Read along with Twilight prt1Book cover Love the idea of the Forbidden Fruit from Genesis blah blah but part of me is just looking at it and thinking, is Ryuk from Death Note about to make a guest appearance?Read along with Twilight prt15 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Reading the opening I could have sworn I was trying to step back into a Pride and Prejudice moment or perhaps some old Mills & Boon. Either way I was wondering why the first chapter of a so-called feel good book starts with a discussion about death?
"I loved, Noble, even." Well how do we know that only one paragraph in, I'm not instilled with any kind of feelings as I have no idea about the character!
1. First Sight
Okay here goes! I'm reading it and apparently she is wearing her favourite shirt as a fairwell gesture, to what might I ask? She is being moved from one town to another and yet I have no sense of whether that is a good or bad thing until further down when the negative "exiled" comes out.
She's a teenager isn't she? Not that I know unless I go and find more
New Moon in a NutshellHi, guys! My beautiful name is still Bella Swan and Im the happiest girl in the world! Im also the prettiest, smartest, funniest, luckiest, and most unworthy. Plus, Im the best at everything, but Im really just your average girl. Im so super special happy awesome now that I have my cold undead glittery love. Hes so wonderful! I cant believe how lucky I am to have an incredible angelic beauty like him. Now since I have a man, I no longer lead a pointless existence! After all, everyone knows that women are weak and useless on their own.New Moon in a Nutshell6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Anyway, my knight in shining sparkly perfect impenetrable armor and I were hanging out one day. Id give you more details, but thatd be no fun. We were cuddling happily on the couch, since all we want is a platonic relationship. Since were both perfect students (although hes perfecter) we were studying for school. After all, what do true loves do other than discuss classic romance novels (which I&
GOTH TESTGOTH TEST5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
-- THIS TEST WILL TELL YOU WHAT KIND OF GOTH YOU ARE. --
You can consider yourself as a lil part of Goth community if you at least like to wear black and don't like to be like other "normal" people.
If you don't, you can still do this test to know what kind of Goth you WOULD be.
Check every section and count how much answer fit to your personnality. The section which will have the most answer that fits you will tell you what kind of goth you are (or would be).
- have fun... if you want to. -
01. if :
01) you like the 80s
02) you like Goth musical bands
03) Your fashion is from the 80s
04) you like/wear fishnet (on legs, arms, body...)
05) you like/wear leather jackets
06) you like/have piercings
07) you like/put heavy make-up
08) you like/have huge hair
09) you smoke / like people who smoke
10) you don't like (other) goth fashion.
...You're a Trad Goth.
02. if :
01) you focus on the dark, sensual and mysterious side of life and death.
02) you like Victorian litterature and m
Twilight RiotIn honor of the release of "Eclipse" (okay, so that's an ironic statement), I present to you my latest anti-Twilight song. Goes to "Zoot Suit Riot" by Cherry Poppin' Daddies, as well as "Grapefruit Diet" by Weird Al. Have fun singing along to this!Twilight Riot5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
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I see it in every bookstore
Even on Burger King's front door
Posters, stickers, video games
Man, it's completely insane!
No matter where I go,
Twilight's staring right back at me
Don't know what I can do
I'm going downright crazy
Vampires all over the place
Oh, get this malarkey out of my face
More than a little bit weird
Oh, I just wish it would all disappear
Well, Miss Bella is a total fake
She makes Britney Spears look like a saint
And as for this Edward Cullen dude,
He makes Dracula seem cheap and crude
Oh, all you girls, tell me
Why you're into this stuff?
What is it you see?
It's a bunch of foolish fluff
A Dragon's LamentIt was a rainy day again in the ivory-gleaming city of Demacia, the city losing all its glorious sheen and beauty it usually had in the sunlight to a more gloomy-looking, depressing tone of grey/blue skies and heavy downpour. The citizen who were still out and about on their errands were either rushing to get their duties finished, or covering their heads with hoods, umbrellas or even newspaper rolls to cover themselves from the raindrops. One of the figures among the crowd, however, walked slower than the rest, and she hung her head low in either deep thought, or deep sorrow, leaning slightly towards the latter mentioned. Shyvana had never liked rainy days like these. It reminded her too much of that devastating day in her life, where all she knew about life changed in an instant; The smoking pillars in the distance. Her village razed and burned to ashes. The bodies of her fellow half-dragons either mutilated or incinerated and the corpses of her mother and father buried beneathA Dragon's Lament3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Grave of the Fireflies. The Grave of the Fireflies.Grave of the Fireflies.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are memories
Still breathing beneath the ground
Under these graves.
