No MoreYou and INo More3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We're helplessly attracted
To each other
Every time we're apart
It's no more no more
Every time we're together
It's more more more
Your HeartI took your heartYour Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Out of the freezer
I put your heart
In a canning jar
Hoping to make it sweeter
I took your heart
Out of the bath water
I wrapped it up
In a hot towel
Hoping to make it warmer
I took your heart
Out to dinner
I placed your heart
In the seat across from me
Hoping it will see only me
I took your heart
And broke it
I put your heart in my chest
And gave you mine
Hoping to make amends
Tiptoe RiverDo you remember days spent sunning on the banks of Tiptoe River? The sun reddened our skin the color of my cherry popsicle. You thought I didn't see the way you watched it dribble down my jaw. I'd spent far too long looking at your eyes to not know the feel of their stare when they gazed upon me.You held a grey May sky in each almond orb. Each time I looked in them I knew you were seeing the same image of me that you always did; a diminutive, pale girl crossing her arms over her chest to cover her breasts that were visible through the wet white cloth of her shirt as she stood soaking on your front porch silently begging you with earth-quake heartbeats to love her too.Tiptoe River3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Do you remember the day we played hooky on the banks of Tiptoe River? We laid down near the waters edge and turned our heads to our sides but for miles around not another soul could be seen, and the forest hid us from the high way. Then I turned my head back up to look at the sunny September sky and I felt your gaze on me
Suffocate MeI told myself I wouldnt care, Id burn the links and cut the chains.Suffocate Me3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I told myself I wouldnt swear upon a love by any other name.
An open canvas now, my life would need to paint away this sin
by seeping in and weeping out, a cut too close beneath my skin.
And for the longest time, I had you rendered.
An evil foe that I had surely slain.
But you've shown me now that you have not surrendered;
Theres an overflow of woe within my brain..
And though the words are painful, suffocate me, please..
Cus I'm not dying here for you..
And I wont get down on my knees..
I told myself you were the worst mistake, and that I should have known........
I told myself you were the humble hatred in my world alone.
then I saw your new love, heard you'd moved on, and I was cold..
Poisoned honey in the ears of someone too scared to admit that it was so.
And while you broke my body, I just let you.
Because the crown of guilt weighs so much more.
Though I told myself I wouldnt forget you,
You gave no seco
John+Vriska Meet NickCageLooking for someone to chat with... (so, please wait)John+Vriska Meet NickCage3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
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▲: I'm always charmed to meet a fan!
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▼: My name is Vriska.
▼: I am such a huge fan, as you already know.
▲: Why that is a very pretty-sounding name
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PostSecretPostSecret3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
An investigation inspired by the Post Secret entry "When no one is looking, I walk up the stairs on "All-Fours"! (And I'm 30 years old)"
On the twenty fifth of May, two thousand and three, Linda-Anne Riley confessed to a psychologist that she derived great pleasure from dropping to her hands and knees at the foot of the stairs and crawling up the steps like a toddler. She confessed that an observer such as the bored housewife next door who spent much of her day gawping through a window, could interpret a great deal about her state of mind in her childlike actions. When "filled with optimism and plans for revolution" in her own words, she bounded up the stairs like a puppy given a concentrated shot of caffeine. When she was subdued, believing "revolution would never arrive", she approached her childish endeavour rather differently. She crawled slowly, hands trailing the carpet, knees placed sombrely placed on each step with a sense of foreboding, like an old dog searching for somewhere
The Ghost Of You PT. 2The Ghost Of You PT. 26 years ago in General More Like This
The war was over. We had won, but I felt a huge loss. I mean my little brother is gone! I fixed my tie while Frank looked at me with sympathy. Today is Mikeys funeral, and really Im looking forward to it. Of course I was sad but this would be the perfect opportunity to tell him Im sorry. For everything. Ready to go Gee? I turned to him and nodded. We got into the taxi and drove to the church. All I could do was stare out the window. Why? They took my grandmother and now my brother. Why, just Why? All of the sudden I felt a warm thumb running across my cheek. I looked to my left and saw it was Frank. He was looking down, as if he wasnt supposed to be doing this. When he looked up we met gazes and he quickly pulled the warm hand away. I was sad. It actually felt good. Im sorry. he mumbled. Before I could say anything the taxi stopped. We got out and went inside the church. I sat in the back with Frank while Alec and
Texto q eu fiz com a izaaaaaaa*rasgando o icon dela*ME LEMBRO MUITO BEMMMMMMMMMM (agora)CE SABE QUE EU ODEIO ELAAAAAA ( Maki: de onde saiu essa cama?... )Texto q eu fiz com a izaaaaaaa3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
relaaaaxa q nenhuma das duas pega o Hiroto(pelo menos nesse mangá) o unico casal eh Ichigo e Kazemaru, mas q vcs vaum se matar, ah isso vaum
Ichigo: essa cama eh minha
Aphrodi: (naum sei d onde) eu e vc conhecemos muito bem essa cama certo Ichigo?
