A Shoe TaleA Shoe Tale1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mister Lacey and miss Ribbon were a pair of red shiny shoes living in a boxful of dreams, on cloud-coated linens. One May day, a little girl found them sleeping next to each other, and she loved them so much that she took them out for an afternoon walk, sometimes tituppy, sometimes gingerly, on the sundressed alleys. Mister Lacey and miss Ribbon were cheerful, as they had never breathed such a crisp air before, and the chill of those spring days, after a good sturdy rain, was daintly tickling their soles, growing goosebumps on their skin.
The little girl was bursting with fidgetness. When she stopped to bathe in a tiny oasis, she briskly took off her shoes and left them on the dewy grass. Mister Lacey and miss Ribbon were slightly afraid, as gloomy spiders and frowning mosquitoes were tamelessly rumbling around them. They cuddled tightly, to make the fear go away, like salt in a desert storm. The fear started to vanish itself, as the two realized that they were not alone. They were a p
Jurnalul ConteseiE noapte si ticaitul ceasului se aude foarte apasator. Cainii latra si trasurile umbla val-vartej catre case. Luna nu apare pe cer intrucat e innorat. Se pare ca maine va ploua tomnatec desi suntem in luna martie. La geamul unei ferestre sta o lumanare groasa si scursa, ce lumineaza tocul aurit al penitei si hartia galbuie ce inghite cerneala. Penita se misca cu viteza fiind animata de o mana firava, alba, cu degete lungi. Mana se misca duios dand nastere la cel mai frumos scris din cate s-a vazut.Jurnalul Contesei6 years ago in Erotic More Like This
La acel birou de langa fereastra nu sta nimeni altcineva decat Contesa ce isi deapana gandurile de peste zi. In fiecare noapte o putem zari la biroul ei bogat ornamentat, scriind de zor cele mai ascunse traiti si sentimente, cele mai tainice intamplari. Scrisul ei caligrafic ascunde in el trairi si emotii neimportante sau importante, care ii schimba viata in bine sau in rau... toata povestea ei salasluieste pe niste bucati de hartie neinsemnificative...
Intotdeauna cand luna dispare de pe ce
Meeting Someone New - Part One "I'll be back from the market soon. Don't get yourself into trouble. You're free to roam the apartment as always. Be careful, okay?"Meeting Someone New - Part One2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cry's words still hung in the air as Felix paced by the door anxiously. A few hours had passed and the miniature Swede had grown impatient, even irritated, waiting for Cry's arrival, to have someone there to play games and watch television with him. Someone to make pancakes and eat with him as they joked about the most ridiculous things that had happened to them in the past.
He was bored.
Felix sighed, finally giving in and leaning against the door frame, the frigid breeze from the hallway creeped in and curled around his minuscule form. It caressed his skin, barely touching it as it glided over the surface like gentle fingers, causing Felix to shiver and stand once more while hugging himself to maintain his warmth. He wandered into kitchen, making his way over to the cabinets. He expertly leaped up and swung his body back and forth, jum
Trololo Lyrics - EnjoyAhhhhhhhhhTrololo Lyrics - Enjoy3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
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Yaaah ya yah
Oh ya yaaah
Ya ya yaaah
Yaaah ya yah
Nah nah nah nah
Nuh nuh nuh
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Nuh nuh nuh
Nuh nuh nah!
Nah nah nah nah nun
Nah nah nah nah nah!
Nah nah nah nah Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Dah dah daaaaaaaaaah...
La la laaah
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UninstalledIs.... this... what being... uninstalled is? It... hurts. Pewdie, did you do this? No... You wouldn't. I know you wouldn't. Well... I guess... I should say goodbye then... shouldn't I?Uninstalled2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were such a good friend. Were? Are. I'm so glad to have met you, leaving that dusty bookcase and seeing the world, even if it was a castle. Ah! My... Legs... I can't... feel them anymore... Why does this hurt so much? I... Pewdie, I hope you know that we'll miss you. We all will. Don't cry. I know you will. I know people won't understand but thats okay.
The pain isn't... too bad. ...! I take... it back... I can't move my arms now. Pity, I have a little itch just above my eye.
Just start it again. Back from scratch. We might not remember you but you can rebuild us. You ARE us. It'll be fine.... before you know it.
You'll be fine Pewdie... You'll be fine... You'll be-
*AMNESIA HAD BEEN SUCCESSFULLY UNINSTALLED*
Pixelul Uneori viaţa după care tânjeşti nu ajunge niciodată la tine, nu e niciodata a ta. Oricât ai vrea, oricât ai crede că îţi impui lucrul acesta. Aştepţi şi-aştepţi şi-aştepţi. Regreţi, devii deprimat, renunţi la viaţă, devii un robot emo în vârstă de 40 de ani (+/-). Crezi că va trece. Vrei să faci bani şi perseverezi la tine la serviciu să fi promovat. Te străduieşti din răsputeri. Speri să faci destui încât o proastă de 20-21 de ani să se „îndrăgostească” de tine şi să te fută de-ţi sar capacele. Asta până pe la 60-70, hai poate 80 de ani până îţi pune un strop de viaţă în mâncare şi te ia dracu. Yey! Ai trăit viaţa ideală. O pulă.Pixelul7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Who God's children areWe are only man. We have been created in the image of our Holy Father, but we have but 1 flaw that separates us, we have sin and it can't be in the presence of God. His standards are way too high for us to even comprehend. He is absolutely perfect, and has the authority to do everything. He's more powerful than we could imagine. Brought the universe into existence only by saying it. Too powerful to question and deny. We need to be obedient and faithful as children to live life well. We do NOT know what's best.Who God's children are5 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
The Little Children and Jesus
13 People were bringing little children to Jesus to have him touch them, but the disciples rebuked them. 14When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. 15I tell you the truth, anyone w
The Left Is Sinister I would ask a favour of you, dear reader. It’s a simple task, one that anyone can accomplish, be they young or old, man or woman, of any religion or race. I want you to think back, though not far, only to the beginning of the day, when you yawned so wide you could have swallowed a whale and stretched your arms to the stars, to the first thoughts when sleep abandoned you and consciousness returned. I want, no, I need you to tell me which side you were lying on when you first awoke.The Left Is Sinister1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
See, I’m a good man; this isn’t some dreadful school examination. It is but one simple question with four simple answers. You were either lying on your back, fr
Life's trialsThere is a time where every man is tested, over the limits, pushed towards the edge, our sanity to the brink. Strong trials in our lives are coming and will test us. We will be weak and struck down, but God will see us through! His promise to us is eternal and if we keep the faith, He'll let us live life how He intended and make it all well in our lives! Keep the faith strong and know God is our life and salvation!Life's trials5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
7 Then Moses summoned Joshua and said to him in the presence of all Israel, "Be strong and courageous, for you must go with this people into the land that the LORD swore to their forefathers to give them, and you must divide it among them as their inheritance. 8 The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged."
