Sometimes everyday.I don't use a razor blade on my wristSometimes everyday.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or my hips.
But sometimes I wish i did.
I don't use the lighter to burn my arms,
or my sides.
But sometimes I wish i did.
I don't use butterflies on my wrist,
or my arms.
But sometimes i wish i did.
I never used to wear a fake smile,
or a mask.
But now everyday I do.
I never used wonder about how terrible someone's is,
or about the suicide rate.
But now everyday I do.
I never used to care what they said about me,
or what names that shouted at me.
But now everyday I do.
Oh, how many thing wish could change.
i just want to be happy
You say......You say I'm pretty, I think I'm not.You say......4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you say my eyes are like the ocean, shiny and blue.
You say I'm short, in a very cute way.
You say I am funny, I make everyone laugh. But it's just sarcasm.
You say I don't smile enough, and I should smile more.
You say when I do, it's big and full.
You say my laugh is nice, it's cute because I chuckle.
You say my attitude is wonderful, it's expressive.
You say I'm beautiful, I think I'm not
You can keep saying that, and maybe someday I'll see it too.
EverydayDon't mind meEveryday4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It doesn't hurt
You tell yourself.
They don't need me
you believe it.
I'm just in their way
you back away.
You fail to see.
We DO mind
It DOES hurt
we hear you.
We DO need you
we try to change your mind.
Yet you do not see.
Yet you do not hear.
Yet you do not believe.
Running after you.
It's making me tired.
I'm getting weary
But I do not give up on you.
Even if you think I do.
I Choose MyselfI choose myself.I Choose Myself4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't even like me,
In fact I hate me.
In adept at making friends,
And a coward.
But it's me.
I won't take their pills
And I'll never let them know me.
I refuse to be sedated
And shut down from within.
This is me.
It's all I have left.
They won't take it
Because I'd rather die
By my own hand
Than become just another
Wish, part 2: Jack Frost x Reader (eng)"No, no. You're doing it wrong. Let me help you with that" said Jack correcting you for doing wrong the snowman. "I give up, I never thought that making a snowman could be that difficult" you said finishing destroying the failed attempt of a snowman. It has already been hours of you two playing with the snow and you then decided that it may be a good idea to build a snowman. "I already told you, let me help you. First we'll do the base, the bigger snowball" said Jack while he was already making the big snowball "Come on and help me! You can do the head!". You came closer to where Jack has already started doing the base and you did as you were told, you started doing a snowball for the head.Wish, part 2: Jack Frost x Reader (eng)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Jack…" you said still making the head. "What is it?" said Jack just finishing his snowball. "I don't know if I already told you this… but thanks. This is the best Christmas present someone could give me", Jack stopped for a moment and turned his head towards you "There's nothing to thank me about.
Relief In A Knife- Another victim claimedTwinkle twinkleRelief In A Knife- Another victim claimed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she bought a knife
to make a scar.
Cut and tear
find a way to
erase the issue.
Neat little ripples
ponds the the floor.
more and more.
and fade way.
Cookie Dough“And what is that?”Cookie Dough3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chell glanced down at the foil rectangle in her hand. “It’s a valentine.” She held it up so GLaDOS could see. “It came with a lollipop attached, but I know you can’t eat, so I took it out.”
“And proceeded to eat it yourself, no doubt,” the AI sniffed. “I know what it is. I just fail to see why you have brought it here. My databases indicate that valentines such as these are typically exchanged by human children. Now, I realize you are not a child, but if you have received this…thing…from a human male of your species and are attempting to show it off, then let me assure you that I am not impressed.”
Chell sighed. “No, GLaDOS. I brought it for – never mind.” She shoved it back into her pocket. “It was a stupid idea anyway.”
