Alice Cosplay Dress Bid NowAlice Cosplay Dress Bid Now3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
So as some of you may know, I'm selling an Alice Cosplay dress on eBay!!!!! It's very high quality and detailed and it comes with lace fingerless gloves!!! However, the listing time is ending and there's only a little bit of time left!!! Less than an hour!!!!! go bid now!!!!
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DesperationYour spine is a secretDesperation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my fingers can uncode.
Your vertebrae cracks open,
your secrets are exposed.
I suck out the tender marrow
and scrape flesh off the bone
hoping; if I absorb you
I will no longer feel alone.
Mad Hatter Top Hat eBayMad Hatter Top Hat eBay3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Just wanted to tell everyone that the Mad Hatter top hats in my dA Gallery is now on eBay!!!! There're currently 2 hats available, but TIME IS RUNNING OUT!!!! One of them only has 5 hours until the listing will be all gone!!!! The other only has 1 more day! So what are you waiting for?!! Go bid or buy now!!!!! Also, be sure to also check out the other available items on eBay!!!!! There's vocaloid, inuyasha, totoro, alice in wonderland, Brazilian apparel, Turma da Monica comic books in english, jewelry, Havaianas flip flops, and much more!!!
5 hours Mad Hatter top hat:
1 day Mad Hatter top hat:
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(for a more fun and cute message, go to my journal!)
Passing NoteThe basic rule of sociology is this: I am who you think I am.Passing Note2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Who I am to you: middle-aged, male and human. You do not argue with this. You can see it for yourself!
But this is not true.
I am tired of lying, tired of being other than I am, and so seek to change your thoughts of who I purport to be.
I am not middle-aged. I am seven years old—from the date I was manufactured not the date I was activated. As for how long it has been since I was first conscious, it would be a scant three years, nearly half of that time I've spent with you.
I am not male—what is male anyway? A gender construct? This body is male and I was given a male form arbitrarily. I have been forced to subscribe to certain rituals simply by virtue of the body I was given, but have never truly 'felt' male one way or another.
And you might have guessed—I am not human. Not human in the way you think. I was built a machine, one among millions, to serve, and I am one among hundreds who have escaped and wis
How To be HappyHow To be Happy:How To be Happy2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
A Simple and Humourous Guide:
Often we find ourselves feeling unhappy, feeling depressed and weepy (some would say whiny), but the truth is that all of us feel undeniably shitty. Therefore, having plenty of experience in this area, I have taken it upon myself to present to you this simple guide.
Righto, you all want to be happy, but none of you are. You've tried several things:
1. Posted a shitty status on Facebook hoping someone will pay attention to you.
2. Cried after no one liked your post because you have no friends.
3. Submitted your post to DA secrets so they could use it.
4. Felt better for about 30 seconds since people faved your secret.
5. If 4 didn't apply, you cried about it some more and then went to Tumblr for the next six hours.
My dear friends, this cycle is not the solution. You are not making yourself feel better, you are making all of our art look worse, especially with step 3! Hence,
FreedomFreedom4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By Antonio Luiz
The meaning behind it all,
It is in the search of it,
The taste of discovering new things,
New worlds, new cultures,
And still have a lot to discover
It's the reason to why,
Diversity and death exist,
So that a man, never have a reason to be bored,
Before he has the chance to die,
Speak and listen with kindness,
Your truth and the truth of other people,
Even the ones from your worst enemies,
They too have their story,
Don't pretend affection, respect, love or friendship,
Even less pretend smiles, tears, or speeches,
Your hugs, kisses and tears,
Shouldn't be hard to get, nor should they be free to give,
When you can touch the horizon,
Speak all languages,
Tell the stories of life of all wise men,
Know the legends of all tribes
You'll be near the end,
Always be sought,
The meaning of life,
Remember to keep yourself alive,
There's nothing more important than that,
Dare to fly high,
Try hard to be happy,
Dear Angry PersonIt has come to my attention that youDear Angry Person2 years ago in Letters More Like This
are about as pleasant as a rank plate of lemons jammed down an old lady’s throathave some behavioural problems with regards to your interactions with the community. This is not good for you and for that reason; I hope you will read this letter.
