Love At First Fright ch. 14Morning came all too fast for the still recovering boys, heads throbbing heavily. Corey let out a small whine as he slide his eyes open and tried to readjust to the room. He began to sit up, then stopped when he remembered that Joey was still fast asleep on his chest. Looking down, he saw that the raven haired beauty was already stirring, waking up slowly as well. Tilting his head up, two pairs of beautiful icy eyes met another and a smile formed across Joey's face.Love At First Fright ch. 143 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Morning you." Corey whispered, careful not to wake up everybody else who was still passed out.
"My head hurts like a mother fucker " Joey grumbled, resting his head back on the blonde's chest.
"Lets get you some food and water then. It'll help." Corey nodded and helped the boy up, cradling him close to his chest like you would an infant. Progress to the kitchen was slow, but they eventually made it down. Joey collapsed at the table grumbling as Corey shifted through some of the cabinets to find the smaller
Get Jinxxed .:5:.Get Jinxxed .:5:.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
I stopped myself before saying anything more to him.
How do I tell him? What do I say? When I tell him, will he like me back or will he hate me?
I looked at Jinxx again and saw what was making me fall for him. It was everything about him. He was funny, sweet and cute. I would do anything to have him with me.
I saw him rub the scar on his arm and I sighed, clearing my mind again.
"Jinxx " I started out again.
Jinxx didn't say anything. Just stared at me, like he could see right through me.
"I-I .um I I " I stuttered
"You like me, don't you, Rae." Jinxx asked.
My mouth was frozen shut before I could say anything.
How did he know I was going to say that?
I nodded slowly and looked away a bit.
"The truth is, I I really like you too ." Jinxx said, rubbing the back of his head and blushing a dark red.
I quickly looked at him again and gasped silently.
Andy, Ashley, Jake and Christian all were hiding outside of my room, listening to Jinxx's
PoisonThose aluring eyesPoison3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
his gentle kiss
Both seemingly perfect
yet so dangerous
With a voice deep and magical
you'll think he's divine
But don't fall for his act
cause it happens all the time
I love you more - Brusnop - oneshot"Aaaahhh Danny!" Ben shrieked as Danny kept poking him. Ben had a lot of weak spots when it came to poking, and Danny knew them all. Ben ran to the couch and jumped on it, to stop Danny from making him trip. It didn't stop Danny though. He jumped onto the couch, right on top of Ben. Danny sat on top of him and tickled him like mad. "Ahh! Dan- Dan- Danny Ahhh!!!" Ben shrieked with laughter. Danny leant down, still tickling him and whispered in his ear, "You should be saying that in a whole different way." "W-what?" Ben asked out of breath. Danny leaned up, getting red. "N-nothing." He said loosely. He got off of Ben and walked away awkwardly. Ben wasn't satisfied though. He ran after him and started tickling him. "Ahh noooo!" Danny shrieked. "Merci! Merci!" "Revenge!" Ben laughed evilly. "Stop! Stooop!" Danny shrieked. "Can- 't breath !" Ben stopped worriedly. "Are you okay?" Danny looked up at him with a grin, as he jumped on him. Ben fell baI love you more - Brusnop - oneshot2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Traffic School songThe Traffic School song3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The Traffic School Song
By Kirk Hammett (Of MetallicA)
I will drive 55. .. When stated!!
And I will drive 35. ..When I'm not late yea
25 in school zone .. Means no injuries or broken bones
And I don't mean to groan . When I swear not to drive stoned!!!
And I will drive the speed limit ..
-Cause look we're all in traffic school-
Again and Again - Austlan - Ch1"Come on Ash, rollercoasters are fuuun!" Austin chimed while pulling his best friend, Alan, with him. Alan gave in on him and let his best friend pull him into the rollercoaster. There weren't many people waiting for it; there were about 3 people for them. While they were waiting Alan just stared at the ground nervously while Austin was bouncing up and down enthusiastically. Alan sighed and fiddled with his hands. He really didn't like rollercoasters.Again and Again - Austlan - Ch12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Suddenly Alan felt two strong arms around him. He looked at his stomach to see his best friend's fingers lacing, showing that he wasn't planning on letting go anytime soon. He felt how his best friend laid his head on his own and how Austin kissed his head for just a split second. "Don't be scared, Ash. It'll be okay." He murmured into his hair. Alan slowly looked up and locked eyes with his best friend. They both smiled at each other, Austin reassuringly and Alan thankfully. Austin kissed Alan's forehead before letting go of him and pull
One Leftxi.One Left3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I saved all my best words
(You deserve so much more.)