“I hope you weren’t about to say that you brought it for
I hate that I love you part 1"It's been fun, don't come back." Those were the words that seperated GLaDOS from [subject name here] forever, and since then, GLaDOS wanted a normal, peaceful life of testing down at Aperture. But guess what? She didn't get one.I hate that I love you part 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
If GLaDOS could, she would cry. Life was soooo boring down here without 'the dangerous mute lunatic' (as GLaDOS liked to call her) running about, and as much as she didn't want to admit it, she missed her. Of course, there were the new testing robots, Atlas and P-Body, but they got boring after a while, after all, they could solve even the hardest test chambers in a matter of seconds. 'Maybe there's a part of Aperture that isn't clean yet...' GLaDOS thought as she looked around her chamber with her bright yellow optical, 'Hmm...My chamber looks fine...' then she looked at the screens showing the different rooms of Aperture. She sighed, although it came out as more of a gruff, rattling noise, "Nope. All clean" she mumbled to herself. "I wonder what the robots a
Dangerous With Two - The Almost Lovers.I almost had youDangerous With Two - The Almost Lovers.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I almost had you
to haunt you
to taste you
to tease you
to grasp you
to hate you
to kill you
to need you
to miss you
to love you
to kiss you
to hug you
to beg you
to fuck you
to scream at you
to want to runaway with you
and throw fits with you
and yell 'please don't leave me'.
to laugh and cry with you.
to fake horrid things to keep you.
But most of all. . .
Just almost had you.
CrushesLeading me on, pulling me aroundCrushes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pulling me up, high off the ground
Letting my perspective wander astray
Letting my focus drift away
Believing in things that could never be
Attention-seeking, hypnotizing me
Just when you think you've got it figured out
Just when you think you've found the one who is devout
It turns around and slaps you in the face
Screaming, laughing as you lose the race
Resulting in heartbreak, closure of the mind
Believing you won't discover another find
It's always an illusion, a trick in your head
To find who you 'love', then wish you were dead
MLP: Tale of the Night-MareMLP: Tale of the Night-Mare4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"THE TALE OF THE NIGHT-MARE"
Time runs slowly, surely, unstoppable, like a roaring river that crashes on the lives and destinies of those who inhabit the world. Much is different now from how it had been; new evils rise and, with them, new heroes to vanquish them... Yet so do ancient evils fade, and ones who had once deviated to the roads of malice return to the light of purity and benevolence. Such is the tale of Luna, Princess of Equestria and Mistress of the Night.
It is known by many how the Elements of Harmony, embodied in six valorous ponies, vanquished the evil Nightmare Moon and returned the young princess to the realm of good...
However, there is a tale that has yet to be told in its fullest; there are words unspoken and events forgotten, for in a thousand years since its passing, only vague fables remain. So come and discover what came to be at the time of destiny
...Listen, to the Tale of the Night Mare.
Let's go, Mr B."Let's go, Mr B!"Let's go, Mr B.5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
My, my, what a sweet voice. Like a melody to my ears.
I follow the trail of the voice, which echoed through out the corridors of Rapture.
I see a small girl, pale in the flesh and dressed in a dirtied pink dress, but her eyes.
Oh, those wonderful, luminous yellow eyes.
"Mr B, let's go! The Angels can't wait for us!" her angelic little voice teases as she takes my finger and leads me through the dark, damp back alleys of Rapture in search of... well, whatever that red liquid is. I look out at the submerged city, and take note of the tranquility beneath the waves.
Wait, who's that?
I see a large, ugly, diving-suited monster with a horrible luminous light staring at me.
Oh, silly me, that's just my reflection.
She stops by an object.
It's like a person, just it's not moving.
What is that?
Is that an 'Angel'?
She tugs at my finger, getting my attention
"Hurry up mr B! I can smell another Angel!" she innocently pleads, releasing her grip and skipping off further down the c
Seeing RedRed.Seeing Red3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Looking at my hands, stained with red, I realize the crime committed; however I can't seem to bring myself to care. I don't want to care. I want to feel the emptiness I crave; let it swallow me, drown me, consume me.
I look down at my feet and they're staring at me. The eyes of the victim, dull, lifeless, all seeing. They're forever frozen in a look of horror, of betrayal.
And I laugh, a crazy, deranged laugh. As I laugh I bring my hand to my face. Now I have red eyes too. And red cheeks from the red running down from my eyes.
The red continue to run down. Down my face. Down my neck. Down my body to my feet. The red consumes me until I no longer recognize myself.
Suddenly I feel envious of the victim. Why do they get to remain unstained, redless. The red bleeds into my soul, staining it. I lean bac
Cupcakes PoemThe songs are one thing,Cupcakes Poem2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
the dancing is another.
All she wants is your smile,
and no pain from others.
This one pony grew lonley, you see
So she filled a room with games
And pulled up many numbers,
Oh, what a shame, what a shame!
This pony did not play fair
In these games of despair.
All she got were smiles,
And friends that acted wild!
They danced all night, and sang with glee,
"Yippie! Yippie! This is so much fun, you see!"
