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*goes to make sure she washes off her walls and uses only her /BEST/ chalk*
*stars at his screen for a good five minutes then decided that he better get leaving before she licks him for being late*
*she is going to try and lick him either way*
*finally at her place being lost in the area*
WHERE THE FUCK AM I?
*looks around annoyed*
*she is sitting outside her hive, the giant tree, on a branch. swinging her legs. She's blind though, n
Add That-Hetalia ParodyWendy's, McD's, BKAdd That-Hetalia Parody2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
AJ, want some McD's
Want a Big Mac, with some fries and large coke, hey~
I'm reading the menu above hanging up high, oh
Thinking if I should get my order supersized or
Just order a large set and come back here in time for
Another round I will chow down, cause I get hungry
Add that, cause I want more
Add that, those as to go
Add that, forever more
Add that, ohhhh~
Add that, cause I want more
Add that, those as to go
Add that, forever more
Add that, ohhhh~
StanxKyle Story Chapter 8StanxKyle Story Chapter 84 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"T-Token?" Stan muttered. "What do you want?"
Token turned to face his crowd, nodded, and turned back. "I, well, we all want you two to know something..."
Stan glanced at me, softening a bit before returning his focus to Token. "What is it?"
"We just wanted you guys to know that...we don't care about you guys...being together."
Stan took in a quick breath, ready to combat the insults he was expecting, but stopped. "Wha-really?"
Token nodded, motioning to his crowd who was also nodding.
Practically everyone was there; Token, Red, Craig, Tweek, Clyde, Jimmy, even Bebe was there near the back.
"We all had a talk about it...and we all decided that if anyone has a problem with you two, then they have to make it through us first."
Stan smiled and looked back at me, giving me his 'I told you everything would be okay' look.
I smirked and looked up at the crowd, namely Bebe, who was smiling back at me. I couldn't help but notice she was about to cry.
"Well, we just wanted you all to know that."
Mad Mad World Chapter 3 Looking out the window came into view of a darkish blue clouds with rain and lightning striking out of them. She fled out the room, down the stairs that headed to the center call. It led to a hallway to the main doors. Opening the double doors and slamming them shut she scurried down the wet,chipped brick stairs while simultaneously rocks and thorns penetrated her feet. Running down the soaked dirt,soon to be mud, Juliette looked back at the stairs for she had dropped my clothes. She wouldn't dare run back to get them, too late now, She wanted to go home. Turning back her head, almost running into a tree, she jerked my feet another direction. Gasping for air as she kept running. She couldn't feel her legs anymore. She ran a bit further, not paying attention to her path and ran into a netted trap. As Juliette was lifted up with the net, she screamed "OH SHIT OH SHIT OH SHIT, FUCK!". She tried to bite and rip her way out of the net, but it was too strong. Giving up shMad Mad World Chapter 32 years ago in Settings More Like This
Bootylicious - Hetalia ParodyAll:Bootylicious - Hetalia Parody2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Gilbert, can you handle this? Francis, can you handle this? Antonio, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this
I'm awesome, and fine~
And my birdie, right beside
My buddies, they alright
Don't say a word, or I'll die
Anyway, they're here
Francis my, pervy tie
Toni's hips never lie
He's also a pedophile
Gilbert got it goin', can you handle his meters?
Francis is your lover and will give you love fever
Yes I will, for I am the master of all love
Would you like to spend the night with me, with tres bien moi?
Don't worry, mon cher, I won't break your heart
Because I am the best, oh yes, by far
I don't think your ready for this jelly, I don't think your ready for this jelly
I don't think your ready for this, cause my body's too bootylicious for ya, babe (x2)
Baby, can you handle this? Baby, can you handle this? Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this
Now that you've met my friends
What do you think about them?
lurking trijan refrainlurking trijan refrain2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the truth comfits our senses not;
our gates are needle's eyes.
our vision: through with darkness shot;
unfit to pierce truth's guise.
lurking along peripheries
in places we but fail to see;
is sheer, stark actuality.
the truth comfits our senses not;
we're deaf as well as mute.
we are spawn of the omniglot;
we flounder, less astute.
a siren's song of polyphones,
of hyper-sharp-sub-aural drones;
a siren's song,
a siren's song
that resonates through flesh and bones.
the truth comfits our senses not;
our mind is too finite.
everything is from nothing wrought;
without the black, no white.
a tale too long to comprehend,
so long its mouth devours its end;
a tale too long,
a tale too long
to help but all our senses rend.