People long forgotten
That linger on.
Small points of light
On the darkest of nights
And in its own haunting way
The graveyard is beautiful.
The feeling is reminiscent
And the laughter can almost be heard
The small wings flutter
Cutting through the stilled silence.
And this haunting,
Can only be described as:
The Grave of the Fireflies.
Feeling Forever"I've got something on my mind."Feeling Forever3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"You always say 'forever'. But what does that even mean? My parents once said 'forever'. And look where it got them."
"Forever isn't just something you say."
"Then what is it?"
"Forever is something you feel. Something, that when you look at the person, you just see it. When I look at you baby, I feel forever."
You and Me Against the WorldI'll be nineteen and he'll be twenty-one. He'll be made of scars and half-truths, and I'm sewn together by unfinished stories and abandoned inspiration. They'll say it's wrong because love can't bloom from a broken past. But their warnings will fall on deaf ears because you'll be staring into my eyes in a way that whispers, "It's you and me against the world." So I'll take your hand, our fingers and destinies intertwining to create a whole new adventure.You and Me Against the World3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first months will be spent in a cramped apartment, bills and heated arguments piled up to the ceiling. I'll cry some nights because you're never home, and I'm fearing the worst. You'll walk in the door at two a.m. one morning, and I'll be in the bedroom, tears and old memories flooding my eyes. And I don't know what will be special about that night, those tears, but you'll break down. You'll hold me and apologize until your voice is hoarse. "It's you and me agai
Plain and Simple"I've been racking my brain, and I just can't figure it out."Plain and Simple3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Figure what out?"
"Why you love me."
I love you because it's as natural as breathing to me. The way you laugh, the way you smile... it's like my sunshine. Your voice, the way you hold my hand; it reminds me why I get out of bed every morning. All your insecurities and your doubts, they're nothing compared to what you can accomplish. You're everything perfect and unique. You're the most amazing person I know, simply...
"Because you're you."
Mind Over Matter? Mind Over MatterMind Over Matter?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People think of the heart
As a symbol of love
But that is not all,
The heart can be bitter,
Or even make a mistake
When did we decide to feel with our thoughts?
Why Can't I Love YouWhy Can't I Love You5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What is it you don't like about me, Naruto-kun?" the sky-blue eyed woman cried. "Why is it always her?"
"Ino was pouring every ounce of emotion she had that day. It was baffling, Ino and I. The emotions she had shown that day were straight from the heart, emotions that I would've thought would be reserved for my best friend, Sasuke, as I knew she was deeply attracted to him like just about every woman or girl in this town was, and it made me wonder what brought about these emotions."
"Ino and I hadn't always seen eye to eye, and while I did find her to be quite an attractive woman, the attraction stayed at a cosmetic level. Ok I'll be honest, when I was younger I had minor crush on her, but as I got older, I found myself less attracted to her. Ino was always just too rough around the edges for me, personality wise, but I suppose Sakura wasn't too far off either, huh?
American Feminism1. Women Don't Have To WorkAmerican Feminism4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
I hear women talk about how men get to go to work and don't have to look after children like the men dodged some kind of bullet.
Work must be awesome!
The truth is most people hate their jobs and the majority of men supporting their families work hard and endure a job they dislike all for the sake of putting a roof over the family's head and feeding their loved ones.
All CEOs are men - Guess what? Not all men are CEO's; in fact the chances of a man becoming a CEO of a large corporation are about one in a million. Oh, and by the way - There are a lot of women CEOs with a lot of male assistants.
There is a lot of talk about how women have to stay home with the kids and don't get the choice to work, but this is in equal proportion to men who have to go to work and don't get to stay home with the kids.
If spending time with your kids is the most rewarding experience of one's life then men are seriously getting unrewarded.
2. Women Live Longer
By and large people
i'd call it love, if it wasn't suffocating.every time it rains,i'd call it love, if it wasn't suffocating.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i think of you.
because that's all there is--
and a quick breath of air
before we all go under.
every time it rains,
i swear i'm drowning.