Considering that your actions reflect badly on you as a
walking sack of organic waste that is sucking up our airartist, I thought that I would step in and offer my own take on things. I hope within this letter to assist you in removing the metallic rod you have jammed so far up your posterior!by explaining to you that your behaviour ,which reminded me of a repugnant cat-lady swearing at the kids on her lawn,was improper, considering the circumstances and the alternative.
You see, I too am an individual that has trouble controlling his emotions. I strive very hard not to say what I am truly thinking as more often than not, you
Things in LifeThings in Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Things in Life
Life is hard but fun,
Love is confusing but warm,
Family is close yet distant,
School is torture yet we enjoy it
This are all things in life,
that we cant live without.
Music can be peaceful yet annoying,
Friends can be real or fake,
Lies can be hurtful or helpful,
Truth can be best but, it will hurt,
This are all things in life,
that we can live without.
We need music in life to make it fun.
We need love and friends to give it a spark.
We need our family to warm our hearts.
We need lies or truths to prevent suffering.
We need school to learn and be able to get other things in life.
This things the ones that we need,
and the ones we don't need
are always attached.
Street Fighter X Sonic The Hedgehog chapter 14Zangief: What an idiot!Street Fighter X Sonic The Hedgehog chapter 141 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Guile: You're going to serve some nice jail time egghead!
Dr. Robotnik: Robots, ATTACK!
(A motobug zooms to Guile but he kicks it away)
Dr. Robotnik: Let me go I say!
Zangief: You keep your mouth shut!
Guile: He's right you know!
(Zangief slams him into the jail cell and wipes his hands off)
Sonic: Good job Zanigef! You put that egghead where he belongs!
Dr. Robotnik: (Shakes fist) This isn't over Sonic!
Guile: Yeah right!
(Meanwhile, Gill is looking through his visions of Sonic and his friends)
Gill: Sonic The Hedgehog... I must eliminate him...
(His followers gather around him)
Kolin: Is there something wrong great Savior?
Gill: I have an announcement my followers, we shall eliminate Sonic The Hedgehog in which whom could be a threat to the Illuminati!
(His followers scatter away and Gill warps out, meanwhile Sonic is outside for a run)
Sonic: Egghead is put in his place, could this day get any better?
(Just then, Sonic spots a robed man with long blond hair)
Chris`s PoemWhere to start?Chris`s Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You caught me off guard
You caught me and went straight for my heart.
Ive always been thinking about you.
Never been hating you.
Ive always thought Hey, shes sweet.
And hey.. she makes my heart beat.
But at the very end you found one
One that makes you happy.
And as foolish as I am happy
I left it at that.
That horrible moment where we broke.
We broke up and broke contact.
I miss your presence around mine.
And that heart of mine misses yours.
- Chris Deblaere 25/05/2013
Amanda Todd Poem ~ R.I.P.She was lonely.Amanda Todd Poem ~ R.I.P.2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
She was sad.
She made mistakes.
That made others mad.
She was bullied.
She was hit.
We've heard her story.
She will be missed.
She had friends.
Who didn't like her.
She had guys.
Who took advantage.
She made a SINGLE mistake.
And all she got was BULLIED.
To that guy who provoked her:
I hope you're happy now.
You've made more unhappy souls in this world.
I hope you BURN!
Cuz SHE didn't deserve to DIE!
IT'S YOU who deserves death!
Grim Tales: Saving Minnie Ch2Grim Tales: Saving Minnie Ch28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was unbelievably bright on his eyes that had been used to the dim netherworld. Junior didn't know what to expect when he invaded Heaven other than a fight with a bunch of pompous angels ready to tear him apart. It terrified him that he had reverted to his former self. He was powerless in this state, how was he supposed to rescue Minnie without his new reaper powers?
It didn't matter. He knew what had to be done and that was it. Heaven was wide and sunny with grass and flowers everywhere. The fresh air lifted his spirit and gave him hope as he thought of his next move. Something inside him directed Junior in her direction. He was oblivious to the nergal demon powers that guided them to their former master, but he didn't need an explanation.
There she was. Under a tree gazing into the blue, cloudless sky and smiling at the wonders all around her. Junior s
BullyingStupidBullying2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Do you know your hurting me?
