UnderwearI have every interest in seeing your underwear, and that tells me more than I need to know.Underwear3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Stream of Consciousness IHot water, yellow walls, yellow tops, giraffes, penguins. Purple shirts and cadged squirrels. Blue eyes, and messy hair. Burst balloons, scissors and inappropriate behavior. Waiting, anticipating. Cheap wine and loosened tongues. Orange, doctors, tenants and hills, smells.Stream of Consciousness I4 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
We indulge, publicly, inappropriately, insultingly, without care or consideration. Disgusting affection. Tongue, lips, ears, nose.
We indulge in our laughter and words, alcohol and kisses.
Sober, little sleep. Big head phones and bigger suitcases. Coffee, morning, newspapers. White walls and carved tables. Shy kisses, lips, tongue, nose. Good byes, and promises in given
I Never CryI Never Cry10 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I Never Cry
It rips my stomach into seventy small pieces whenever you talk about the guy you just met, or your exboyfriends, or some prospective new boyfriends. But most of all, I hate when you talk about how we're best friends. I have enough best friends, why don't you love me?
Wait, I know, is it because I'm bald?
Maybe I stink.
Too dumb, too smart?
Maybe I swear too much.
Maybe I don't act my age, maybe I do.
I think I'm just too friendly. I never cry, but you know, whenever you talk about how good of friends we are, and how you don't know what you'd do without me, I want to.
You like my best friend. He's good lookin
chase the morning p.2chase the morning p.22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Tara's mind came back into consciousness, her eyes slowly took in her surroundings, she was in her bed. She looked around sensing another presence within the room and saw her dad looking back at her. Tara sat up wondering if he was angry at her for leaving her room.
"Dad?" she squeaked her voice tiny from lack of use, he approached the bed in a fluid motion of steps.
Her father was a tall middle aged man with well defined cheeks bones and worry lines under his eyes. His dark caramel hair was already beginning to gray. Many at work knew him as "ripper", but at home he went by Rupert or Giles.
"Hey that was a close one..." Rupert said wit
Where the Interstate EndsShe watched him from the dark corner of the room. Saw him toss back another shot, the seventh or eighth one that night. She wondered what had driven him here, what demons had taken hold of him and sent him to this dark, dingy little backstreet bar. The coastal town wasn't known for being the best of places, it was the end of the interstate. Everything and everyone got dumped into this little town sooner or later. Including her. She lived for it though, this was her home, she knew the streets like the back of her hand, knew everyone in them. He was new though. Something she hadn't expected. She couldn't place it but a feeling of empathy and coWhere the Interstate Ends4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dismantle.RepairWe're standing in the pouring rain, but I don't think either of us notice it. Its time for goodbye, but neither of us want to leave. Unfortunately, I'm the one going to be doing the leaving. I'm the one who has to say goodbye, why you stay here and continue to live your life, without me. The cab driver is getting impatient. I hailed his yellow cab almost ten minutes ago, and we're still standing here, tears streaming down my face, mixing with the rain. I think you're crying too, but I can't really tell in the darkness and the light from the street-lamps glints off the raindrops on your face so if you're crying, well, its hard to tell. You pulDismantle.Repair4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Past Lying ScalesHello... Marketplace of LifePast Lying Scales4 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Can i buy a line?
You've left hanging
Looking like a thief found out
Why do you judge me?
why are your scales looking so
Could it be?!
True justice lays past lying scales
Remove misguided ideas
Remove the slighted feelings
Eat the orange peelings
And ask... about facades
Las medias de pielEl joven lunes amaneció entre sorpresas. Lo de aquella chica sólo fue una noche. Pero como no había sido su intención, todo lo sucedido estaba por encima de su campo de visión. El sábado hubo un disturbio en su cabeza, una clara laguna de psicosis placentera. No había más que mirarle a los ojos para convencerse de que lo sucedido había trascendido más allá de sus sentimientos. Se encontraba sucio y pegajoso. El espejo mostraba un cuerpo sin rostro, con las uñas negras, el pelo enredado, la sangre haciendo autostop para librarse de aquel cuerpo, pequeñas manchas de aceite en losLas medias de piel2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
CartasDurmiendo en mi encierro de veinte días en aquella sala oscura me encontraba. No veía la luz del dia, me guiaba por mis ciclos de sueño. La comida la guardaba en una pequeña bandeja.Cartas2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
¿Cambiaría mi encierro algun dia? ¿O tendría al menos una forma de entretenerme en mi aburrimiento?
