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
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
Words of PainWords of PainWords of Pain9 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
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
Prologue- TxeptompaPrologue- TxeptompaPrologue- Txeptompa5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I remeber the day fire rained from the sky. The day the tawtute came in their sky machines. I remember the fear for my brothers lives. They were so young then, I don't even think Olo'way remembers, or at least, I hope he doesn't. That was the day I became a hunter, the day Vrrtep told me he loved me. It was both the best and worst day of my life, all of our lives.
The Festival of Songs was my favorite time of year. There was always singing and dancing and tales of great old hunts and of the Toruk and his rider. Vrrtep had just come to the Ean'Oratirol. His adopted family had this notion he would be the nest Torukmakto. He just wanted to be normal. The whole clan thought of him differently though, his name, Vrrtep, means demon and his hair was as white as the inside of an Ikran's stomach and his eyes were so intense and luminescent that nothing rivaled them. His songs were beautiful and pure, his voice strong. Even the Green Lake quieted for him. And he wanted me. He
Thundering Waves Ch 1 'Avatar'THUNDERING WAVESThundering Waves Ch 1 'Avatar'5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(Fan Fiction based on the world of James Cameron's 2009 movie AVATAR)
Jake banked his ikran into a lazy turn and eyed the ground below for a good landing spot. The jungle below, different from his home but every bit as lush, unfortunately didn't seem to have any trees suitable to land on, but it bordered a swath of magnificent coral beach which sloped gently to the ocean. Directing the ikran toward the beach, Jake caught sight of cliffs in the distance, dropping vertically to a rocky shoreline. The creature landed and Jake hopped to the ground, briefly sensing both his and the ikran's feel of the warm sand via tsahaylu.
"Looks like you can fish or hunt today. Just stay outta trouble." Jake sent the thought, then disconnected his queue from the ikran's neural tendril. Chittering happily, the ikran took off in a swirl of blue and green wings.
Jake looked up and down the shoreline in both directions, then elected to head away from the cliffs. Neytiri and Mo'at had both gi
Quotable QuotesHumans have the incredible ability to reason logically and come to the wrong conclusion.Quotable Quotes8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Two things in this world are infinite: the universe and human stupidity. But Im not so sure about the first one. Albert Einstein
Lifes not worth living if you dont have something worth dying for.
A ship in a harbor is safe, but thats not what a ship is built for.
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed on and digested.
It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.
If you think you can, you can. And if you think you can't, you're right.
Faith is not belief. Belief is passive. Faith is active.
I have discovered that all human evil comes from this: man's being unable to sit still in a room. (Uh oh, my brother is in trouble )
The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of.
Too Much Judas PriestToo Much Judas Priest7 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,
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 Cry5 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
The 10 thingsThe 10 things I love about being a lesbianThe 10 things5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
1. The fact that you have a lover and a best friend in one person. It's a fantastic combo of a life and death friendship and an intense love. From what I've seen so far, it's not so easy with men.
2. The fact that it has become an essential part of my personality, a sort of life attribute, just like sleeping or breathing. I've been through times of uncertainity and figuring out what I really am and what I really want; those times are long gone now, and I know it all exactly.
3. The sex. Oh dear god you've got two girls at once, there's nothing more radiating with perfection. The kisses are softer, the skin is softer, the body is subtle and beautiful. It's full of passion, tenderness and roughness as well as softness, always balanced. The thing that I also love about sex is that it's always something you do for the other one, not for yourself.
4. The attention. Not the 'Omg look lesbians!' kind, but the kind of attention two attra
OrdinaryMost people fall in love with the extra-ordinary.Ordinary6 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
You are not most people; never for a moment try to believe you are. You stand out from the crowd, with your quiet ways and subtle humor, and, in the beginning, that's horrifying. But soon enough, you will learn to lift your eyes and set your jaw; you will learn the word no when it comes to fools; you will live emblazoned over the world like a fiery rainbow.
You will learn many, many things in the coming years.
You will learn to smile with all the vibrancy you have tucked away inside of you, and you will learn to be that other kind of beautiful. The kind that dreamers and thinkers are. You will grow your hair out - yes, down to your waist like you always dreamed - and it will tickle your elbows when you laugh. You will define your own fashion sense - not what's popular, but something entirely unknown and entirely you. And it will be more than ordinary.
