ConfessionsGuilt struck me everyday of my life.Confessions1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It grew, and grew, and grew till it became unbearable.
It grew, and grew, and grew till I couldn't sleep.
It grew, and grew, and grew till I couldn't eat.
So I have something to confess to you.
Stop covering your ears and listen to me!
It grew, and grew, and grew till I couldn't walk.
It grew, and grew, and grew till I couldn't move.
It grew, and grew, and grew till it broke my heart.
So please, listen to what I must say!
Break and AliceBreak jumped through the window of the room Alice was sleeping in ,"oh..." Break looked at the sleeping Girl on the bed. Break walked over and took a peek at her sleeping face and smiled ,"what a precious little bunny!" he said quietly. alice woke up slowly, it took a while to realize who was staring at her ,"GAAH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE YOU CLOWN" Alice yelled and threw her pillow at him ,"ee! I was just coming in through your room this time!You don't have to think dirty!" Break laughed well running ,"I WASN'T" Alice screamed and threw as many things as she could at him. Sharon sat at her tea table ,"a typical peaceful day in this house." Sharon said smiling ,"yah" Oz and Gil said in unison ,"wait a second... THIS IS MY HOUSE!" Gil said ,"Hey dont break the..." Gil looked at the room and saw only alice hissing at Break and Break trying to calm her down ,"you...my house..." Gil said as he stared at the debris. Gil sighed and Oz stifled a laugh ,"now!now! Alice!" Break leaned down andBreak and Alice4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
5 topicsYes hello friends, I am alive! And have decided to post sth ahaha5 topics1 month ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
What's with the title, you ask? Well, I'm in this writing club we have in school, and we're supposed to write a paragraph answering the questions/topics given by our lovely teacher So here's mine~
I'm quite proud of them since the club's toughest critic liked it lD
1. Imagine what would God eat for breakfast
Michael had stopped typing when God sighed as they sat on their throne.
“What seems to be the matter, my Lord?”
“Booooored,” they mumbled
“I beg your pardon?”
“We’re bored, Michael..”
“I see,” the archangel took off his spectacles. It was a rather rare occasion, he thought
to himself. God always had something to do, for humans are such a handful; but they always took pleasure from their job
Hola, no creo en el amor 3Hola, no creo en el amor 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Querer emocionalmente, querer interesadamente es prácticamente lo mismo. Muy difícil de diferenciar. Eso se aplica en este caso, Chiro no ha ido con la señora que vivía en frente en 3 meses, por "vivía" es obvio que me refiero a "esta muerta". Yo apenas me voy enterando, nunca cruce palabra más allá de "Buenos días", Chiro era el que más se le juntaba y solo porque le daba comida y lo mimaba. Después de un tiempo deje de preocuparme por donde se iba, digo, es gato. Poco me interesa quien habite ahora en ese departamento, solo espero que se tarden, mucho más tiempo del que paso.
No es un día malo, no hay mucho ruido, abro la ventana, veo cosas regadas en un cuarto del otro edificio. - Era demasiado perfecto- Saco un cigarro, intentando que el humo se la pueda llevar. Por el edificio de enfrente se escuchaba su canción. Esas palabras que traían consig
SilencioTú ya lo sabes, mi boca ya entonó esas dulces palabras. No quiero incomodarte, pero los sentimientos se agolpan en mi interior y me traen la desgracia. Necesito hablarte, gritarte, contarte que te amo más que cualquier otro.Silencio3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Pero ya no me atrevo, las palabras te molestan, así que habla el silencio.
Tú ya lo sabes, mi mirada te lo dice, mi corazón te lo grita a cada segundo. Pero no lo oyes. Te cierras para no herirme y así crees calmarme. Necesito abrazarte, besarte, oírte hablar, aunque sea para rechazarme una y otra vez
Pero tú tampoco te atreves, no quieres hacerme daño, así que habla el silencio.
Cuando nuestras miradas se cruzan y nuestros brazos se rozan, los dos sabemos la verdad: yo sé que nunca serás mío, y tú sabes que yo siempre te amaré.
Sin embargo, las palabras incomodan, así que habla el silencio.
What's happening to me?What's happening to me?What's happening to me?5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I no longer can see
The beautiful red sunset
Which is where it met
What's happening here?
I no longer can hear
The bird's love calls
From those little dolls
What the hell is going on?!
What is it that is gone?
