i'll wipe your tears away.my veins arei'll wipe your tears away.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with cyanide and happiness and
you can't make me
i fell asleep thinking it
thursday but it was friday and
i didn't wake up
until sunday after-
noon and we sang.
and how are
these conformists finding
our hiding places and
the secrets of our
minds, we can't hide.
so we dance in the streets from mid-
night till dawn and we
swore we'd never be
Field Guide to Theater PestsField Guide to Theater Vermin (and how to eliminate them!)Field Guide to Theater Pests6 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
This is your friendly novelist turned nature guide, Virginia Shelley, corresponding. My previous documentary, on that strange species Homo sapiens fangirlus octavius, proved to be a smash hit, and I have since been asked to confront a problem common to all film enthusiasts: theater vermin.
In this documentary I shall hold forth on various subspecies of this notorious pest. Using the great superhero film, Spider-Man 2, as an example, I shall show you the distinguishing traits, mating calls, and markings of each subspecies of theater verminand how to combat an infestation.
dipshitus quadwallus yellus
Members of this subspecies of dipshit are compelled to shout painfully obvious advice at the characters on the screen, suffering under the delusion that the characters will listen and act accordingly.
Watch out Spidey, hes got some
Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 2- Concert TimeBy the time I woke up, Melody was already dressed and ready to go. She was the one that woke me up, as well. I was a bit shocked, well she must be really excited, like I am.Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 2- Concert Time4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I run to my closet, giggling. I quickly take off my pj's and put on a black pair of skinny jeans and a red, stripped shirt, which might have been a dress; I wouldn't wear it as a dress, anyway. I spun around, smiling. I turn to Melody, who was putting on make-up.
I shook my head; make-up was never my thing. It makes a girl look uglier, than prettier, in my opinion. Plus, I want a guy who loves me with his heart, not his eyes. I grab my chapstick, which is the closest to make-up I can get, and put a layer of Sprite chapstick on my lips.
Before, Melody finished with plastering herself with make-up, I grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the car. The posters were already in the car; we wouldn't want to forget those, now would we?
I pushed her into the passenger's seat. Closing the door, I act a pout escaping her lips.
Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 4- Now What?I slowly drift into a nice sleep. My mind was thinking about the Romeo and Juliet thing the little girl explained to me. Who was Romeo? Paris? Tybolt? Nurse? I know that Melody could definetly be Nurse. Romeo and Paris could be either Louis or Harry, I'm not sure yet. Montegue could be someone in Mangagement, same with Lady Montegue. Capulet is of course my father, Lady Capulet my mother. I wonder who could be Tybolt; maybe it could be one of the other boyos, Niall, Liam, or Zayn. What about Merticuto and Benvolio? Whoever isn't Tybalt could be them, I guess. Woah, who could be Rosaline? Oh god, I really hope she isn't in this Romeo and Juliet story. She could screw everything up. Damn.Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 4- Now What?4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Well, I need to think about this more. Maybe watch their actions closer than ever, even though I already do. I'm a very dedicated Directioner, maybe a bit obsessed, even thought Louis doesn't think any of the fans are obsessed. Guess that might be changing.
An image began to appear in my head. The setti
Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 5- Please Don'tAfter the the 'photoshoot' which was taken by fans was over, the boys, the three fans, the two perfects were screaming.. kill me now, and I were finally at Harry and Louis flat, or apartment. I felt like punching something when I saw her.Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 5- Please Don't4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I have an undying hatred for her. It disjusted me how she had a make-out session with Harry. She's twice his age. That was disjusting, and she should know that it was wrong. Ugh, I pity her. She shouldn't have kissed him in the first place. I blame everything on her. What the flack is wrong with her?
"Harry, dear. I saw the news about her," Caroline hissed, pointing at me like a five year old.
I rolled my eyes. Who gives a damn!? Everyone knows about it, and it looks like fans think Harry and I are together, which we aren't, for now. Wink, wink! Tehe. Anyway, Caroline spit on me, and I felt like punching her in the face.
I rolled my fingers into a fist, getting ready to beat her. Louis pressed his hand on my fist, shaking his head. I s
Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 1- The Start**NOTE** I edited this chapter. There were a few paragraphs added, but nothing major. When I told everyone I edit at the end, I lied. I thought I would but boredom changed my mind. lolol xxxUp All Night:One Direction-Chapter 1- The Start4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My fingers laced around my phone, smiling. Like every day, I'm checking Harry Style's Twitter for new updates. I scroll around, looking for something interesting and new. Nothing. A soft sigh escaped my lips.
It was rare catching a tweet from the boys at this time of day in Arizona. It was night in England, yet the boys rarely tweeted. I'd expect them to tweet mostly at night than morning, wouldn't you?! But I don't mind staying up late once in a while to catch a tweet and try to get them to notice me.
I scroll back up, pressing refresh. One new tweet. It was about One Direction's new tour. A smile danced across my face. I scream, tears of joy crawling down my cheeks. I quickly called my best friend, Melody.
