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DOODL3 T1M3---[GC] gallowsCalibrator began trolling [CG] carcinoGeneticist---DOODL3 T1M31 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
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*goes to make sure she washes off her walls and uses only her /BEST/ c
Add That-Hetalia ParodyWendy's, McD's, BKAdd That-Hetalia Parody1 year 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 83 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 deci
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 direMad Mad World Chapter 31 year 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
Gilbert:
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
Antonio:
Gilbert got it goin', can you handle his meters?
Francis is your lover and will give you love fever
Francis:
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 y
Bite Me part3An arm wrapped around America's throat and pulled back harshly. The superpower hissed and thrashed about.Bite Me part32 years ago in Drama More Like This
"I leave you for five minutes! Five fucking minutes! This is so. Not. Awesome!" Prussia said, struggling with the vampire.
America took hold of his arm and swung him over his shoulder. Prussia didn't hit the ground as expected, but went through it.
The American looked around with crazed eyes and found that Prussia had reappeared in front of England.
"America you moron! Use your fucking head! You're making a big mistake here!"
America crouched and tried to pounce on Prussia, growling in frustration when he just went through him.
"You
lurking trijan refrainlurking trijan refrain1 year 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;
lurking along,
lurking along
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
breton amour fou5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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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. 123 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
-Sports commentator
"Pythons kill their prey by strangling them. They make great house pets. (Filling in the missing connections--not)
-Children's encyclopedia
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.
W: Yes.
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
In Other NewsIn Other NewsIn Other News3 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,
B
RagamanNo one needed to speakRagaman3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing had to be said
Nausea
And tears
Just swelling like the moon
In the summer
Each lined with a thread of
Unexplainable happiness
The bird is the bat,
You say,
Because they both fly,
And the cigarette
Is the car, the noose, the love
They all let me die
In peace
Alone
Lined with a thread of
Irrevocable happiness
Somewhere
In somebody's grasp
Feeling so lost, so lone
Instead of
Twisted and turned around
By one
So much stronger
Than my rusted metal
My chains
My beautiful façade
Falling through that unnoticed seam
Between skyscrapers
Lying in the shadows so deep in the sea
Those shado
The Seven Ages of EmmaAll the world is a planet,The Seven Ages of Emma3 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,
S
If The Dead Rise AgainOn the barren landIf The Dead Rise Again3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lies the barren form
Smooth and endless
Again
It almost is but isn't.
With silent noise
Like a subtle cut through deep water
With feeble sunlight
Filtering through
I descend
Talons touching nothingness
Beside this beauty
That is termination
Born with ingenious things
That let me
Take the flesh from the bone
So simply
Wanting to gain the intelligence this skin once saw
He stares at me
Eyes like tinted glass
Pleading
If you shall not let me live
Then let me die
Alone
Slender form stretched
Telling to me this beauty
That is termination
White lips and red teeth
Asking, and answering
The vulture, te
.:to whom it may concern:.To Whom It May Concern,.:to whom it may concern:.3 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
disposable camerasHer brain is scattered,disposable cameras3 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
jumbled mess.
"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
nonetheless.
"I am who I am,"
She explains with an ink splattered smirk.
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 Story3 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.
Saying, listen.
"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 flowere
Relative Dimensions Chap 2Chapter 2- KrisRelative Dimensions Chap 23 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 no
I am nothingFront row tickets to theI am nothing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Underground shows
Chalk lines
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 bl
A tragedy for the ages“What if...”A tragedy for the ages4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
“What if what?”
“I’m. I’m sorry.”
“What? Nothing’s you’re fault. You’re being stupid”
“I’m sorry sosorry sorrysorrysorry”
“Why!?”
“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 I’m sorry, eversosorry”
“I still don’t-”
“Of... of course you wouldn’t I’m just clinical.”
“Clinical? You’re not making sense, sit down-”
“Exactly! You’ve missed the ferry.”
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 wasn’t 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 a
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 can’t 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.
It’s 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
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
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.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that,” he said, sighing heavily.
“Wh-why?”
“Because it’s too early. And don’t tell me it’s not, because it is. I can say I have some stupid crush on you, fine, but I can’t tell you that I love you. I mean it…but I don’t know if I can believe it yet. I want to, August. I do. Beca
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