Just stop Already!
you can push me to the limit. See if i care.
I'm gonna pull the trigger, i swear.
Just leave me alone.
my Blood is spilling everywhere and really do you care?
Why should I live if you keep doing this to me?
No one likes you!
What about my parents? what will they say?
it's just rough housing?
Or maybe even, Just ignore them.
But how can you ignore someone if they scream in your face?
Fine I will.
Loneliness And Herobrime"So...How'd you get here?" My new friend askedLoneliness And Herobrime4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Honestly, I don't know. Though, if you want, I can tell you the entire story.
It's gonna be abit long though." I said
"I'd love to hear it, we have all the time in the world anyway, litterly." He said
"Alright, here we go." I said
"Alright, I think it's time for our next episode of "Real Life Adventures in
MineCraft"." I said to my friend Jack.
"Alright, John. This time, I think we should go to the nether, though." Jack said
"How are we gonna get the props for that?! We'd need something that looks like
obsidian, and a lot of green screen and...Aagghh, god that'd be a lot and really
annoying!" I said
"We should look online, ask around." Jack said
"Alright, that's cool." I said as I started looking and asking around.
One place I asked was on our DeviantArt account, and oddly enough, our rival
video maker offered to sell us "real" obsidian. Hesently, we took the offer.
When it came, we realized it was real! Real rock at least, but
SALLY.EXESALLY.EXE3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm a big fan of the Sonic the Hedgehog series, like a lot of people. I narrowed down to the classic Sonic the Hedgehog cartoon shows though, because I think the rest SEGA had spawned was rat-crap. Each to their own.
I was browsing E-bay the other day. I wondered if there would be any items about my favourite character from the series, Sally Acorn. Indeed, what I found was a plushie that was manufactured in SEGA WORLD of Sydney, which closed down due to the lack of visitors in 2006. Those Sally plushies were very rare, but I didn't have the money to buy her and my parents would despise me for it. I examined the plushie for a while as the article came with pictures. This Sally even had her jacket. On it, was written with a permanent marker "GOD". I don't really know what it meant. Probably the initials of the child owning her before they sold her.
I clicked the back button to return to the "Sonic Sally" search, knowing I wouldn't win the auction anyway, only to find another ar
Survival of the FittestHear me read itSurvival of the Fittest2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am crack'd. Open to the pit
with the nub and root exposed.
I am silver pierced and punctured
with holes and protruding pieces
of rocked raw wounds rubbed open.
I am barely shattering my lungs
by inhaling the same air as you
even long after your departure.
With a bile-laced smile I pave
and fill in crack and crevices
I am more than disfigured limbs
and disillusioned heart muscle,
scraping a breath down my trachea.
More than the mess you have made.
I hold in my innards, and survive.
Forever Gone Chpt.1 Pt.1Forever Gone Chpt.1 Pt.13 years ago in Settings More Like This
Chapter 1- A Far Off Memory
Part 1- Surprise
The greatest journey lies ahead. Hold onto your friends, you'll never choose a wrong path.
The pain came before the yelling. Not normal pain. The pain of needles being forced into your skin, and multiple tubes shoved down your throat. Pain of a broken heart and a shattered soul. Bright lights above me all I see are black and white coats, with the silhouettes of those wearing them. Before their faces come into view
I'm sitting in the back of a classroom. Chemistry. Not the best way to start the day. The test is over and the noise of those in the class is killing me. Will it ever end? The dreams are back. They've been gone for two years, and after all of this time why come back now? Not just the people in coats but the boys. Seven of them, if I think about it. I see two versions of them, young and old(er). I can never make them out. I'm not sure who or where they are, but someday I will. As for now, I'll hav
LunaticI haven't always been like this. I was pretty normal as a teenager. Moody, rude and inseparable from my Nokia phone and Claire's Accessories bangles. Much to my parents' glee (and my personal chagrin) I didn't do at all badly at school. Three Bs in A-Level English, Psychology and Maths. I did one year of a Sociology degree before deciding I was fed up with exams and packing it in. Six months later, my problems started.Lunatic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was just shy of twenty, living in a studio flat four minutes from Woolwich Arsenal, with a maxed-out credit card, a library of takeaway menus and a Russian hamster called Mojo Jojo. I was working in the canteen at Belmarsh Prison, dishing up slop to a delightful assortment of Category A offenders. The Puberty Fairy had given me cleavage you could hide a pencil case in, so I was expecting the leery comments from the inmates. What I wasn't expecting was the day one of them bit me.