Fiction or Fact Fiction or FactFiction or Fact3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We all know heroes
In real life and fake
They stand for something
That we all need
A light in the dark
A flicker, a spark
Is all we need
There is evil
And that's just a part of life.
Guns and grenades
Are as common
As flags at a parade.
We all grow up
Seeing and knowing
Of the violence
That lies deep within
Each and every one of us
Most have control
Most have something to live for
Most have something called love,
That cancel out the evil
But that is not true of all
There is always the dark
Full of unknown fears
That leave their mark
Don't follow that spark,
The light that glows brighter
Burning a hole through the dark
I wish I knew
How to fix the world
How to fix the people
Who can't fix themselves
For every hero
There is a villain.
For every life
There aren't enough willing.
Life is worth living
But we can't always look past
The titles we have given
Can't always decipher
Fiction from fact,
Compassion in the a
It Will Never Have Been Enough. It Will Never Have Been Enough.It Will Never Have Been Enough.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What does it feel like?" He whispers up at me. He's too mature for his age. He is too young to die. My baby.
"Baby, it feels warm, like when we go to the beach and you lay in the sand. It feels like going to sleep." I say having no idea, and praying to God to keep him alive.
"Will I dream?" He asks. "Oh, Mom, I want to dream. I want to live. It's not fair!" He cries, and I hold back my own sobs and smooth his hair over his small head. "Can you come with me?" His lip trembles. He stares up at me with his big brown bruised eyes.
"No, John. I can't, but I'll meet you there." I pull his limp body into my arms and he doesn't struggle. His pulse is weak and his breathing is ragged.
"I don't want to go alone, Mom! It isn't fair. It isn't fair."
"No it's not." I whisper into his wispy blonde hair. "But you'll be my big brave boy, won't you?" I ask. "Do you remember Jesus?"
"The guy in the bible." He answers.
"You have to look for him. He'll take care o
Contest: Haar x Jill SupportContest: Haar x Jill Support7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jill extended her legs along the boulder that she had claimed as her perch somewhat distanced from the Laguz Alliances camp, just far enough to let others know that she needed solitude at that moment. She breathed in the ironically fresh air and sighed it out with a shudder.
Its killing you, isnt it?
Jumping slightly with a start, Jill turned to the source of the voice to find Haar standing close by with his gaze focused on her from the corner of his eye. Haar! she exclaimed, somewhat out of sheer surprise from his presence, and also as a greeting of sorts, WWhat are you talking about?
The veteran dracoknight turned his head away and said in his regular tone, always sounding either half-asleep or unnaturally relaxed, Come off it, Jill. You know that I know you better than that.
Yes, of course... Jill admitted while looking away from him, aware of exactly what his words meant; she knew what he had origin
The Cheshire Cat The Cheshire CatThe Cheshire Cat3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Cheshire cat
Always has a secret
A package wrapped tightly
We won't ever know how to seek
And the secrets held within
Are none that we could've guessed
And the promises that were broken
Cannot be processed
And the love that is needed to heal can't be possessed
When everything is a lie
Like saying it is easy as black and white
But really all shades of gray
Are the colors of life
And the flames that are absent
When we can't light that fire
And the dark corners of the mind
Are what leave us blind
But everyone knows
A cat can see more in the shadows
Than we will ever see in the light
And the Cheshire cat always owns the night.
Dear JohnDear John,Dear John3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How have ya been?
Since you've been gone,
I'm afraid I've sinned.
You know that i loved you,
But now there's someone new.
I'm sorry but there's nothing you can do.
I never wanted to hurt you.
Please don't be mad,
And don't be sad,
I didn't want it to turn out this way
But there's nothing else i can really say
And this was his reply,
I had believed you to be trustworthy.
I had promised to return from overseas,
Convinced you would wait for me.
But then I got this letter,
Saying how you found someone better.
Telling me how you're already to be engaged.
Oh how I was so outraged!
I reread it over and over,every word.
All the while thinking this was utterly absurd!
You were to be my wife!
You were going to be my entire life!
Why can't we try to work this out?!
Just please tell me what this is really about?