You were angry
before I could have a chance to explain.
Had you stayed, I could have told you;
I only meant that you were a puzzle.
(I just can't figure you out.)
You've been where I have,
but you were never in this deep.
Or at least you never told me about it.
don't pretend to understand.)
I write about space
to fill it with all the stars
you never look at.
(Stop watching your feet when you walk.)
If I'm holding too tightly,
it's only because I'm afraid.
It's a cliche;
but it's not me.
It really is you.
I'm only that vulnerable around you.
(I can only be that vulnerable
It took me a year to realize
I was lying when I said "not like that - "
I meant it exactly like that.
(You clever boy, you, figuring it out before I did.)
I want to know what you saw in me
that made you stop. I want to know
why you think I'm better than I
Complicated LifeComplicated Life3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Complicated life, complicated ways..
Everyday we fight just for another day..
We live for the future..
We cling to the past..
And we never enjoy the present..
As long as it lasts.
We fall for those who'd never be ours..
And we spend sad and lonely hours.
We forget who love us,
We forget who really cares,
And run behind illusions
And all we find is tears.
We take a moment to judge others
But never admit that we're wrong
And we hurt others just to show
That we're the ones who are strong.
Complicated life, complicated ways,
But it's us who make it more complicated
With every passing day.
What Am I?I am something that opens and closesWhat Am I?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Which clings against itself with clicks
I look as if I'm silver; but I never tarnish
You'll find me on a sleeping mat
After I was born by the blacksmith years ago
My taste is metallic-like, although I'm not meant to eat
I would've protected you during medieval times
But now I may just adorn you
I'm tough, and I don't break easily
I may bend, but you'd have to break me down
You could find me in many different places
Like maybe under your nose
Although I'm not really that big
But I may fit on your finger
If it was as small as a twig
Dinner Date - SynackyI sat at the elegantly decorated table, drumming my fingers against the tablecloth. It was a luxury for me to be in a restaurant -- I wasn't exactly rich. I yawned a bit. It was a Saturday, so I didn't have to work that day, but I was still tired from working the midnight shift at Taco Bell. Open 'til 2 AM who the fuck came up with that idea, anyways?Dinner Date - Synacky3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I put my head on the table and I was almost about to fall asleep, but then I noticed a waiter approaching me. A pretty good-looking waiter, at that. I sat up quickly.
"Hello," the waiter greeted me in a monotone voice. He sounded bored, like he hated his job. "My name's Brian, and I'll be serving you this evening."
Oh yes, a boring waiter. Might as well mess around with him, have a little fun. "Hi Brian, I'm Zacky. It's a pleasure meeting you, and I do hope that we can continue to talk even after this dinner." I stuck out my hand, offering for him to shake it. Brian looked at me like I was growing extra fingers, and I turned my hand
lets change the worldi sit here drinking cold coffee on a monday afternoon; and i listen to the creaks silence makes and the sad words in a song on repeat, but i can't seem to feel. sometimes i cry because i want so many things its hard to concentrate on what i have and sometimes i want to close my eyes forever and just stay in my dreams.lets change the world3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
i want to take photos that make people realize beauty is everywhere-and i want to tell people how beautiful they are when i see them. i want to sing songs and make people smile and feel soft inside like a freshly baked cookie. i want to walk down the street and look and see trees blowing in the breeze and little girls laughing and men smiling as they hear them. i want to be selfless and make the world a better place, and sometimes all these wants just get to me and i can't figure out what to do first.
and we're the generation of change-we hold the attention of the world and we grasp the sadness that we contain and how it can change us into horrible people or beautiful one
Maybe I Need YouYou are my lightning.Maybe I Need You3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
No thunderous warning, just swift and silent.
Set me on fire and burn me alive,
Leaving my bones exposed, blackened and burned.
There are bruises in my arm, and my veins are spread like angel wings,
But the only thing I've been shooting is stars since I met you.
You're tracing electricity across my skin,
I can feel you in the tips of my
Toes hair fingers spine.
Love me, I begged, palms wide open.
Just love me.
I'm a coin set on edge,
Sent spinning madly across the table.
But I'm running out of turn,
Juddering, clattering, in my electric chair,
Finally going flat.
Heads or tails?
I swear you can hear my heart beat
Me black and blue,
Attacking with all it's got.
There's no defibrillator shocking me back to life,
And it's telling me, no, not this time. You can't. You can't.
Maybe I can.
(When it rains, it pours
And with every pore,
Maybe I want you.)
