Thinking of You~~Thinking of You~~Thinking of You4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
In my mind I can always see
Your wonderful face
Right before my eyes
And I can't help but smile
Your eyes that always twinkle
Like stars in the dark night sky
Are forever etched into my mind
For times when there are no stars
When I see your gleaming white smile
My day seems to brighten
And I am filled with joy
Just knowing that you grinned at me
Things always seem to change
When I am in your presence
As though you were an angel
Sent down from the heavens
And every single moment
Of every single day
I spend all of my time
Simply thinking of you
AdviceRebuild your life from the ground up,Advice9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
forget those thought of ineptitude.
Tear down the walls around your heart,
remember the good times you've had.
Forgive those who have hurt you,
learn to laugh at your mistakes.
Release the feelings of unworthiness,
live each day for the next.
Crying never killed anyone,
but frowning causes wrinkles.
Smiling lets your light shine through,
laughing takes away the pain.
Regret is the mother of an unfulfilled life,
sadness is her eldest daughter.
Loneliness creeps beside her bed,
jealousy is her lover.
So forgive, forget, but remember.
Cry but laugh, smile but never frown.
Live and learn, tear down and build anew.
But don't hold regrets, or all else is doomed.
How to Make a BadassBadasses. The media's chock-full of them. Ever since the 80s-90s darker and edgier characters have been steadily emerging as main characters instead of staying as the usual bad guy role. Today, they're so prevalent that it seems like every other game, film, or comic we pick up has some form of dark, chaotic, trench-coat wearing protagonist. Chances are, you want some of the sweet, darkly feeling of badassery to rub off on you too. So here are some tips to help you on your way to making one of the coolest, hardest, fastest, strongest, ass-kickingest, tired-of-these-snakes motherfuckerest badassed character of all time.How to Make a Badass5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
1. Clothes Like how Abercrombie and Fitch is a big, flashing sign that says, "hey, I'm a stylin' dresser!" the outfit of the badass should always scream, "move bitch, get out the way." And nothing says that better than a goddamn fucking trenchcoat.
"But no one wears a trench coat in broad daylight! It looks stupid!"
Hah! Tell that to Dante or Keanu Re
APH- Paper Planes(Italy/Chibitalia POV)APH- Paper Planes5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I have a story to tell.
Sick of enclosing white washed walls, I sneaked out of the building, just remembering to change dresses before leaving. I also grabbed a pen and paper, because I knew what I wanted to do.
I didn't want to go to a place overflowing with people. I wanted to go to a place where I could relax. I wanted a place where I could draw. Drawing man-made things isn't fun! But drawing animals and nature is fun!
But I saw something that didn't really belong in nature. A barb-wire fence. Father had told me not to go near it. He said it was where bad people were kept. But my curiosity got the best of me. I walked closer, peering into that world on the other side.
It was so dark and unwelcoming. The buildings were wrecks. The people inside were barely people, shells of what they used to be. I flinched. This world scares me. But it was something that was worth drawing, even though it was man-made.
I was about to start scribbling on the pape
Make Norge Smile sub1"I have just had the coolest idea ever!" announced Denmark, bursting into the room. Finland looked at Denmark because he was always willing to listen anyway, Sweden showed no interest whatsoever in what Denmark had to say, and Iceland just sighed, and continued staring at his puffin. No one really knows where Norway was, he was just strange like that.Make Norge Smile sub15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hej! I said I had an idea!" barked Denmark at Sweden and Iceland.
"We don't care. Your ideas are stupid. They've always been stupid," said Iceland bluntly, picking up his puffin. Sweden just grunted.
"What is it Den?" asked Finland, not liking how hurt Denmark looked.
"Well," said Denmark, obviously pleased someone was willing to listen to him, "It's Norge's birthday tomorrow, isn't it? And he rarely ever smiles. So I was thinking, why don't we make him smile on his birthday? Except, I don't think Norge would be too keen on a birthday party, so we'll have to surprise him in some other way."