After all these years this is how it ends,
Just some ink on paper is how'll you'll go.
And a broken heart is all I have for show.....
Where is the Sky?The sky is everywhereWhere is the Sky?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's between your toes
in the air around you
it passes through your eyelashes
when you blink
it flows in and out of your ears
the sky is everything
The sky is the distance
between you and I
it's the moment of silence
that stretches between us
that moment before
our lips meet in the middle
of the sky
The sky is the light
when gravity flips the switch
because I know the only thing
separating you from me
is that patch of sky
that small patch of sky...
The sky is the beats
between each your words
as you whisper sweet nothings
to the sky between
my ear and your mouth
that fragile, fragile sky
The sky is the limit
but we've reached the edge
of their barrier
we can't travel farther
because they've put a limit
on our love
a love I thought
could outgrow the sky
The sky separates us now
and the distance between us
seems farther away
then the sky
because all I feel now
is the crushing gravity
The sky is gone
you took it with you when
you left me
Spotlight: A Twilight MockeryCHAPTER ONESpotlight: A Twilight Mockery5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name is Stella. Stella Pawn. Totally plain and ordinary, I have never had a real friend. However, I hope that will change as I make my venture towards the dark, dreary, and indisputably horrid town of Spoons, Ottawa. There I am sent to live with Charlotte, my firefighter mother. Up until now I had been living with my father and his girlfriend in Arizona, where his girlfriend played for various softball teams and was soon going to make it to the big leagues.
I replayed the scene at the airport through my delusional and normally spacey mind as the flight descended towards the grassy planes of Spoons.
"Stella," my father gasped, wiping a tear from his wispy blue eyelid, "You you don't have to do this!"
"I know," I had said strongly and firmly, with not a hint of the fear I held radiating through my dark and sharp voice, "But I must!"
He sobbed, throwing his head down and clenching his heart. With that, I boarded the airplane without looking back as he called beh
Sheep"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not."Sheep4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
As people, we tend to tweak our interests and dislikes and even mannerisms around groups of other people we know (or don't know). Around your parents, you censor out all the swear words in your vocabulary. Around your friends, you're boisterous and open about your life. In a crowd of people you don't know, you're quiet and keep to yourself.
But there are certain people who have a fear of being hated, or looked down on, or rejected by everyone. These people are made up of a multitude of different personas -- personas they create upon meeting new people or learning new things about certain folk. Whatever they like, the persona likes. Whatever they hate, the persona hates. The real person carefully evaluates their subject, slowly becoming the perfect image of a friend of theirs so they can feel loved, even though it's killing the real one inside, because the persona is just a persona -- not a living truth.
They strive to be t
Hey, Love Hey, LoveHey, Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where have you been?
Where have you gone?
Have you been lost on the wind?
Or running away?
Have I chased you away?
Have I lost my chance?
I don't know where you've been
Or why you haven't been on my mind
It's been almost two years
Since I have felt something for someone
Am I just an empty shell?
Why have I been abandoned?
Why can't I find you?
You flood through my veins when I write
And I feel you when I look at all of these words
But why can't I feel you in the real world?
Will you come knocking on my door,
Asking to be let back in?
I think I am afraid
And I am so far behind.
I've created this perfect world
In which no one can match up with
Have I ruined this for myself?
Is this my fault?
I think I am defective
I think I am incapable of reaching that point
When I can let someone else in
Will I be alone forever?
In the Eyes of Society. In the Eyes of SocietyIn the Eyes of Society.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People who can't find happiness
Like birds who can't find their wings
Are stuck to the ground.
People who can't find happiness
Like fish who have lost their gills
Are stuck in the depths, left to drown.
People who can't find happiness
Like grass in late autumn
Are wilted, dried out, and dead.
People who can't find happiness
Like children left to cross the street on their own
Are pushed aside, avoided by the eye of society.
People like you
Who are trapped inside of their own heads
And can't see the world around them
Are brushed aside, left to be on their own.
People like you
Who won't let anyone in
Are left to fend for themselves
Because strangers prefer the easy route
And won't try to knock down the walls you have put up.
People like you
Who are neglected
And left starving in the street
Sitting on the curb holding out a plastic cup,
Hoping for an offering from society
That won't ever come.
People like you
Who are different
Are avoided at all costs