You will learn to laugh and cry and love and talk. You w
Welcome to Internet UniversityAs sunlight begins creeping over the dorms of Internet University, massive waves of students begin their daily routines, with IMing and long cafeteria load times abound. We join a scene in the bedroom of notable info-maniac personality Twitter as his roommate Facebook attempts to get him out of bedWelcome to Internet University6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Facebook: "Twitter! Come on get up!"
Twitter: "I'm getting up! Stop poking me!"
Facebook: "Well hurry up! I could write four notes by the time you get ready"
Twitter: "Okay, I'm up. Now I'm putting on my sock"
Facebook: "I don't need the play by play, Tweet"
Twitter: "Dang, I can't find a good shirt. I'm now searching my closet. Im still looking"
Facebook: "Seriously, man. So unnecessary"
Twitter: "Kinda like that layout change I caught you formatting last week."
Facebook: "Shut it! Myspace is comin' in"
Myspace: "H3y GuYs! I 4m t3h c00lz!"
Twitter: "I am confused. I am hoping FB understands what Myspace said"
Facebook: "Myspace, bro, I asked you not to do that"
Ain't got no love for gordonOh GordonAin't got no love for gordon6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You aint getting no love from me
You missing out on a vote from me
If you wanna little love
Its gunna take more
Than sending your troops
To post leaflets through my door
Through my door
Go back to university
You can use government funds to pay your fee
If you wanna little love
Its gunna take more
Than sending your troops
To post leaflets through my door
Through my door
Take a leaf out of Davids book
He rounds on a bike
And I bet hes got a mean right hook
Do I gotta spell it out for you
I just aint got
No little black cross
Mary Sues Flock Around Me Pt1Howard Moon hung his head low, tears softly spilling down his face. Last night, he had met a girl. A girl who had, from the moment they locked eyes, shown deep-seated affection for him. But he had become slightly tipsy, thought it was all a charade, and told her that he didn't like her back. Now, he began to realise that he did. He continued to cry, the tears running down his face into his cup of tea which he had in his hands. Sighing, he took a large gulp of his now salty tea, and put the cup down.Mary Sues Flock Around Me Pt16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Howard could hear footsteps now, they were making their way across the creaky landing towards the kitchen which was where he was sat. He ran a hand across his eyes, trying in desperation to rid his face of the tears. Good thing he did, because at that moment, his best friend Vince Noir burst through the door.
"Mornin' Howard!" he said, cheerfully.
Howard didn't reply. He was likely to cry agai
Lazy ForestPresented by Animal Heart Skunk StudiosLazy Forest6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Animal Heart: Lazy Forest
Starring Animal Heart Skunk,
Cheeky Heart Skunk,
Wild Heart Skunk,
created by CheerBear'sFan/ Animal Heart Skunk
created by jocund-slumber
One day in Forest Area, nobody was playing outside. The play-grounds were bare, the sport stadiums were empty, and the skate-parks were very quiet. Everyone was inside. Animal Heart was playing his 'Day-Me Saga Drive,' a powerful 16-bit video-game console, instead of helping others, and making new friends. Cheeky Heart was eating all of the candy that she could fit into her mouth, instead of playing jokes on everyone. Wild Heart was watching 'Desperate Vixens,' a soap-opera, instead of trying to pick a fight with anyone who ticked him off. All of the skunks were inside their homes, and didn't want to go outside to play.
Jocund-slumber was new to Forest Area, and wanted to make some new friends. She walked past Animal Heart's house, and looked to the window. She saw
The Nightingale and the ClownThe performance was a triumph, one of her best. She had been in fantastic voice tonight. The ghostlike stupor and despairing devotion of poor little Amina had been conjured with great depth and virtuosity. He felt the entire audience, including the needliest critics and stoniest purists, hold their breath as La Sonnambula had padded like a drowsy feline across the precarious crevasse of the rickety old mill bridge. The blood rushed to his pale cheeks as she awoke, falling into the arms of her virile Elvino. His fingertips tingled to hear her voice flutter through the animated passages of the delightful final aria.The Nightingale and the Clown6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The last waves of applause washed away after the encore. The rising house lights assaulted his retinas and he returned to reality. He recalled exactly why he had dragged himself here in the first place.
Oh, God. Twenty-nine. One more year exactly until Living Death claimed him.
It had become a clockwork ritual. Every midsummer he would book a suite at the same hotel, reserve