"Sounds like a wonderful idea! Don't you think,
Killing your own nation part 2Roderich knew he shouldn't ask Ludwig about the bloodstained shirt. The tea in his delicate porcelain cup swapped as he turned it around in his hands while contemplating. He also knew he would not get a satisfying answer if he really were to bring up the matter. Ludwig would probably just yell at him for going through his thrown away clothes in on of those obvious attempts to change the subject.Killing your own nation part 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was pointless, really. The guy was a stubborn moron and wouldn't think about asking for help if he had quicksand up to his neck. Concerning this point he was too much like his...
A door flung open and slammed against the wall. “Oi, four eyes! Why ain't there no dinner yet?! Someone awesome is about to starve!”
… brother. Speak of the devil. He sighed melodramatically in his mind.
Said devil let himself slump into the next best chair, boots meeting the table top with a thump. Roderich cringed inwardly when he heard his Augarten tea pot clink.
So AliveIts one of those things that just eats away, slowly killing what's left of me I'm starting to fade.So Alive5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Family just looks away as I deal with this breakdown, feeling left out and broken.
Back stabbing friends just walk by with their hurtful eyes, I can hear their lies how they wish I would just die. Meanwhile acting like I don't see who they are, how they point that gun of lies at my head and pull the trigger.
I fall to my knees banging pleading for a new life a new beginning, laughter and names bring me back to reality and I realize I'm on the ground with everyone around.
Close my eyes hope life is just a big lie, and I find my self out side. Standing on a edge on this cliff called a break down with this last step to end this troubled life, foot leaves ground and I hear only o
TAKE TWO :: KHTAKE TWO :: KH9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kairi runs down the beach of Destiny Island looking for her good friends Riku and Sora. She had found a video camera, something shes never encounted before, it was exciting. Her legs rush towards the sea, spying the two boys spashing each other childishly in the water. Sora pushes his hands and water forward towards Riku getting him even more wet. Riku blocks with his arm with a smile on his lips.
"Hey, what was that for?" Riku chuckles placing his hands on Sora's head and dunking his head all the way down into the water. He lets go after a few seconds swimming back towards shore.
"Sora!! Riku!!" Kairi calls running towards them, her feet reaching the water stopping right before it hits her. "Come look what I found" her smile large and innocent, she pulls out her video camera. Her fingers wrapped around the camera aiming the lens at the emerging boys comng from the water. Sora swims towards Riku and once their feet could touch the ground he jumps onto the boys back wrapping his arms ar
Letter to my HeartbreakTo my Heartbreak,Letter to my Heartbreak5 years ago in Letters More Like This
This is hard to write, but I have to. There is a lot I need to get off my chest before it eats me alive. I know you won't read this, may never even see it. Even if I sent it to you...
For months, almost a year, of my life, I've given. My time, my heart, whatever you asked that was in my power to give. I've made time for you, gave you room in my heart. And at first, you seemed to as well. We talked for hours on the phone, online, everyday. When my cat died, you canceled your plans and spent time with me.
You've told me that you care about me, very much, that you're very fond of me. And when you're drunk, you tell me you love me. You tell me, "IloveyouImissyouIwishyouwerehere." But never when you're sober. Oh no. When you're sober, you hide everything behind this wall of almost smarminess. When you're sober, we're just friends with benefits. You tell me you can't say it, that if you do, you'll break. Well, you've already broken something. My heart.
You see, I let you li
TF AlterVerse: Story So Far...TF AlterVerse: Story So Far...5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Transformers AlterVerse: The Story So Far
Cybertron. A world made of wholly metal, come to life. The population on its surface: a powerful race of sentient robots with the ability to change shape an ability born out a need to survive a need for disguise.
Cybertron. A world at war. Splitting into two major warring factions and many smaller ones, the Transformers are comprised of the heroic Autobots led by the determined Optimus Prime, and the (not so) evil Decepticons led by the charismatic Megatron.