Flamey's Stupid Quotes Pt. 12"Other than being castrated, things have gone quite well for Funny Cide." (Uh, other?)Flamey's Stupid Quotes Pt. 124 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
"Pythons kill their prey by strangling them. They make great house pets. (Filling in the missing connections--not)
E: Did you see my sbutton?
W: Yeah, it's on your sbag.
E: Don't be a spaggot.
W: You sputherspucking spockspucker.
After paying four dollars for a three fifty milkshake:
W: Oh, you'll get a dime back.
M: No, I'll get two quarters back.
W: Oh, I was thinking of time.
"Your dollar is draining down the window."
"Well maybe I could translate if you spoke my language." (Is it just me or does this defeat the point)
-Random French guy
"Okay. I have this GREAT idea. To get, like, a seven year old kid, and put him in a pair of spandex pants, and tie him to a chair, and, like, right by a TV, and start playing a porno, and see if he gets horny." (Define great)
"It's kind of like Minesweeper, only not Minesweeper." (Clearing things u
In Other NewsIn Other NewsIn Other News4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The man in the suit starts his day in an office chair
Behind a smooth marble desk.
The man at the camera gives him a countdown
And it's history, you know the rest.
He flashes the camera his best winning smile
And tells everybody his name
And he gives you the updates on your evening news
And to him, it's always the same.
A young girl has died, she was hit by a pickup
Her folks were the last to know.
We're sure she's in heaven, and in other news
There's a brand new reality show.
Now over to Daniel for our weekend weather,
There's a big hurricane on the way.
And there's rain in Seattle, and wind in Chicago,
But we'll have a nice clear day.
And the man gives that smile and he tells us goodbye
As his prompting screen goes black.
And as he turns from the camera, he's struck by a thought
That stops him and pulls him back.
He heads t his car, gets behind the wheel,
But his mind can't seem to stray
From that poor little girl, and others just like her
Who didn't see his
RagamanNo one needed to speakRagaman4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing had to be said
Just swelling like the moon
In the summer
Each lined with a thread of
The bird is the bat,
Because they both fly,
And the cigarette
Is the car, the noose, the love
They all let me die
Lined with a thread of
In somebody's grasp
Feeling so lost, so lone
Twisted and turned around
So much stronger
Than my rusted metal
My beautiful façade
Falling through that unnoticed seam
Lying in the shadows so deep in the sea
Those shadows of life
So easily mistaken for the unknown, for
So much stronger
Lined with a colour
Of humbling emptiness
And what is life
Is it the unnecessary things:
To be complete.
And to always be
What happened when I knew
Something was always
And I know
I will never have those unnecessary things
Each lined with a thread
The Seven Ages of EmmaAll the world is a planet,The Seven Ages of Emma4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All the men and women merely mammals,
And they live their lives in seven stages,
Or whatever sounds better than Emma's ludicrous prattle.
It was a grim and saddening day
That little Emma came screaming out
Feces perched atop her head
And vomit gushing from her mouth.
It was a frightening transformation
When Emma started to grow older,
Learning how to fabricate evil plans
Her heart significantly colder.
Compared to the teenage Emma, though,
You ain't seen anything,
Until you've caught a view of the horror
Past her figurines.
Emma in college seemed alright
Til a peer forced eyes upon her schedule,
Screaming, "I believe you're a NECROPHILIAC, miss!"
Emma asked, "Do you know the word 'educational'?"
And her twenties came and her twenties went.
She had the career-a pathologist-she'd dreamt of her whole life,
Until she was removed for treating corpses like people
Thinking maybe that kid in college was right.
Her thirties passed, her forties passed,
Left at the penu
If The Dead Rise AgainOn the barren landIf The Dead Rise Again4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lies the barren form
Smooth and endless
It almost is but isn't.
With silent noise
Like a subtle cut through deep water
With feeble sunlight
Talons touching nothingness
Beside this beauty
That is termination
Born with ingenious things
That let me
Take the flesh from the bone
Wanting to gain the intelligence this skin once saw
He stares at me
Eyes like tinted glass
If you shall not let me live
Then let me die
Slender form stretched
Telling to me this beauty
That is termination
White lips and red teeth
Asking, and answering
The vulture, termination.
.:to whom it may concern:.To Whom It May Concern,.:to whom it may concern:.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It doesn't matter what anyone else says. You are amazing. You may feel insignificant, but you are an important piece to life's puzzle. This picture cannot be complete without you. Thank you.
Love from a nobody.
I fold the small note once, twice, thrice. Then I release it into the wind's strong grip. I watch it float away from me in a matter of seconds, even though my watch is broken. It stopped on 7:53. AM or PM, I'm not too sure.
