please don't fall in love with meDarling, I beg of you to not fall in love with me because you’re going to get hurt and I don’t want that to ever happen to you. And even though you’ll gather the remnants of my heart, thaw the ice shrouding around it or defuse the bombs I've tied to it, do not fall in love with me. I don’t care if you’ll walk through hell with me. I have unsightly sins on my skin and galaxies of bruises, the taste of nicotine and alcohol coats my mouth like the venom of a snake. I'm beginning to lose it all before I can gain anything so forget me like you forget your regrets; pass me off as another mistake. Believe me; you don’t want a person like that. You don’t want a person like me. Please don’t fall in love with me because I’ll tear you apart like the crescent moon tears through the sky -- slowly, and painfully. So, darling, please don’t fall in love with me, I’ll drive you insane.please don't fall in love with me6 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But I have a feeling you’re already insanely i
Seeking the PreciousA grain of sand on the beachSeeking the Precious1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
searching for its identity
But it's far out of reach
stretching on to infinity.
It doesn't shine like metal
nor taste like wine.
It's not toughened by battle
or softened by time.
The little grains around it
have their small differences.
That make them just a bit
unique and so priceless.
But it could just disappear
from this great shore.
Noone would shed a tear,
it was nothing more.
So it laid in despair
till one hot day.
Someone came to lay bare
their boredom and mundane.
Chanced upon the average grain
and stored it away.
For both were the same
never to part again.
day thirteento the girl who told me to kill myselfday thirteen3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the first girl I fell in love with
I thought that you were beautiful with
your freckles and sandy blonde hair,
glasses magnifying eyes as blue as a
you were the princess to my
but I couldn’t even
whisper that to myself at night
because my bedtime stories were
knights in shining armor, not ladies in
there was nothing about two best
friends of one sex, though I’m
sure it would have begun with “a pair
of star-cross’d lovers” and ended in
when I brought you to the pool that
day I didn’t intend to ruin everything.
it just kind of happened;
mom went inside and we went under
that raft and
I never meant to kiss yo
Insect IntuitionI’m tired of being brave.Insect Intuition4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You collect the words I lay at your feet with glass jars
throwing them into the trash
because you like the sound of broken conversation
especially when it involves me.
I’m tired of being the hero in our story
the one breaking apart the jaws of lions with cold hands
the one hacking relentlessly through your mind
like a jungle whose only destiny lies in a paper mill.
Perhaps the cat’s got your tongue
the dog’s got my ankle
we’re wrapped around the same metal pole
beloved/be loveddo not let someone else be your sunbeloved/be loved5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
fill your universe up with stars and
clouds and planets and
let others be within your
let them shine their brightest
gleam for all that they are
and all that they can be
notice their twinkle
if they dim down and
explode in a supernova
do not let them be a black hole
do not let other people's
darkness consume you
be your own sun
because the first thing you see every morning
is your own skin
and you deserve to be the center of your own universe.
MachinistYou fell on a grenade.Machinist4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I tore through you like
teeth through meat
pulsing and wet
on a bone plate.
You had told me you did not want to go
clinging to my breast, fearful
but I was not willing to entertain
the sum of your tears.
Eventually, my dear boy
death reaps everything we sow.
You had told me you did not want to go
but I was not meant to protect you
My Own PoisonI hate the soundMy Own Poison3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
of people laughing.
Cos I’m deep underground
burying my crying.
I envy their happiness
and pray for their downfall.
Because my own sadness
drives me against the wall.
But most of all
I hate the me.
For having the gall
to wallow in self-pity.
i found safety in hershe felt small there in thei found safety in her2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
dark, her lips pressing
and I shook in her arms,
my nervousness bubbling out
of me in tremors and needy
kisses and I wanted so much
more than what I gave.