Maybe I want to be the first thing you see in the morning,
And the last thing on the insides of your eyelids.
There She GoesThere she goesThere She Goes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That girl who is always smiling and laughing
The one who always has the advice
The one who always knows...
How to bring a smile to someone's face.
She always looks so happy
Like as if her life is perfect
Like as if everything is bright in her world.
But nobody knows
That at night
After a call with her father
Who lives so, so, so far away
She cries herself to sleep.
She sleeps with a broken heart
Tears stain her cheeks and her pillow
Her father is the most dearest to her
And he's so far away
She can't smell the familiar scent he has
Of After-Shave and spice
Just thinking about the divorce
Has her body shakingwith sobs
Nobody knows that this perfectly happy girl
Had suffered through,
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
And yet she still smiles...
don't tell me i'm an insomniacand she tells me, "because of youdon't tell me i'm an insomniac3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
i've been happier than a worm with
depression being murdered by a bird."
she's been given a reason to live;
so she can die happy.
first.i'm a girl and you're a sunrise, letting me watch you burn across the sky. i'm not pretty enough to be you, not smart enough to catch you when you fall. i dig my fingernails into your palm, not wanting to let you go. you know how it is. you're a boy, and i'm something that could have been.first.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
you curl your fingers over the frets. we could've been something great. my guitar's hanging next to the television. i wonder if you sold yours. was it too painful? there's still static, smoke curling across a frigid landscape. i used to write songs, you know. don't get too confident; they weren't all about you.
gosh. it seems like eons ago. autumn nights are so cold on the island, but we're warm. the cabins are empty, because no one takes a vacation in october. you know how it goes; we're both falling. not in love, but out of it.
i miss you like i miss not breathing. you don't notice it, but it's there. i let myself forget you a long time ago, but you're still here. an echo, mayb
seasons changeyou kissed December softly on the lips,seasons change3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
her eyelashes fluttered against your skin and
something inside of you glistened
you kissed December with a mouth that had
whispered 'i love you' many times before,
but you said this time was
the only one that mattered.
you kissed December and i know she tasted sweet,
like time being rewritten just for you.
she must have tasted like music
as her hands touched the nape of your neck.
you kissed December like she was an angel
that smoked weed in parking lots,
getting high enough to see her sisters.
you kissed her like she deserved to remember worship.
you kissed December without thinking of me,
but i held March's hand and
i never stopped dreaming of you.
FracturedWish, wish, wishingFractured3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do not forget
the living truth
as it speaks to you
finding their way
back no matter where
Blinded to everything
else in the light
Endless, eternity, aronion
beneath my heaving chest,
weaving lust, love and
lovely lust and the instinct
that this is the path.
I am fixated
on the words
that you said
where a french kiss
should be like a dance
and I'm just trying
stuck like glueit started with lightbulbs, and it ended with jail.stuck like glue4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
and when she looked back on it it seemed suitable, like the lightbulb he dropped on her desk was the universe's way of saying that this [whatever this was] was a great idea.
but it wasn't just lightbulbs. every day there was something new, a perfectly random little something dropped on her desk without a word of acknowledgment, like a cat bringing home dead things as gifts [but much cuter, of course] and every day she would tap her fingers with anticipation, just waiting for him to arrive with something new.
and they were always silent in class, barely speaking more than a few words to each other [maybe because he always slept right through the lesson]. but late at night they would spend hour upon hour talking to each other, and she would struggle to keep her eyes open so that she wouldn't have to say goodnight, because she knew, after not very long at all, that he was special.
and for months they were like that - best friends, talkin
Cloak of DeceptionThe night is black as pitch.Cloak of Deception3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I listen to your words and cringe.
You're saying something I hoped never to hear.
Right now I just want to disappear.
You say you know what's happening to me.
But that's hard for me to believe.
Because I never show even a glimpse of what it is I hold,
Within this frozen chamber called my soul.
I'm afraid to look you in the eyes.
You want me to lift the mask but don't you realize,
I wove this cloak of deception to keep you safe.
And my world has grown as dark as the grave.
There's so much that is below its surface.
So much more to this.
You beg to know the truth.
And say you understand the sadness of youth.
But I think I know better what will happen if I do.
Are you sure you really want to see,
This hidden side of me?
That I keep smothered beneath this cloak of deception.
Are you sure you want to glimpse what's inside my perceptions?
The truth is all I need.
Somehow those words are hard to heed.
I know what's real but its not what you want to see.