Oyendo mis súplicas y plegarias, Dido entró por la pequeña puerta de metal que me aislaba del exterior. Con su enigmática mirada, susurró:
- Ven, Kil. Vamos a jugar.
Tras bajar varias escaleras, yo por delante, ella por detrás, llegamos a lo que parecía era nuestro destino.
Era una mesa os
kolaborasi dua arahANIS ANNISA MARYAMkolaborasi dua arah6 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Selamat pagi, saya gumamkan itu,
Entah pada siapa,
(mungkin pada seberkas sinar yang menyelusup lewat jendela)
Dan saya menggeliat,
Reaksi dilematis antara tidur dan bangun
Pikiran sudah mengelana kemana mana
Tubuh masih ingin berbaring lama lama
saya masih ada di tepi sungai seine,
saat saya membasuh tubuh pucat telanjang saya
saya sedang menyusuri the great wall
saat bangunan kelabu berlumut meneriakkan realita
saya sedang di puncak everest,
memandang gemerlapnya taj mahal,
menyentuh batuan kasar piramida,
dan semua yang mereka bilang dunia nyata,
tidak lebih dari sebuah para
Vampire Valchrist, my style(Chapter one)Vampire Valchrist, my style6 years ago in Horror More Like This
I didn't know how to handle this. I mean about a month ago I was happily with my girlfriend, the next I'm this vampire named Valchrist's slave treat! I had to sign that contract now I had a year to live, each day praying he never go a hunger for anyone else. If he did that, I'd die instantly. Valchrist has started pulling me around on all these insane trips with him. One of them was just insane as them all, he said he had someone he had to meet. I was getting worried that this was a new treat he wanted instead of me.
We'd arrived at a shop in San Antonio, Texas. I wonder what the hell he wanted in Texas, but I had no choice b
Columbian studentsMummy...Johnny brought a gun to schoolColumbian students2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
Through the flowers eyeIf i run will you follow,Through the flowers eye4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
If i vanished would you search,
If i perished would you miss me,
If i cry will you comfort me,
And if i died would you cry for me?
Ira couldn't stand any longer, she collapsed to her knees, she looked up into the rainy sky. Her tears mixing with the rain. The images of what she had just seen running through her mind. She looked down at the small bundle she held in her arms, two large golden eyes staring back, and she knew she had to go on. Ira stood shakily to her feet, and as she walked on the sun began to rise and the rain turned to drizzle, then sto
BrothersBrothersBrothers5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His voice was as creepy as ever, my entire back shivering as soon as he greeted me through the glass. "Evening, brother", he said, just like every other time we met. No matter what time of the day it was, he would say it was evening, even when the sun was shining in his face. I asked him why, once, but he never gave a straight answer.
I sat down, and looked at him for a few seconds, before I remembered why I don't visit him often. His pale skin had cracks all over it, and his eyes were as bloodshot as usual. Almost no hair on the top of his head, and lips so small he could kiss an ant with them. To claim th
Chapitre 18Chapitre 18Chapitre 185 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Le nom du Père
- Et comment pourra-t-on passer la frontière, alors ? demanda Elizabeth avec un air préoccupé.
- Je vous arrangerai sça, je vous ai dit que j'en ferai mon affaire. Je veux juste que vous emmeniez Mosstepha avec vous. Je ne pourrai pas vous ssuivre, je vais resster en Europe. Après tout, on recherche GHR et je ne suis que monssieur Von Poehl. Je veux jusste que vous le déposiez à l'aéroport de Londres une fois là-bas.
- C'est d'accord.