The trees seemed like they are being pulled towards something. Or maybe they are voluntarily doing that. Maybe they all want to go somewhere.
I leave my clearing. It is mine because I called it first. I stood in the middle of it and screamed it at the top of my lungs that it was sometime during some random night. I'm not sure what time of the night it was because my watch only read 7:53.
The clearing is beautiful. It has the right amount of everything. There are flowers growing in random little spots here and there.
disposable camerasHer brain is scattered,disposable cameras4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
gray matter dashed all across the kitchen floor.
Boney bare feet jitter, gathering it together in a
"I don't mind being frantic,"
She tells him, her arms overflowing.
"It keeps me in shape."
In her closet hides stacks of crumpled paper.
Thoughts from moments she doesn't quite
agree with anymore, but can't quite forget
"I am who I am,"
She explains with an ink splattered smirk.
"Even if it means I was a brat at fourteen."
A camera finds its home in her hand.
It has become an extension of herself
with twitching fingers that are poised
A Very Sad Story"I'm taking you to Italy," you said. "To Paris. I want you to see the world before it's too late."A Very Sad Story4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I said, "We don't have any money.
You said, "I don't care."
And I said, "If you ever need to find me
Listen for my cracked voice from the TV
Saying, 'Listen to your father
or you'll be a wretch like me.'
"Hooked up to an IV, all sixty eight pounds of me in bed.
"My best friend will be the cherry tree outside of the window, if there is one.
I will talk to it every day.
Maybe it will at last gather the courage to speak back, or maybe it will simply stand there, beautiful, and listen.
Maybe it will take me in its flowered arms and fly me to Italy, or France.
I'll stay in a nice hotel and take the fifty pills
Prescribed daily to me.
And people will say, 'You poor soul.'
And I'll say, 'It's a shame I never listened to my mother. I could be rich and married to a nice man, but no one will marry a wretch like me.
No one loves me but the cherry tree.
No one finds beauty in bleached
Relative Dimensions Chap 2Chapter 2- KrisRelative Dimensions Chap 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tests always brought the feeling of queasiness with them.
The cool salt air blowing against one's face and through their hair, bright green grass, and the cloudless azure sky above, seem much more appealing. The stuffy class, with students mechanically scribbling on their test papers, it just makes one claustrophobic.
Which is why, on every test day, there would be a lone, solitary person, atop a hill by sea side. Personal success, being the top of the class, friends, clubs, and classes, none of these things were enticing enough to drag this person to school. Freedom of the chains that which seemed to bind and strangle a normal student, lack of humiliation and embarrassment from fellow peers and teachers, this would be Paradise for any normal fourteen year old student.
Too bad Kris wasn't a normal fourteen year old student.
Kris let of a sigh of disappointment and boredom. As her fist outstretched in front, she was focusing intently on a boy, far, far
I am nothingFront row tickets to theI am nothing4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Keeping the columns and rows
Three or four's your nine or ten
Help a stranger, shoot a friend
Everyone's alone in the beginning and end
Worldly ideas, idyllic worlds
Oil and gasoline and pigeons and soil
Reminiscent of leaders and lies
Life after death
Death after life
YellowClose your eyes; the dark outside can't hurt you.Yellow4 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
The warm air as July melted into August. Brilliant orange licked at the hillside mere miles away. Smoke rose, charcoal against the inky sky, and it felt like being underwater, like drowning, like dying. Ashes filled our lungs. We breathed in the static mountain towns, breathed in the static mountain people.
And I'll never desert your bedside, so close them tight.
I turned off the light. I could still see you anyway, and I could breathe now without all that yellow. Thick yellow spilling like paint from the single lamp, all over the bed and the floor, all over us. The translucent blue of the moon crept away before, but that was only because of the yellow. Yellow, yellow. You looked like you had a heart when you wore just the moon and the occasional shadow.
The stars are so glad that they've found you, and on the blankets that surround you, they shine their lig
A tragedy for the agesWhat if...A tragedy for the ages4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What if what?
Im. Im sorry.
What? Nothings youre fault. Youre being stupid
Im sorry sosorry sorrysorrysorry
Because of the golden rule.
Do unto others? What does that have to do with anything?!
As I would have them do unto me. So Im sorry, eversosorry
I still dont-
Of... of course you wouldnt Im just clinical.
Clinical? Youre not making sense, sit down-
Exactly! Youve missed the ferry.
No, the point.
Youre scaring me.
Maybe. Maybe. Im sorry. I dont mean to.
Just forget it.