Get Jinxxed .:2:.Get Jinxxed .:2:.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
I woke up with the bright sun shining in my face; it's warmth hitting my face.
"Uh what time is it?" I said, still half asleep.
I glanced at my alarm clock which said 8:34 on it.
I tossed on my bed and I sat up.
"What a dream." I said, out loud to myself.
I got up and glanced around my room, hoping to find what I'm looking for.
I walked to my desk, which has my laptop and my printer.
I open a drawer and I grabbed a blue covered journal that had my name embroidered in gold on it.
I plopped back on to my bed and I opened the journal up to the next clean page and started writing.
It was a habit for me to get up and write in my journal every morning.
After a few minutes of writing in my journal, I placed it on my bed and I walked to my dresser mirror.
I stared long and hard at my refection.
I had a heart-shaped face, black hair and icy blue eyes and pale skin. Like everyone said in the Jinkai Clan, I had my mother's face. I had small hands and small feet. My legs were long, so that ma
I need a day off - Brusnop - oneshotDanny lay on his bed and sighed. "BOOOOOOORED" He whined to himself. "Let's watch some porn!" He decided. He stood up and walked downstairs to his TV. "Wait I don't even have any porn " He let himself fall to the ground and stared into nothing. After a few minutes of daydreaming he got reminded of this little strip club he drove past a few days ago. He stood up. "Let's see what it's like in there." He walked upstairs to get himself into a pair of lose pants, so his boner wouldn't get killed by the tight pants he wore before.I need a day off - Brusnop - oneshot2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He stepped into his car and drove to the little strip club. He walked in and asked the lady behind the desk if he could get someone to strip for him. The lady looked into the computer and nodded. "Sure." She sent him in and told him to just sit down on a chair; his stripper would be there in a minute. She walked away and called someone to her. "Ben, go do that man over there, please." Ben gasped and bit his lip. "I can't do him." The lady giggled. "You l
Get Jinxxed .:4:.Get Jinxxed .:4:.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"I-I-I don't know when." I said.
Andy got up and walked to the door.
"It better be soon. Cuz there's a lot of girls who are just like you who would love to date Jinxx." He said before walking out of my room.
I stood next to my bed, but I couldn't sit down. The thought of Jinxx being with another girl froze me.
Andy sat on a chair, staring at the TV.
"Hey Jinxx, uh..Rae has something to tell you in her room " Andy said
Jinxx just stared at the TV, watching some guy be an ass to a police officer.
"Dude." Andy said, snapping his fingers in front of Jinxx's face.
Jinxx tore his eyes away from the TV and gave Andy a glare.
"I heard you. I'll talk to her after this damn show is over." Jinxx said, snapping at Andy
Andy laid back in his chair and sighed. Something was up with Jinxx.
Jinxx sighed and sank his back in the couch and looked down at the ground.
Suddenly the room fell silent. The TV was shut off and no one was saying anything. Either they were all lost in their own thoughtr
I Can Be LoveOnce again I've left you with nothing but a smile and a hug when everything in me wanted to leave you with so much more.I Can Be Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Any girl could give you a smile or a hug and I don't want to be just any girl.
I don't want to, I'm scared but the thought of not telling you is tearing me from the inside out.
If I let you go without letting you know, I won't become what I've been striving for ever since I decided to stash all my fears away into the corners of my mind and my heart.
I'm terrified of you.
Everything about you is too unreal, in the sense where you're everything I want and everything I can't have - all at the same time.
You smile at me and I wonder how you can compliment mine, when yours is so beautiful, so genuine.
You always try to be there for me if I need you, whether you were busy, tired or already sleeping.
Your stories and your texts have me grinning for days and days after.
(I even keep a few of your texts so I can read them whenever I miss you.)
Wait for me, okay?"I've missed you," he said under his breath, as though he hoped laying his heart bare to her would be easier if done quietly. He paused, shuffling his feet, trying to think of the right words to say. He had never been good with words. There was a certain skill to translating your feelings into exactly the right sounds, to making yourself effectively and elegantly understood, and he had none of it. He sighed. "You know I'm no poet, Katie. Remember how you always had to help me with my English essays? I'd write them, then you'd take them apart and put them back together so they actually made sense. You were the writer, the speaker, you had the way with words. But now I'll just have to try my best."Wait for me, okay?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He bit his lip; even now, when he had all the opportunity in the world to talk to her and no-one to interrupt, he couldn't say what he wanted to. The words danced out of reach, swirling around his head, refusing to organise themselves and march out of his mouth in an orderly line. But al