I look for a friend here in the darkness
But I only strike a miss
Will I ever mend-
Or will I lose my only friend?
the youth of todayyoung and wild, no longer a childthe youth of today5 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
bodies grinding, lights are blinding
fake IDs and torn tees
puffing smoke, vulgar jokes
girls flirt, tight skirts
boys brawl, strong alcohol
naive attractions, silly passions
no extremes, crazy dreams
the party’s done, no more fun
parents talk, advice blocked
don’t give a damn, doors slam
tears poor, throat sore
moving on, have to be strong
staying on track, no looking back
lesson learned, reality burns
what can we say, that’s the youth of today
Day in the life of....Day in the life of....5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone plays a part, and mine is a sad one.
The mirror reflects on my outside, the powdered mask to the stylized hairstyle, and the intricate dress that screams wealth and fortune.
The delicate golden clock hand ticks away, indicating the time. 5:30. Rather early, but I didn't mind. It was also rather pretty too. The sky, a hazy dull blue tinged with orange red foretells the future sunrise at its tips, but enjoys its time now by lighting up the world with a misty blue light. Thin pale pink clouds wrinkled, and the sun steadily worked its orange light, trying to steal over the scene, it's bright shadows peeking over the rooftops.
It was a rather beautiful morning, one I couldn't stay inside for. I lifted the wobbly train of the heavy red velvet dress, and I pushed open the cold glass door that led to my rose infested balcony, high heels click clacking against marble. The cool morning air hits me crisp and hard, my skin roughening already by the exposure,
Birthday Poem for fantasylover103To you forever brightBirthday Poem for fantasylover1033 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sunlight of the night
Seeing you a wondrous sight
Like a little bird taking it's first flight
This to you my sister dear
Who we hold oh so near
Even if we can't see you clear
We still take you so sincere
Though the world is slowly getting cold
I try to do this so bold
All I can really do
Is to wish you have a day of gold
So all I really say
On this cold November day
Thought not in any acting play
Have a happy birthday
Leona and Xin Zhao's WeddingLeona had to face her parents. Despite her almost immediate decision that she wanted to go through with marrying Xin Zhao, her parents had decided that he was not the man she was to marry. They had some good points; he was much too old for her to begin with, and that much was true. He may not have the ambition or personality that they thought suited Leona, but she felt differently and she knew it deep down in her heart of hearts.Leona and Xin Zhao's Wedding2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Xin hadn't taken the news too well. Once she told him how her parents had reacted this morning, she was able to see it in his eyes - he was saddened, but he also had hope that she would be able to talk them out of such a rash decision. After sharing a few choice words with him, she started back toward the mansion in hopes that they would listen to her.
This left her dashing through the small thicket behind her home. Leona barely knew the way through the woods, so with each step, it seemed like she was looking up in hopes of seeing her house come into view. Reg
Juegos Sexuales. SasuHina ItaHina. Capitulo 9Juegos Sexuales. SasuHina ItaHina. Capitulo 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Los pasos de los cuatro se detuvieron dentro de una gigantesca sala, en donde lo único que había era una antigua construcción. Hinata llevó las manos a su boca e inconscientemente se tocó los labios, sorprendida de que dentro de ese maravilloso recinto hubiese algo aun más extraordinario que la obra arquitectónica en sí.
Que impresionante - Murmuró justo frente a la reconstrucción del templo. Sentía que se estaba quedando sin aliento viendo esos pilares, sabiendo que habían sido construido hace más de 2000 años. Si-siento que estoy en Egipto.
Sasori asintió a su lado. Estaba dándole un tour del ala Sackler del museo. Fue mandado a construir por el emperador Augusto en el 15 B.C, luego de vencer a la última reina Egipcia de origen Ptolomeo, Cleopatra VII. Está dedicado a la dio
Juegos Sexuales. SasuHina ItaHina. Capitulo 8Juegos Sexuales. SasuHina ItaHina. Capitulo 82 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CARTA DE TRIUNFO
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Hinata abrió las puertas de su closet de par en par. Miró el reloj en la pared con nerviosismo, fijando sus ojos en el vaivén de los péndulos. Tenía exactamente 30 minutos para terminar de arreglarse y a pesar de que había revisado todo lo que había dentro aun no encontraba algo que le pareciera apropiado para salir con Itachi Uchiha.
Si se ponía un vestido veraniego podía pagar las consecuencias de ello en la motocicleta de su acompañante. No quería pasar de nuevo por la vergonzosa situación de la cabal
Ayer. NejiHina. Oneshot (2)Ayer. NejiHina. Oneshot (2)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
–Date la vuelta. – Le ordenó con frialdad. – Quiero verte.