I felt small, like all I
was would never be enough,
and I felt warm
like it would all be okay
despite what I lack
21All I really remember of her212 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is that she had semi-colons
Tattooed on her wrists
And a smile corked her lips up
Into something that was truly
And that was the girl who believed in wishes
And lucky numbers
But then for a while (around
the time that I started
Eating less and
I didn't see her
And when she came back,
They were gone
I asked her where they went,
And all she did was stare blankly at me
Before wondering with a stinging disinterest,
"Where did what go?"
I realized with a pain (that matches how it feels
When you know that you really
Only have yourself) that
They were never tattoos at all
She drew her semi-colons every morning
Out of sight (so the neighbors wouldn't talk)
And wore her genuine smile because
That girl had hope
But now her grin is more like a
And her wrists are almost empty
(Almost, because her new sense of hope
Is less black and more red
And isn't actually hope at all)
And it seems her luck has run
5'4, 156lbs5’4 is not so tall when you see5'4, 156lbs10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
everyone around you as towers
-- or mountains, unmovable.
I can never reach those top cabinets,
not even on tip-toe
(asking for help is not my forté)
my hands are small, too;
when I hold them up to my friends’
sometimes my fingers only make it
halfway up theirs
and are still stuck soft,
I have the hands of a child.
the mirror tells me my stomach is
just fine but pictures
beg to differ;
love handles got too much love
and my belly pokes out just
below its button.
breasts stretch my shirts tight
and sleeves cling to my upper arms.
my affinity for sweets is visible.
that sweet tooth has gotten me
nothing more than a few cavities
and sometimes my mouth aches
but I still smile pretty.
my cheeks are too round;
maybe that’s why they’re so
all of the pinching they suffered
when I was little(r).
my nose is like a button from the front
and sharp from a profile and
has a smattering of freckles
-she hides skeletons-1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in her closet;
she hears the monsters
that lurk under her bed
and the demons
trapped in her head.
[WINNERS!]200+ watchers art raffle! Okay, the winners were selected and they are.....[WINNERS!]200+ watchers art raffle!2 months ago in Personal More Like This
1. #217 :iconhotaruin:
2. #50 :iconburittakittyneko:
3. #95 :iconsmexylevilover:
I will note you guys for the prizes! <3
Thank you to everyone who joined this raffle! ^-^
I AM SO GRATEFUL TO ALL OF YOU, HERE TAKE ALL MY LOVE!!
*blows kisses everywhere*
Thank you so much for everyone of you who hit the watch button, it means so much to me! It's just so motivating when someone tells me they like my art. >w<
To show you my gratitude, I decided to host a second art raffle and since summer break is almost there I will have more time to draw w
[info] Ways to contact me (if I disappear)I was suspended for a few weeks about a year ago because of my lemon fanfics (haha), so just in case that ever happens again and I'm banned for life or something, I like to let my watchers and friends know how to contact me every so often![info] Ways to contact me (if I disappear)2 weeks ago in Personal More Like This
Ways to contact me:
tumblr: smexylevilover (not sure if i can post the link...)
ao3 (archive of our own -- you can find all my lemons here lol): smexylevilover
Ask: kissmeyoufoolfanfict , AiPendragon , FerRivaille, Makaria , Yukina-Chi , or anyone else who I speak to / bother every day
I'd love if you faved this to keep it with you if DA ever tries to kick me out for good LOL. For now though, I'm always here on DeviantArt, so this is the best place to contact me if you ever want to talk!
//you're more than welcome to add me on these things (if we've spoken before. i
It's time to leave the toxic people behindLife is a continuous cycle,It's time to leave the toxic people behind7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
a carousel that never stops spinning,
of being in situations
where you are treated unfairly
by those you (thought)
held you close
and even if
you keep treating them kindly,
they will never return the favor
these toxic people
exhale poisonous gas,
that will begin to fill your lungs-
this hazardous air
can not even be purified
by your own clean breath
It's time to find somewhere
where the air is fresh
as flowers and grass,
and you can be the sun-
appreciated for the life
and bright light
that you are,
It's time to leave the toxic people behind.