But there's a twist to her story, you see.
And she not at all what she seems.
The songs she loves are screams of pain,
the dancing is her victims wallowing with blood in their manes.
Your smile is another word for fear,
And your body numb and surroundings are a blur.
Now, she doesn't want others to hurt you,
But who said the pain doesn't come from her?
Pacific Rim: Cherno AlphaThe loudspeakers in the Vladivostok Shatterdome blared, the dreaded news echoing through spartan grey corridors. Technicians dropped whatever they were doing and scurried to their appointed positions. It took mere moments for the aging speakers in the mess hall to take up the message.Pacific Rim: Cherno Alpha2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Category 4 Kaiju detected. Designation: Charybdis."
Sasha growled like an animal, standing up from the table. She had neatly combed blonde hair, bordering on white. "Another, only three weeks later. In the middle of lunch. Inconvenient." Aleksis rose to stand beside her, an enormous bear of a man with a shock of black hair on his chin. His bowl of mushroom soup forgotten, he followed as she strode out of the mess hall.
A technician ran up to them with a tablet and gave them a salute. "Lieutenants!" he cried. Sasha didn't even slow down, leaving Aleksis to take the tablet and dismiss the man with a nod. "You really should pay other people some heed," he said. She didn't reply. It wasn't the first time he'
The Gatherer and the AngelThe Gatherer and the Angel4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Little Sister by the name of Rebecca smiled sweetly at her captor, who was a Splicer named Marcus.
Rebecca, in a sudden act of deviousness, latched onto Marcus' legs and rubbed her head against his thighs in a loving gesture. "I wuv you, Markie," she said to him.
Marcus glared down at the small child hugging his legs. "One of these days, I will harvest you: nice and slowly."
Rebecca let go of Marcus' legs and looked up and waved her finger at him in a disapproving manner. "But den Mr. B would be very" She dragged out the vowel. "unhappy and he may even kill you!" Rebecca started crying in despair. She didn't want her Markie to die. "I don' want my Markie to die!" she voiced her very thoughts.
Marcus sighed; he was terrible at dealing with children; and, now he felt bad for yelling at her. "Fine! I won't harvest you, geez. You want a pepbar?"
Rebecca smiled through her tears and snot running down her face. She lifted up a portion of her dress and whipped her nose to get ri
The Birth.November 5th, 1946. It is a date I remember very well. A date I once thought of as the beginning of my life. Of my real life. I had turned twenty only two days before. But for one so young I was full of dread. I did not see a bright future ahead of me. I did not see any future at all. At the end of October my father received a letter. I was frying his bacon and eggs when I heard his chamber door slam. Wiping my hands on my apron, I left the kitchen and stood outside his door for a few moments, listening to him pace up and down within.The Birth.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Father?" I inquired, reaching for the handle, "Are you all right?"
I was not surprised to find the door locked, nor was I surprised when he did not answer me.
"Father," I said again, "Has something happened? Is the letter from mother?"
He did not speak, but opened the door a crack.
"Is my breakfast ready yet?"
"Yes. Shall I fetch it for you?"
"That would be brilliant, dear," he said, his voice oddly high.
"What is it?"
"Grown-up business, my d
BioShock: Part 2AChapter 2 [The Medical Pavilion]BioShock: Part 2A7 years ago in Horror More Like This
Section A [Meeting Steinman]
Welcome to the Circus of Values! A voice rang out to greet Jack. He had hardly taken three steps down the short hall into the lobby before the voice scared him. Directly to his left sat a large neon blue machine with a clown on it. The look was almost creepy, but it seemed to sell items, as prices were listed to the left of the machine. Several items were scratched out, as if they were sold, but taken out, and the others were listed that Jack couldnt recognize as anything from above, except for the health kit, sold at a mere $16. The rest seemed to be ammunition, but it was far more expensive than he had thought it was. At $60 for 6 pistol rounds, he would have been better off just taking them from other corpses. With that thought, Jack instinctively unhooked his pistol clip to check how many bullets he had left. Two. At this rate, Ill be swinging a wrench to save my life. Jack was afrai
Something Under The Sea Part 1Something Under The Sea Part 14 years ago in Settings More Like This
Something Under the Sea Part 1
"My name is Andrew Ryan, and I'm here to ask you a question. Is a man not intitled to the sweat of his brow?..."
And thus goes my journey down.
My name is Mark Meltzer.