Hinata no sabía qué hacer. No estaba portando su equipo ninja, si usaba el puño gentil y se llegaban a herir en serio, el sonido de su pelea atraería a los que estaban en los jardines en la parte delantera de la mansión. No quería que lastimaran a Neji, aquello le dolería mucho más que lo que le estaba haciendo. Sin importar que… ella quería a su primo.
Apretó los ojos sintiendo frustración recorriendo sus venas. Volvió a mover la seda de su kimono y se cubrió el cuerpo, dándose la vuelta lentamente para encontrarse con los ojos fríos de Neji Hyuga.
– No te di permiso para que te taparas. – Le dijo aferrando la mano de la joven y moviéndola con brusquedad hacia un costado. – Dije que te quería ve
Distance: An IntroductionHe found her in one of his own dreams, dreaming about him finding her, in that solitary, circular dream of hers.Distance: An Introduction5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
PygmalionI dreamed about drawing dead birds again, well, stuffed birds because that makes me sound less like some kind of sociopath, even though it doesnt change the fact that the birds are dead and have been for years, and thats just in my dream. Im sure they didnt mind. Being drawn, not being dead. I dont think being dead ever gets old. They have stacks and stacks of them, stuffed birds, down at the Natural History Museum, racks of them, cases upon cases of dusty feathers and glass bead eyes and those ugly, scaly legs like lizards, and last night I dreamed I was there.Pygmalion6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Its almost enough to make you believe in God or a god or even several, hundreds, more than you can count, to look at even the most boring bird with an artists eye. Feathers and feathers and feathers, and every one is different. You cant draw every one of them, because then the picture just looks like some pathetic imitation, clumsy and heavy and theres nothing to do bu
The silent LadySilent vibrations echo farThe silent Lady7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the edge of her lips
Into these wrecked limbs
The red stream frozen still
In my heart a chamber
Resonating from emptyness
She bestows upon me.
A gift of blissful bleeding
Crawls beneath my skin;
My chest devoid of breathing,
My soul bereaved of sin;
A sigh slips from my veins
In unrestrained desire
Her mouth widens a wound,
And from my longing body-
A gurgling tune
Then silence Utter, perfect,
I lie entwined with Nothing
Into the ghastly winter-
A scent of roses fading
Amid the moving hours
Nightfall is upon us;
In shattered mirrors
Moon doth casts
Her visage to the sky,
In poisoned earth, my body
Has fallen far to die.
RosuRosu e zambetul vietii meleRosu7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cu sange pe buze tarzii,
Sub cerul scaldat doar de stele
In lacrimi de gheata pustii.
Rosu e ceasul ce-n mine arde
Si stolurile vechi prin porti
Din zbor ma cheama departe
In lumea cu aripi si morti.
Rosu e culoarea pielii tale
Sub apusul ranit intre nori,
Cazut peste flori si petale,
Ascuns intre noapte si zori.
Rosu destin de altii scris,
Uitat intre pagini de fum,
De vant imprastiat si ucis,
In soare mistuit pan' la scrum.
LullabyI picked her down the river bedLullaby7 years ago in Surrealism More Like This
Where she lay among flowers
Among dewdrops, amongst bloodstains
Of her own.
Her soul laid asleep
In the white comfort of a swarm of wasps, butterflies
And the forgettings of 'had-beens'.
The forgettings of time, eternity and screams.
Marched across her foreheads along with ants.
She was living on sounds.
Sounds outside her body
Sounds in the distant no-where
She was sleeping on sounds
When I picked her from the muds.
I gave her my only moist room
Where I lived alone.
My home was in the center of the river
Where I stayed watching
The strange life of waters
And weaving blankets out of dreams.
I covered her with one of them
I tried to sing a lullaby
So that, she never wakes up.
She never did.
Our worlds never met
Mine insomnia, her sleep
Our worlds never changed
Mine insomnia, her sleep
But we told each other our stories
Mine insomnia, her sleep
And we each owned the others world
Her insomnia, mine sleep.
Gradually, I found
Soul Eater:Black Rose chp.22. Rae and YumiSoul Eater:Black Rose chp.23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Systal, your so unlady like." Raina spoke to Systal as she took a large bite of her food. Systal glared at her and stuck out her tounge. Terra was ashamed of her weapon's behavior.
"So when do you suggest we go on our witch hunt." Terra asked as she sipped her ice tea.
"Tonight!" Raina replied with such enthusiasm. Terra choked on her tea, nearly spitting it up on her parnter who was sitting across the petite table from her.