- De toute fasçon, vous aurez Pirate avec vous, sc'est un bon gars et il comprendra mon plan. On parle un peu le même
trilhos- Sempre que aqui venho tenho uma sensação estranha no peito.trilhos2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Por um lado, a primeira coisa que me pesa nos ombros é a ausência dele, uma brisa fria que passa por nós de repente como se alguém abrisse a porta sem estarmos à espera. Depois voltas ao teu corpo e pesa imenso, pesam imenso todos os sinónimos para a ausência dele e a brisa demora a ir-se embora, mas fica só o tempo suficiente para te deixar um filme inteiro feito apenas de memórias. Faz-me tremer sempre. Sei que virá até que eu morra, mas é como se nunca estivesse preparado. Acho que é ist
FragmentsWe are all running scared, searching for our purpose for our destiny. Sometimes we just forget to stop and take in the moment really breathe it in, let it sink in. Were all looking for something. Many times we dont know what it is and really never figure it out until it is too late. Sometimes we are lucky enough to find that thing we are looking for and realize a good thing when we see it. Sometimes what were looking for weve had all along. Sometimes we let it slip through our fingers. Whatever it is, we are all looking, striving, longing for that something that will come along and chFragments4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mandalorian: Prologue STAR WARS: MANDALORIANMandalorian: Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Original Concept and Characters © Keigan
Star Wars and other related trademarks © LucasFilm Ltd.
STAR WARS: MANDALORIAN TAKES PLACE APPROXIMATLEY 82
YEARS AFTER THE BATTLE OF YAVIN.
The galaxy is in a state of unrest as yet another Galactic
Civil War is dawning on the horizon. The savage Empire ruled by Emperor Fel and
allied with the evil Lord Nex of the Sith has left the Galactic Alliance at
their breaking point. Law and Corruption is rampant throughout the galaxy and
the Galactic Senate has been forced to relocate to Mon Calamari, a far mor
RETURN TO KICKASSIA pt 4 ~ ~RETURN TO KICKASSIA pt 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yeah!", said Linkara, as EvilTommy stared at him, "That crazy Critic has been going on about his precious 'Kickassia' since the day we got back here! It was pretty much a dead idea from the start to take it in the first place! Why the Nostalgia Critic wants it back now I don't understand." he added. EvilTommy came off from leaning on the wall and walked towards Linkara.
"But Link, what exactly is Kickassia?" he asked.
And so, Linkara went on to explain what Kickassia was to EvilTommy as the red and black
RETURN TO KICKASSIA pt 3 ~ ~RETURN TO KICKASSIA pt 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next morning in Hotel Freek was like any other Sunday morning. Again, Cinema Snob had fallen asleep on the giant chair he did his reviews on. Linkara was asleep in his room. The Batman comic he had read the last night was on his head and his hat was perched on top of it. AVGN had fallen asleep in front of his NES. He was on the floor, his head surrounded by Rolling Rock beer bottles and a few dozen broken games controllers.
"FOR KICKASSIA!!!" shouted NC and Spoony as they ran through the hotel corridors banging on everyone's doors, waking up most of the residents.
The sound of NC and Spoony
Adventures of TK-7801Adventures of TK-78012 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
STORMTROOPER BARRACKS - EARLY MORNING
It was like the beginning of any other day aboard the Deathstar. TK-7801 awoke from her bunk with the other stormtroopers and prepared herself for the shift. After showering herself, she pulled on the black body glove and white plastisteel armor. She tied her silky brown hair back in a bun and left for the mess hall with the other troopers.
On her way to the mess hall, she passed other troopers who were returning from their shifts and looking tired. TK-7801 was already looking forward to the card game planned after her shift with her bunkmates. She
Black Sun - Chapter 1Black Sun - Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The egg quivered in the sunlight, its smooth shell was beginning to crack slightly. Injured warbles erupted through the cracking shell. By and by the dust and dirt clogged air settled out, letting even more warm light spread throughout the valley. The egg shook harder and rolled about on the bone cluttered ground.
A piece flecked off, then another. Another. Larger pieces began falling off until the egg was so full of holes that it shattered entirely. In its place was a tiny hatchling. Blood soaked the infant's scales as it struggled to roll itself right-side up. Dust and dead grass clung to its dampened scales. It finally set
DominationαπόψεDomination4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
θέλω να πιεις το παγανιστικό κρασί του οποίου την ύπαρξη αρνείσαι αμέσως μόλις σου ξεφύγει και το αναφέρεις.
Amy Pond TGAmy Pond TG1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Amy Pond TG
Alex Malors stood at the front of the store, the store that sold such amazing stuff inside. The store was said to be every nerd's dream, with Star Trek stuff, such as scale models of the Enterprise, to Star Wars stuff (On the opposite side of the store from Star Trek.), like Ewoks and toy lightsabers. From Torchwood stuff, such as various items seen in the show, to Doctor Who stuff, like Sonic Screwdrivers, and outfits for each Doctor.
However, one item interested him the most. In the back of the store, the gem of the whole shopping mall, was a life s