God will keep you safeThere is trouble, danger, and pain in our lives, and only in trusting in God it will be safe and well in our lives. I myself am a victim of cancer, and it's super rare. But the style is safe and done lots by the professionals. There is a silver lining in every dark cloud in our lives. There are people out there we have to remember that are no where near us in the world of medicine and safety and comforts. God will see us through and make us safe, and only if we simply trust in Him. I pray every day God will keep His people safe and well, and well keep on doing the work until He says "Enough". You should too and keep on doing great work for the Lord your God! Stay safe and be well in God!God will keep you safe5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A message to the brokenYou drown yourselfA message to the broken3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in liquid sorrows,
letting the salty mess
burn your wounds,
and the sadness
to drip in your mouth,
consuming your words
and you say
you deserve the pain,
but I want to dry your face,
and whisper in your ear
how the clouds cry too,
while they hold such beauty,
and so do you.
Rain on Skopje StreetsRains fall down on the streets of Skopje;Rain on Skopje Streets5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
drop after drop they seal the night.
From the sidewalks resting from weary footsteps
to the streetlights looking down on darkness
rains fall down on the streets of Skopje.
Winds blow hard through the streets of Skopje;
whistling they carry away my sorrow.
Silently they visit the empty alleys,
loudly they leave the treetops behind
still blowing hard through the streets of Skopje.
Light footsteps echo through the streets of Skopje;
so follow a pair of dark brown eyes.
A red scarf and two velvet gloves
wipe away the tears off your lovely smile
as rains fall down on the streets of Skopje.
Am chef de dragosteDacă te vei îndrăgosti vreodată de mine, trebuie să ştii de cine te îndrăgosteşti de fapt.Am chef de dragoste4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Te îndrăgosteşti de inocenţa ce-mi îmbracă pielea, din cap până-n picioare, ca un tatuaj temporar ce ţipă să fie înlăturat. Te îndrăgosteşti de modul în care ochii mei nu sunt nici verzi, nici albaştri, şi nici gri; ci căprui, banali şi adânci ca o groapă de pământ fără fund. Te îndrăgosteşti de nenumărate vise divizate în dorinţe ce aşteaptă să fie ghicite, cereri ce au evadat prin cuvinte şi fantezii ce îmi colorează ochii şi mintea. Te îndrăgosteşti de un suflet pueril, o inima naivă şi un trup plin de pasiune. Te îndrăgosteşti de focul ce-mi arde sub piele şi mă face vulnerabilă, dependentă de
Symbolism in The Secret of Kells In the film The Secret of Kells (2009), young Brendan lives in the seventh century village of Kells with his uncle, Abbot Cellach. Brendan wants to help the newcomer Brother Aidan create an illuminated manuscript: The Book of Kells. In the process, Brendan meets forest spirit Aisling and defeats the evil Crom Cruach. Thoughout the film, the animators use a unique animation style of contrasting straight lines and curves to render settings and characters in a way that reflects their contrasting symbolic roles of good and evil within the story.Symbolism in The Secret of Kells3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
One of the most obvious ways this style presents the contrast between lines and curves is found in the settings. When Brendan first enters the forest for ink supplies, the forest is a mix of rounded surfaces and lines, symbolizing the combination of Brendan's feelings of wonder and foreboding at his first excursion beyond the walls of Kells. After meeting Aisling, the forest is made up alm
OverthrownIt was my last duty to push the vessel on the calm water. As soon as the keel touched the waves, I was no longer a servant. I whispered my final words of goodbye, though I was well aware of that you would not hear them anymore.Overthrown1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stood at the shore, watching the watercraft riding slowly on the lazy waves, and my heart was as heavy as it had never been before. As I rested my eyes on the sky-blue water, I understood that I was bound to spend forever in this bitter freedom. Because I will never die.
Lonely Is The Girl...You got me,Lonely Is The Girl...5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in your bedroom
dont touch me,
dont hurt me,
dont kill me,
dont love.. me.
the end is near,
you bashed in my head,
my lungs gasp for breath,
filled with more blood than oxygen.
dripping from my face,
are the tears i cry for my loved ones.
wondering why im out so late,
wondering why im not returning calls,
wondering if im okay,
wondering if im.. alive.
no, dont stab me,
all i wanted,
was the safety of my family,
6 stabs through my chest,
my world is tumbling to the dirty floor below my feet.
my eyes, they roll
to the back of my head,
and finally, i am dead.