Cybertron. After ages of fighting, the world is almost dead. The Great war, too brutal to be contained by one planet, has spread outward across the universe to many other races. The Great War raged on countless fronts, dragging thousands of other species into it, either out of survival, or for war. Of the most affected were the Seraphims and the Nebulans. Eventually, the war events on Cybertron were devastated to the point that
What is Democratic Socialism?What is Democratic Socialism?3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Democratic socialists believe that both the economy and society should be run democraticallyto meet public needs, not to make profits for a few. To achieve a more just society, many structures of our government and economy must be radically transformed through greater economic and social democracy so that ordinary Americans can participate in the many decisions that affect our lives. Democracy and socialism go hand in hand. All over the world, wherever the idea of democracy has taken root, the vision of socialism has taken root as welleverywhere but in the United States. Because of this, many false ideas about socialism have developed in the US. With this pamphlet, we hope to answer some of your questions about socialism.
Doesn't socialism mean that the government will own and run everything?
Democratic socialists do not want to create an all-powerful government bureaucracy. But we do not want big corporate bureaucracies to control
Believe MeBelieve me, little kitten, round fur ball of black and grey and white with those pretty pink paws and almond-shaped eyes I couldn't ever lie to you. Not if I was stretched on the altar, naked and vulnerable, could I lie. Because you are the life and soul of my world.Believe Me5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Believe me, pretty flower, so purple, so violet, so happy and gay. To deceive would be a sin, in the light of your bud so let it be known, that I never would. You could brown, and curl and wither and die, but to the end I would cradle those fallen petals, and bury them with a tear. For you are, my dear, my life and soul.
Take heart, my friend. We might fight, and snap and tear, but never would we rend, never would we break on the back of my lie. Because to you, with those sharp green eyes and frowning mouth, I could not weave deception. I'll walk at your side until the world comes to an end, as you are the life in it, the soul.
Believe me, when I say, it's true. Because for once, I couldn't lie. With s
Melt My HeartA frigid ice princess,Melt My Heart5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
cold and unfeeling.
I protected myself,
too well, perhaps.
But I took no chances.
I would take no more pain,
not from him,
not from anyone.
A heart encased in ice
cannot be broken,
the cold numbing,
keeping me from feeling,
from falling and breaking again.
But the ice drags me to the bottom
of a dark abyss of loneliness.
A frozen heart knows no pain,
but knows no joy either.
The darkness of a hollow soul
terrifies me, is it my fate?
Save me from myself.
Melt my heart,
teach me to love once more,
never let me break,
show me the joys of ecstasy.
Help me to live again,
bring heat and light
to the cold, dark recesses of my heart.
I beg you,
melt my heart.
Alone Together prt.1 It was seven years ago that her whole world was turned upside down. It was the last day of Karley Harris. Karley was eight years old as her mother kissed her forehead as she dropped her off at school,she was in Ms.Johnsons grade three class. They were in the middle of Math Time when the secretary came to talk to the teacher,she sat near the door,able to hear every word.Alone Together prt.14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"There's been a terrible accident concerning Karley Harris's parents" the woman said,her voice filled with sorrow.
"What happened?" my teacher asked with concern.
"It seems a man too preoccupied with his cellular cut them off,they were unable to break fast enough.I'm afraid neither survived." the woman said,silent tears falling down her face at the child's lost.
The girl couldn't believe what she heard,she dimly recalled hearing her teacher what would happen to her but the girl was too hear
Casey Anthony Verdict RageCasey Anthony Verdict Rage3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Outraged Populace on Casey Anthony Verdict
By: Aubrey Langlois
The verdict is in. Casey Anthony, a mother accused of murdering her young two-year old three years ago in June of 2008 has been found Not Guilty on charges of 1st Degree Murder, Child Endangerment/Negligence, and Child Manslaughter. There are other, lesser charges placed on the young, twenty-five year old, but those are meaningless to the public. The outrage is clear.