"Isn't that a little soon?" Terra questioned. The bell in front of thye door went off as the door opened.
"Too soon for what?" A girl interupted. The four looked back at the girl. She had a short black dress like Raina but the girl's dress only had one strap. The girl had a long white camio shirt under it, just barely passing the end of the black dress. White sneakers covered her feet and she wore fingerless fishnet gloves. A purple bandana covered her brown hair with a red tint. She had a great smile and her arm around a guy beside her with a deni
Lost memories Chapter 6 Stacy lunged forward and held her knife up to Adriens neck, "Any last words?" she smirked. she pushed the knife harder into her tender skin and waited for Adrien to reply.Lost memories Chapter 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You enjoy killing people a little too much don't you?" Alice mummbled on the side.
"Excuse me?" Stacy challenged, "Who are you to tell me what...I am and what I'm not?". She stepped back and pulled out a gun from pocket and help it up to Alice's head. Alice didn't even hesitate," I can Just tell. It's easy to see through you." (KINDA CHEESY)Alice smiled almost hesitantly. She apparentally was good at covering up her fear.
"Who do you think you are to be speaking to me like this?"
"oh I'm Alice." she held out the gun still being pointed at her face.
"Oh hey Alice!" She looked back to where the voice had come from. He was smiling and waving, "I'm Jared!" (you're welcome!) she blushed slietly and looked down. (awwhhh how cuutttee LOOVVVEE)
"Jared shut the F**ck up we've talked
CHARACTERS IN LOST MEMORIESAlice Stark- Hair: Blond, blue streaksCHARACTERS IN LOST MEMORIES3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Eye color: Green/blue
Personality: Always happy (or at least most the time)
outgoing,ubbbbeerrr nice and kind,
"romantic type",halarious, perverted on
the inside (heheh), can be reallly clueless
Adrian Kinsey- Hair: light brown/dirty blond (hehe)
Eye color: Hazel
Personality: Crazy, not as happy as Alice,
Lost Memories Chapter 4 "Finally we can finish the opperation!" Master smiled Evily. He grabbed Adrien's arm and pulled her along.Lost Memories Chapter 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Wha-what are you going to do to me?"
"HAHAHAH you sha'll see, just wait dont worry it will only hurt...ALOT" (heheheh ive always wanted to use that!)
She struggled from his grip but everytime she moved he grabbed Harder.
"Howard, take this piece of sh** to the roOm."
Howard grabbed Adrienes wrist and threw her in a concrete room and shut the door.
"UUH helllo." A small hoarse voice said almost in a whisper
Adrien looked over she squinted her eyes. "Alice, is that you?"
she could barley recognize the girl hidden beneath the bruises and blood.
"It's you, I know you don't remember me but I'm Adrien"
'Adrien theres that name but where had she heard that name'
She just knodded in reply
"Look what they've done to you."
"Adrien rushed over to try and untie the rope binding Alice's writs and feet together.
The door creaked open and "Master" stood in the doo
Lost memories Chapter 3 "Daniela, I don't see and Evil torture zone or whatever thingy around here."Lost memories Chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Daniela rolled her eyes." That's because its not up here its down there; she replied pointing to the ground, like Adrien was an idiot. 'Was she really this big of a jerk when she was alive' adren thought. She dismissssed to thought and followed Daniela as she climbed down into a sewer type hole. "Ummmmm ewwww" Adrien screamed
"Oh stop being such a baby."
She climbed down into sewer...or whatever it was, and thats when she heard them. The screams, the cries not only of one but many people. The sound mixed together and created a ear screaching noise. It was the mot awful noise adrien had ever heard. Danila just kept walking like she couldn't hear the sound.
"Should'nt we be, you know sneaking around so they don't hear us or whatever?"
"Hahaha you're such an ignorant child!" Daniela laughed
Adrien's eyes widened. "You mean wait huh? What are you saying?"
Daniela rolled he
The Mess I Made.Im sorry.The Mess I Made.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I messed up.
I messed up everything.
And I'm sorry.
Am I crazy?
Cant figure myself out.
I hate myself for it.
I should've told you.
Im starring at the mess I made.
Dont leave me.
Dont give up on me.
Give me time.
All my hands are to blame
All my hearts mistakes.
I made a HUGE mess.
Im working so hard.
Give me time
I made a mess.
I want to clean it up.
Just let me.
You dont need to love me.
There is nothing to love.
Let me catch my breath.
Im starring at the mess I made.