" Instead, I chose something different, I chose the impossible: I chose RAPTURE."
A underwater city appeared over a few rocks under the water. It was huge-and beautiful. "Wow!" I said, as a whale drifted lazily below the bathysphere
" Where the BIG would not be constrained by the Small! And, with the sweat of your brow, rapture can become your city too."
I came down here to search for my daughter, Cindy
The bathysphere finally docked. I steepped outside and heard a loud screeching.
I knew this was going to be a long stay.
Jingle Bells-- Halo 3 StyleRiding on a 'hogJingle Bells-- Halo 3 Style4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Plowing through the fray
O'er hills we go
Fragging all the way
Needles 'round us ping
Making our shields bright
What fun it is to shoot and sing
Our slaying song tonight!
Jingle bells, Prophet smells
Jackal laid an egg
Hunter got annoyed at him
And tore off his leg
Jingle bells, shot gun shells
Hope it never ends
Oh what fun it is to fight
And kill all of your friends!
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon the Arbiter
Was seated by my side
The Warthog it was jacked
And then we both got shot
We plowed into a mass of Grunts
And then we got upsot!
Oh, jingle bells, Johnson yells
Throw all your grenades
Flood is gonna kill us all
In many gruesome ways
Jingle bells, though I fell
I'll respawn again
Oh what fun it is to fight
And kill all of your friends!
A Cold WorldJust close your eyes and say goodbyeA Cold World3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To the heartlessness that surrounds you
Because they won't blink an eye
For a silly shadow lost to the light.
Bioshock-Letters of Tenenbaumhello, my dear child! it's your mommy, tenenbaum. i havent seen you in so long. it feels like it's been years since i saw your bright eyes. i know your probably lonely. i'm sorry i couldnt come with you to find angels. mommy has been very busy.Bioshock-Letters of Tenenbaum4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
but to make it up to you, i'm bingind your daddy for the first time! i bet your excited! remember how i told you that your daddy died in a horrible accident before you were born. well, grandpa is a scientist, sweety. he was able to bring your daddy back, along withother daddies that died. grandpa is trying to make a big suit for your daddy so he can stay alive! the suit also makes him strong like a bear! your daddy will wlay with you and protect you, honey, but sadly, daddy will sound like a ghost and he cant talk. i'm sorry for that. daddy's a hard worker. he likes to fix the city and fight bad guys. he will help you look for angels safely.
i really wish i could be there with you. i miss you and i love you
hello, my dear child! it
To all those Repo fanatics...To people whoTo all those Repo fanatics...4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Need a hit, now hurry,
Who wished to God that they were the one who died,
Who let the monster rise,
Who would rather be blind,
Who need a stage name,
Who are a disgrace,
Who blame not their cheeks,
Who need a little help with the agony,
Who keep those vultures guessing,
Who are afraid it's terminal,
Who see things in a graveyard,
Who need to take their medicine,
Who can't get it up if the girl's breathing,
Who don't take shit from no one,
Who will find a hole and fuck it,
Who have a thankless job,
Who mark it up,
Who are cheap imposters,
Who always save a bundle when they buy GeneCo parts,
Who are only living out a lie,
Who are infected,
Who say Bravi, Bravi, Bravisimme,
Who want to go outside,
Who stand at 6 foot 6, head and shoulders,
Who steal and rob graves.
To all those assassins,
Those Night Surgeons,
And Graverobber, Graverobbers
WE SALUTE YOU.
MLP:Tale of theNight-Mare Pt.3MLP:Tale of theNight-Mare Pt.33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"THE TALE OF THE NIGHT-MARE"
Rain fell violently outside, the noise of its siege on the Palace walls saturating Luna's room. Cold air seeped through the windows, snaking through the ambience and sapping the lingering warmth of sunrise. The young princess had remained there for the last couple of hours, her mind deep in hateful thoughts of vengeance and retribution, Nightmare Phantom relishing the ambience in silence. The storm had come quickly and without warning, serving only to take Luna deeper into her inner darkness, effectively causing her mane to begin to wave and glitter in a shadowy version of her sister's own magnificent pink mane.
There was a knock at the door, drawing a glare from the alicorn.
"Luna, we need to talk," sounded Celestia's soft voice from behind the door, still full of authority despite its calm tone.
"Go away!" Luna snapped, angrily.
The door glowed with golden light before its lock clicked, letting the Sun Princess through. Luna immediately thre