyone and then back to Hagane. "And if I get it, you'll let everyone go?"
"But of course."
"All right..." Wario said softly. "I'll go." He looked at him again. "But on one condition. Waluigi gets to come with me."
Hagane nodded. "I would not have it any other way. But to make sure you don't think of running off once I allow you to leave..." Hagane chanted something and Waluigi was surrounded by a bright light. Within seconds it faded and he found his shirt was mended, along with something new. A collar made of silver with a single ruby in the center was wrapped
DeliveredJacov Michaich Keehl and Marika Miskaovna Petrovich met during a Victory Day Parade in Moscow in 1979. Jacov was studying in at the Frunze Military Academy-the only member of his family since his grandfather to be allowed the chance at higher education- and Marika was studying to be a teacher. The pair dated for two years before they were married, profoundly against the wishes of Jacov's parents who saw him marring a non-Jewish women as the final nail in the coffin in of his already dying Jewish faith. His utter lack of interest in observing Judaism-even under the oppression of Soviets- and his assimilation into Soviet society at large- which helped to achieve his military aspirations- is what started to kill it. When Jacov and Marika's first child- Ilya Jacovlevich Keehl - was born on September seventh, 1983, the choice to get him secretly baptized caused a riff to grow between Jacov and his father Micha- a Holocaust survivor- from which the pair never reconciled.Delivered4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
winter lullabyTwitch's dark fingers flipped at the little latches holding the case closed. He couldn't remember a time that he didn't commit to this. Every night. He did it years before the twins were born. Ryn was ever delighted to hear the song of his guitar. But he hadn't played for her in nearly a century before he had another set for whom to perform. Tonight, however, was special. Tonight he managed to convince his wife to add her beautiful voice to the work of his fingers. A treat, and the children knew it too.winter lullaby4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Xunaste sat patiently on his bed. He said nothing, always the quiet one. Instead he played by himself, flicking a wooden throwing dagger back and forth across his fingers, making the little blade dance across his knuckles. Tebvyr was not so well behaved, crawling up on his bedpost, reaching for the instrument his father was bringing out. Twitch slapped his hand away. Those little finge