Ichigo: Ò///Ó CALA A BOCA!!!!!!
XD Miko. entaum ceis jah... ? * cara meio tipo: to sabendo *
Aphrodi: bem... a gente jah-----
*Ichigo acbou de dar um socasso na cabessa de aphrodi*
Ichigo: NAUM EH ISSO QUE VC TAH PENSANDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Aphrodi: *galo na cabeça* como vc naum se lembra?vc ateh disse q tava se sentindo no céu, q naum queria parar nunca e tbm disse q queria ser minha namo...
*interrompido por outro soco*
ContempMy fingers stray -pencil hovering- having electrified the paper with a sweeping curve, stopping as I wonder who I'm drawing.Contemp3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Who, in this era of models, has that kind of torso? Who can I say has this soft trace of a line leading her admirer lover? Why must I insist on finishing this - this woman, with laughing sunlight falling on her thighs, when she has not existed since the eighteenth century?
Who said I wanted to feel like this?
Should I make her hips smaller? Erase the hint of shading on her pelvis?
I wonder how the world has managed to be so upside down. Size was once a measure of a person's wealth. Of course only the richest kings could afford the best chickens, while the scrawny peasants ate at their scratch.
Now? It is a sign of a declining economic status how much minimum-wage work you are chained to is how little time you have to cook and so, how easy an option macdonald's becomes.
Centuries back, our workers were too frail to move, now they are too l
Chapter OneI was running through the darkness of the forest, my eyes were shut tight, I didn't need them, sight just slowed me down, instinct told me when to turn, when to alter course, when to stop, when to go faster. I could feel my heart deep inside me beating harder, faster against my rib cage making my breath come quicker and quicker. It hadn't beaten like this for years, it had lay still and silent as stone for so long a time I had forgotten what it felt like.Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Fear was everywhere around me, fear of an unknown source without a face. My heart was trying to tear away from me, away from my body in protest to stop it from running but my mind wouldn't allow it, it knew I must keep running, away from what I could not see.
The ground was hard beneath my feet, every step I took sounded like a gunshot in the silence, with each sound that I made I was giving myself away.
There was nothing but a vast amount of emptiness around me, I couldn't see it but I knew it was there.
The darkness was impenetrable
Everything's OkHere's an innocent girlEverything's Ok3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but she's in the wrong crowd
sick and tired of trying
trying to make her daddy proud
She doesn't know
She doesn't know
what she's up to
As a boy hands her a drink
she takes a sip
And he urges her, don't think
She doesn't know
She doesn't know
She'll wake up in the midday
with her head pounding, another shot she takes
Looking next to the sheets
as an unfamiliar face wakes
She says slowly
quietly to herself
Welcome to the party!
the music and darkness
no point in faking your ID
Dance with any guy, this is bliss
She doesn't care
all he does is stare
The floor becomes a mattress
They're nowhere near sober
He wont realize she's such an actress
though it's not true
she has no worth
and everything's ok
One Love, One Life, One DeathChapter 1 - Life and DeathOne Love, One Life, One Death3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I stood and stared in shock at the bloody corpse in front of me, people all in panic crowded round to see if there was any life and hope left in the limp fragile body. This girl was all so beautiful under the blood which had been smeared over her face from a shaken mother's hand on the girl's cheek; her hair was laying in a bath of her own blood, it seeped from a stab wound from the chest. Tears from the weeping mother soaked in to the girls already drenched cloths; no one here knew what happened to this kind hearted teenage girl apart from me, however they could not hear me, they didn't even know I was there. My body was numb, the world seemed to have come to a hault and all I could do was stand and stare; all I could think was revenge on the killer my killer.
Numb and cold, I stepped back away from the frantic crowd; I glared down at my hands, I didn't look dead but I was very sure that the girl which laid stone cold dead before me was in fact my corp
Will I be pretty?Is it impossible to believeWill I be pretty?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that the impossible is possible
the impossible is truly impossible
at the same time?
Nothing is impossible.
Is probability a matter
of how likely you are
to want something
Not if you don't want it to be.
Is life going to
be hard for me?
Not if you try hard enough.
RememberI Remember the very first time he was in my dream not knowing why he wasRemember3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I Remember the first time I started Noticing him more
I Remember the first time seeing his eyes, so pretty
I Remember starting to fall for him
I Remember the time I gave him a note explaining how I felt
I Remember the day he asked me out, January 27
I Remember the first time we held hands
I Remember the first time we hugged, the way he had to lean over
because of the height difference, his arms tightly around me.
