nother day of school xDso in art class, I pissed off my art teacher by spending the class fixing my lip ring XD. I told him that it was more important that drawing faces X'D.
THEN, in study skills, two kids and my teacher mr.mc.glinn was talking about a senior field trip and he was like "yeah, I'm gonna go, I'm gonna wear my Spedo and go swimming" and I made a disgusted face and fake gagged XD. mr.glinn said to me "bet you liked that?" and I was like "no, that gave me horrible, horrible images" XD.
so at lunch I was describing how they made chicken nuggets XD. I said "they probably stuff a live chicken in this death machine and chop up the chicken and BAM! CHICKEN NUGGETS! and the kectup? yeah, that's the blood of the chicken" XD
The Beast and the Harlot ch. 1The Beast and the Harlot ch. 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
"You're such a fucking pig!" Brian yelled as he slapped his boyfriend hard across the face. Tears began to well in Zacky's eyes as he felt the pain in his cheek where Brian's hand just collided with it. "Oh, you're gonna cry? The little baby's gonna cry?" Brian said before slapping Zacky again on his other cheek. "Look at yourself, Zacky!" Brian yelled, lifting up Zacky's too-tight Misfits shirt and poked at his stomach. "Do you like being such a fatass? Do you think I like being seen with you? You're a fucking whale! I'm embarrassed to be seen with you!" Zacky looked down at his stomach, tears streaming down his face now. He belly wasn't exactly flat; but he wouldn't consider himself a whale. Though, if Brian said it, it must be true...
"I-I'm sorry, Brian." Zacky said quietly. "I'll try to do better, I promise." Brian threw the plate Zacky was just eating off of towards the sink, shattering it.
"You fucking better! Pretty soon you won't be able to fit throu
Brusied and Scarred: 29 [Alex/Kellin Collab]Bruised and Scarred: Part Twenty-Nine [Alex Gaskarth/Kellin Quinn Collab]Brusied and Scarred: 29 [Alex/Kellin Collab]3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I felt like you do when you get really sick as a kid, and stay home from school. Where everything - the sky, the sun, the grass - seems so much brighter, since you're at home. But everything hurts more, because even though you don't have to go to school, the fact is, you're still sick, and you still feel like shit. I felt like I was wrapped in cotton, like I was stuck in sand. Everything felt cold, and noises sounded ten times louder than normal. I jumped when Jack shifted in bed next to me. And I shook when he sat up and said my name.
How could I have fallen in love with someone so fast? How could it possibly hurt so much?
"Alex, I think you should eat something." Jack voiced, putting his hand on my shoulder. I tensed, and nodded mechanically. He shuffled out of the bed, and came to stand next to me. He took my hand in his, and helped me up before leading me down to the kitchen.
EscapeEscapeEscape3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Escape is futile. Escape is useless. I'll never be free from this place.
I am of age, yet I am treated like I am fourteen. I have freedom, unless she says no.
I wish to flee this town, and flee from those who make me angry. But I can't. Not while the others who make me feel like I'm worth are around.
But then, eventually, they'll be gone too. And I'll be stuck here
Let me live, give me space, let me breathe. You wonder why I am always out when you are about? Because my friends do not judge me like you do.
I can't tell you my dreams, my fears, my wishes or what I hope to be. I'll be laughed at, shunned or put down Yet again.
The wall earns my wrath, each blow threatening to crack it. Each slice of the blade threatens to wield new blood. The bruises form, the cuts are tiny scabs dotting my skin. I hide away, praying no one sees.
When I am at work, I am asked why my hands barely move and why I gasp in pain while I work. An accident, I tell them, and they move on. They