It never happened. How can I forget something that never happened?
Please just sit-
It hasnt happened beca
Chapter Seven:Map of the WorldCHAPTER SEVENChapter Seven:Map of the World4 years ago in Teen More Like This
I watched as he drank whiskey from a mug with a smiling snowman painted on it. There wasnt much light to watch by; the single lamp in the room cast shadows on everything it found. He glanced over at me, lips still parted as he drew the mug away from them, as if he was going to say something. Instead he set down the liquor with a dull thud on a side table and closed his mouth.
He looked at me and I looked back, taking in his features. Skinny, with long legs curled in to his chest and a lot of short, straight brown hair. And plain. His looks were pleasant, but boring. Cookie cutter. Whatever.
His fingers slipped back around the handle of the snowman mug and rested there for a while before he picked it up and drank from it again.
He asked my name.
Good question, let me think about that.
Matt, I lied smoothly. Matt Reed. There was no need for him to know anything about me. Hell, I didnt know him, either, though I was pretty sure he was tell
Constructed Of PaperBrendon loves Jon in the way that Jon will sing stupid songs with him; Jon will put Brendon on his shoulders when neither of them can reach the box in the top of the closet; Jon will drive Brendon to the nearest Starbucks even if they have to be on stage in an hour; Jon always shares his bunk when Brendon cant sleep, even if the air conditioning on the bus stops working and everyone is cramped and hot.Constructed Of Paper4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Brendon is in love with Jon.
Its not something Brendon realizes suddenly, like an epiphany in the middle of a grocery store parking lot. His feelings grow inside of him from the moment he meets Jon, sitting on the Academy bus with Tom talking about one of the settings on Toms new camera. It hadnt even started when Jon started to sing Aladdin with Brendon; it had been before that, when theyd first made eye contact. Something had snuck into Brendons brain, traveled down through his veins and arteries and into his heart, and squeezed.
Chapter Six: Map of the WorldCHAPTER SIXChapter Six: Map of the World4 years ago in Teen More Like This
I opened the door, to see my mother's face, expression set and hard. "We need to talk," she told me, sounding calm but not at all happy. "Come in the kitchen."
Fighting back against my impulses, I didn't roll my eyes or make any sarcastic comments, just followed her into the small-ish kitchen and sat down at the round wooden table. She took a seat across from me, staring me down.
"We've switched you."
"Wh...what?" I had absolutely no clue what she was talking about. Switched me? Well, that was ominous sounding.
"Out of the program."
"Program?" I repeated. I didn't know I was part of a program.
"Someone else is taking care of Sky now. The principal wanted to speak to me and make sure everything was going fine between him and you.I told him it wasn't."
I stared at her, hurt beyond imagination. "You...you..."
"I'm sorry about this news."
"News? News? How can you be sorry for something you deliberately did? This is....oh my god..." I got up quickly, outraged, the chair h
Chapter Three:Map of the WorldCHAPTER THREEChapter Three:Map of the World4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I leaned in, giving his hand a gentle squeeze and lifting my other up to brush his hair back behind his ear. But he turned away again, frowning. I silently cursed myself and gazed up at the ceiling expressionlessly.
Im sorry, I shouldnt have said that, he said, sighing heavily.
Because its too early. And dont tell me its not, because it is. I can say I have some stupid crush on you, fine, but I cant tell you that I love you. I mean it but I dont know if I can believe it yet. I want to, August. I do. Because I meant what I said, I I just dont know if it can be true. You know?
I closed my eyes, my head still tilted up. I dont know. I think I dont know. I drew in a deep breath, finally letting myself turn and look at him when I felt his unseeing gaze on me.
It felt stupid to be th
Chapter Two: Map of the WorldCHAPTER TWOChapter Two: Map of the World5 years ago in Teen More Like This
I tried to stare as intently as possible at the combination lock, but my eyes inevitably found their way elsewhere. At last I managed to concentrate enough to open it, taking the bundle of fabric out and handing it to the boy standing next to me. Right next to me.
Heres your clothes, I mumbled, stepping back away from him as he started to rapidly get undressed. I wondered for a moment whether he heard me or not over the buzz of all the other guys talking and banging lockers shut, but realized it didnt matter anyway. Not to mention I was very distracted at the moment. My eyes traveled slowly down smooth, soft looking skin for a moment until I tore them away, stuttering excuses.
I-I need to get some-something out of my locker, I said quickly, walking away hurriedly with my head down, gaze on the concrete floor. I reached my locker, leaning against it, glad that my view of Sky was completely obstructed by a row of pale or