I Remember the way he smelled, Oh So Good
I Remember our first kiss, looking into his eyes
StarstuffHow far is it from here to the sun?Starstuff3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I asked my mother one afternoon
One hundred thousand thousand miles
And four hundred times the way to the moon
How many stars are there in the sky?
I wondered aloud later on in the night
Four hundred thousand million fires
Burning centuries ago now reach our sight
Around and around in the vast cold dark
Billions of years since the genesis spark
Gas turns to water, and air into stone
Ashes come together, make flesh, make bone
How old are you, my mother, my dear?
I think that you're a hundred and two
Forty-five hundred million years
And a few hundred million times older than you
How much do you weigh? I asked her, asked her
And she said in a most straightforward way
Six thousand billion billion tons
And I spin it all around once every day
Around and around in the endless space
Billions of years, no end to the race
Gas turns to water, and air into stone
Starstuff bodies we call our own
Valintines Day.Fang's P.O.VValintines Day.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's valentines day. Joy. It is so boring. No one like valentines day. Well I knew I didn't. Iggy stayed around Wendy the whole time. I bet her likes her. Well I guess I had a valentine. Max. I never told her how I felt about her. I really did like her. Sounds cheesy but its true.
I turned around to see what Wendy was doing. She was making out with Iggy. I don't think I was going to get far with her so I decided to go to Max's room to see what she was doing. I opened the door and there was Max doing what ever Max did best. "Hey Max"
"Hi Fang. Need help on homework?" She said looking at me.
"No I wanted to ask if you wanted to "
"Guys Iggy is making out with Wend's in front of everybody" Gazzy said screaming so we could hurry up and fix it.
"I'll be back" Max said leaving the room. Why couldn't I tell her. I followed her as she scold Iggy and Wendy. Wendy looked scared and Iggy took it as a joke. It wasn't funny. I didn't get it. Iggy took Wendy's hand and took her som
The Inside Layer - Chapter 3Chapter 3The Inside Layer - Chapter 33 years ago in Settings More Like This
When I woke up, everything was fuzzy. I tried getting up, but my head hurt like hell. Something wasn't right. The world was moving. "Am I moving? What's happening?" I thought. I looked around, but the more I looked the more it hurt. I heard a voice very faint in the background, "It will be all right, Tommy! Hold on!" I tried thinking of whose voice it was. By the time I recognized it, I blacked out again. When I woke up again, I was in a room. Then it occurred to me. Was I in the hospital? How did I get here and why? I looked around the room, and the last thing I saw was Derek, sleeping on the couch next to me. I grumbled. "Derek?" I said with a faint voice. Derek woke up, and came over to me. "What happened?" I asked. "You were walking out of your house when the door collapsed on you." Derek replied. "How long have I been out?" I asked. He replied, "Only a few minutes. No bad injury happened, and you have a sprained arm." "Will I be able to play drums?!" I screamed. "No, not
Backstabber.You made me believeBackstabber.3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That we were close
Then you said I was nothing
It hurt me the most
You gave HER everything
Paid me no attention at all
You hit me so hard
You made me crawl
Tell meTell me how we all beganTell me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
'Cause it already ended
The time was too short
Short enough, as you ran
Tell me how I was supposed to act
'Cause there's no trace left
You came and went
Went away, that's a fact
Tell me how this was supposed to go
'Cause I know nothing further
You did what needed to be done
Done and well, the love just for show
Tell me how it was supposed to be
'Cause here you lay dying
Your blood drawn on hands
Hands, owned by me
A Dash To The EndWe have lived on this planetA Dash To The End3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
For so very long
And what do we know?
What is the truth
And what lies are made
Along a river of blood?
We, the civillians
Are just like those
Who praise the warriors
Of the olden age.
They watch them leave
In a blaze of fanfare,
Flowers thrown at their feet.
But when few returned,
Barely on their saddle
What did they think?
For years upon years,
Farther back than we can guess,
Has always resulted in the shed of blood.
We still feel the urge of killing
When anothers' words
Do not taste right
On your tongue.
We have killed in the name
Of our Lord,
Of our Gods,
Of our Jihad,
Of our God.
We kill freely,
Thinking of nothing
But God's judgement
And who shall achieve Paradise.
But the truth
Has opened my eyes
Our God is Death
And our heaven is the coffin
We so happily rush to.
If you know what I mean"Want her walls crushed, she said."If you know what I mean3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Contradictions in meI am strong for the weakContradictions in me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am weak for the strong
I am the only one of me
But I am never alone
I don't know who I am
But I do have a name
I am not popular at all
But all around me there's fame
I can't see in the night
But the moon is my sun
I will go for a blade but never a gun