When the twelve jurors went into deliberation the scorching hot day in July, the public and prosecutors were certain that justice would be served on the woman who had lied her way through court, making a pure mockery of not only herself, but of the justice system. It was anyone's guess how long those twelve randomly chosen people would deliberate, but with the media hounding the heels of this entire fan-fair, it came as a shocking blow when the jury came to a decision merely ten hours after being admitted into their holding chambers
Hush...In the serene quietness where the tide's waves murmuring sentimental words as the tall trees flapping their green leaves that wither under the blazing sun that the shore's sands dance with it's dust flying in the air making the beach looks like they're speaking secret signs to each other when the natures move gracefully greeting each other.Hush...4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Mia - 1st December 2010 -
Good ByeIt still seems so hard for me to believe.Good Bye5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's been almost a decade and an half,
a fortnight, only in years, rather than days.
Since I last heard your laugh,
last saw your smile.
Sharp humor, and a sharper tongue.
A heart of gold in a steel package.
My idol, who I so desperately wanted to please,
and so unerringly seemed to fail.
The adventurous one, the brash woman.
You never seemed to know fear,
you hid your sorrows well.
I only ever witnessed your joy,
your anger and your disappointment.
I didn't get to see you that one last time.
I never got to say goodbye, or that I loved you.
There were merely pictures and a cold urn.
Between your departure,
and my youngest's arrival,
one of the worst weeks of my life
collided with one of the best weeks.
An instant recipe for a bi-polar milkshake.
A wreck, distraught because you were gone,
and yet elated that she was alive and healthy.
Up was down,
and down was sideways...
My thoughts and feelings,
so twisted, so torn.
Ready for the trash.
Eros's FlockDear girls that torment young men's minds,Eros's Flock4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I know you too, are Eros' flock
And subject to his fluctuant will;
For faith's ways he sure likes to mock.
But 'tis not ours, the fault to stray:
'Tis Eros that takes us away,
And under his protective wing,
So many of you gently sing:
To sweep us off our loyal feet,
Install us on his mother's seat;
To let in love and let love out,
So that the seeds of Mars may sprout
And find their way to Venus' chest,
Destroying many a marital nest.
Don't Hate the RayDon't hate the rayDon't Hate the Ray8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It only did what nature told it to
It was grumpy and felt threatened
So it took the only action that it knew
Don't hate the ray
What it did was only natures way
The ray is still a beauty of the sea
A creature to be respected and conserved
By folks like you and me
But most importantly
You'll find this to be true
Don't hate the ray
Because Steve wouldn't want us to
OvershadowedOvershadowed4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I was never the confident, pretty girl that everyone wanted to be. I was never the genius that everyone went to for help. I was never even the athletic girl who was 'one of the guys'.
Who was I, you ask?
Well I guess you could say I was me. I was the one who liked being in the background, the one no one really paid attention to. I preferred working on the side the supporting role, most would say not in the spotlight, but not behind the curtains either. I liked watching my friends shine, never trying to stand out myself. I wasn't invisible, though. No, being invisible wasn't in my nature. And I guess I was happy with that.
At first, I loved it. I loved the freedom I had. I loved how I could be myself with no one to judge me. I loved how I was never subjected to my peers' attention, because no one could see me behind the glare of my friends' bright lights. And I loved, most of all, how I could be me around you and you wouldn't mind. Because no one wo
A New Start Part 1 Part 1:A New StartA New Start Part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's a dark rainy night, as Luna the Renamon is at her house reading a book by her fire place. However, she can sense that something is wrong, like she knows that someone is out in the rain not too far from her. "Hmmm...something doesn't feel right, I need to check it out." The feeling soon overtakes her, and she gets up. Putting on a coat over her purple top, and slipping on a pair of tennis shoes. She grabs an umbrella and walks out, when she does; the storm lets up, but just a little bit
"Hello, is anyone out here!?" She calls as she wanders around the woods, until he comes to a log, but for reason, it's shaking, and she h