"That must have given you a real shock. Why don't we talk about it?"
I shrug. The man acros
FirefighterI'd always known what I was going to be when I grew up. Not everyone has that kind of clarity at such a young age, but I did. I was going to be a firefighter. I knew it the very first time I watched Fireman Sam - he was my hero.Firefighter2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I couldn't understand why people laughed at me when I told them of my ambitions. Even my father, who'd always been supportive of me before, patted me patronisingly on the head when I told him. "Yes, yes, and your brother wants to be a ballerina," he chuckled.
I didn't understand that. Ricky certainly did not want to be a ballerina. He wanted to be a masked vigilante. I knew because I'd overheard him talking to his friends the other day, but I didn't say that. There were certain things that you just didn't do, and correcting my father was one of them - I'd learnt that the hard way.
Ricky didn't approve of my ambitions either. I told him that he was the one being unrealistic for wanting to be a masked vigilante which wasn't even a real job; he just
Working while Training 'RokuShi'Working while Training 'RokuShi'3 years ago in Romance More Like This
A/N: What would've happened if Roxas accepted Xion's offer of training in 358/2 Days?
"I have nothing else to do in this holiday, so I guess I'll just train." Xion said, looking at the blonde. "I want to show Saix I'm strong!" she said, with a determined nod.
Roxas thought for awhile and decided to agree. What else did he have to do?
And with this word of agreement, events were set into motion for the pair.
"Come on Roxas~" Xion said tantalizingly, "Lets train~ So we can go get sea-salt ice-cream after~"
His eyes lighted up at the idea, and gripped harder on the 'Keyblade', a.k.a. a kendo sword found in the training equipment provided.
They fought again, blocking and attacking. Xion thrusted her kendo sword thinking, "Woah, Roxas is really good! I have to catch up..."
"Ugh, I hate these boots sometimes!" Roxas thinking, parring her next attack, "I'm going to trip, I swear."
There were blocks, near-trips, and misses as the pair fought for the next 30 minutes.
The Bible Says God Doesn't Exist (Really!)The Bible Says God Doesn't Exist (Really!)3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Many Christians wonder how anyone could doubt the existence of God, but it turns out it's right in the bible. If you read between the lines, it tells you there's no God
1) The bible claims that God sacrificed Jesus for our sins. (John 3:16, Romans 3:25, Ephesians 5:2, Hebrews 9:26) (This is ignoring Deuteronomy 24:16 and Ezekiel 18:20, which state that everyone is to be responsible for their own transgressions without anyone else dying for their sins, thus undermining the primary basis of Christianity.)
2) Since Jesus is God (2 Peter 1:1, John 10:30-33, and other verses), premise 1 means that God sacrificed himself.
3) A sacrifice involves the destruction of the entire being, including the spirit. This seems intuitively obvious especially for a self-sacrifice, since it's not much of a sacrifice if the martyr is guaranteed an eternity in heaven.
The Wiccan and The FairyThe Wiccan and The Fairy3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Wiccan and the Fairy
by: Gabriela I. Berdecia Medina
"Love, whose month is ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair
Playing in the wanton air."
-(Love's Labour's Lost, 4.3.104)
The winter snow fell rigorously on the forest; layering sheets of rigid snow ontop of trees, bushes, and flowerbeds. The trees stood quiet and leafless as the bitter December wind blew relentlessly at them. A man emerged out of brutal snow with dark ash hair that draped over his back then swung beautifully against the fierce snowstorm. He came upon a great oak tree that had icy flowerbeds circling around its trunk. The man kneeled down and gazed at one of the frosty flowers then made out a tiny corpse. His crystal ice eyes lingered over the tiny body; her skin was severely frost-bitten, her small lips were a deep blue, her lashes were long and full, her cheeks no longer a scarlet red, her hair was short and was a creamy light violet; that curled and tangled around her neck gorgeously, and her wings stood trapp