"Melody," I shriek, "Three words!" I grinned, and started to run around in circle
Cahpter 2 A One Direction Fan-FicSeeing HimCahpter 2 A One Direction Fan-Fic3 years ago in Settings More Like This
A One Direction Fan-Fic
As I was taking the computer away from Louis, Brooke was yelling at him. I turned to see Brooke, Emma and Sammy waiting for the other boys to come. I just was staring at Brooke the whole time the lads and I were talking to the girls. Emma and Lou got along very well, they wouldn't stop talking to each other. I turn to Brookes' other friend and she wasn't talking at all, she seemed sad. I told the girls that we had to go and we gave each other our numbers so we can call and text each whenever we want. Once we ended the call, all the lads and I were just watching something stupid on the telly.
"What's wrong Harry," Louis questioned.
"It's just that I really fancy Brooke, but she has a boyfriend and I don't want to steal her from him."
"I didn't know she had a boyfriend, if I were in your situation I would know how you feel," Louis added.
The lads and I decided to go out and wander around France. We spent the rest of the day going
Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 6- Save Me!By the time Louis came, everyone was gone. Selfish assholes. Yes, I swear,and I only swear when I'm mad, like I am right now.Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 6- Save Me!4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Fuck, Louis!" I cried, "Couldn't you have come faster!? I feel like shit, and I might as well die, right here and now." I glared at him.
I feel bad for him, now. He's seen the sweet me, but now he has to face the bitchy mean. Meep. Yes, I said it. Meep! Lol.
Louis picked me up, and started walking back to our flat, apartment, thing. Gah, I'm so out of it, right now. Juliet if you legit don't leave my head, I'm killing myself, before you kill me.
Woah, did I seriously just think about killing myself. I was turning into Juliet. I wonder if Paris and Romeo and talking to Louis and Harry. That must stuck. What about everyone else? This was so confusing. Why did I have to be Juliet, reincarnated. This is just horrid.
I wrapped my arms around Louis' neck, and pressed my face against his neck; my lips were pressed agsinst his neck. Oops, but right now, I don't care. J
Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 3- Missing 1DA month has gone by, and all Melody and I do is watching anything One Direction related. Tears and snots were involved. We've looked like complete crap ever since the concert and the day Harry Styles, I repeat, Harry Sexyass Styles, saved my stupid butt.Up All Night:One Direction-Chapter 3- Missing 1D4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I could never forget that day. Ever. If it wasn't for Harry, I'd been in my grave, with people mourning. Harry was my savior, and I'll never be able to thank him, because.. you know.. He's a popstar. Just the thought of me never being able to thank Harry made my burst into tears.
I grabbed my iPhone, loggin on to twitter. The #MysteryGirl trend was still there, which is shocking. Trends never lasted this long. I read a few of the #MysterGirl tweets, noticing I was getting hate. There was even someone you made an account that was filled with hate. It hurts, yet I pity them. Must have no life.. Well I have no life. I'm sitting here crying why heart out, because I couldn't see One Direction anymore, and I can't thank Harry, ever. My must
Up All Night:1DFanFic:Chapter9:Secrets and Dangers"It's a secret, love." Louis told me.Up All Night:1DFanFic:Chapter9:Secrets and Dangers4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I sighed, shaking my head. Now they're keeping secets from me. Great. Just great. Last time someone kept a secret from me, I was kidnapped. I swear, I'm going to get kidnapped again, and I'm gonna kick some ass this time.
Then, the horror of the last time I was kidnapped ran through my mind.
I was seventeen at the time, and all of this happened two years ago. I just came out of a night club, and someone behind me pressed a drugged cloth against my mouth and nose, and I passed out. When I woke up, someone stripped of my clothes and I was tied to a bed. The men come in with whips and knifes. What the hell did I do?
"It's payback Rose," the tall man with brown hair told me, smirking.
Ah. I remember him. His name was Jack. We were in love. I thought he was the one, but I was wrong. Jack was possesive and abusive. I started to dislike him when I found out. The day I broke up with him, Jack grabbed my wrist and slapped me. Jack grabbed my wris
Jesus said...Jesus and IJesus said...3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
sat underneath a shade
where the leaves didn't shake
and the flowers just didn't like the pressure
of the sun- it's making them feel like being baked in an oven
He looks up into the sky
and I can see Heaven crystal clear in His eyes
a lady bug crawled up His arm
and boy it felt warmer than warm
I felt the heat crawling up my cheeks
He gave a sideways look and inched a little closer to me
I tried to look the other way
and God, I tell you, I tried
He gave me a little shy smile and asked
What's on my mind
I shrugged and said
something the world said to me
made me feel a little smaller than I am
He didn't say a thing till I was done
His arms around me was warm as the sun
His voice erupted like a symphony in a concert hall
which really made me want to sway
the weight of it all
I tried to sustain and yet sanity did maintain me...
the glorious lips did part and said
"What did the world say?"
The world wants me Lord, to be the one who makes lots of money
Develop a big brain and be
choices a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y zchoices6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
choose [your words] wisely.
Please, Don't Judge Me - A Tale of Abuse'I need help. Please. Give me help.'Please, Don't Judge Me - A Tale of Abuse4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The policeman regarded the battered individual before him. Scum of the earth, his cynical mind declared. Bruises were splashed like war paint across the vagrant's face and sores decorated their lower lip. Upon the individual's breath there floated a fluctuating sweetness.
'No, no... Sir, you've got me wrong. Drugs aren't my problem...'
He lifted a sceptic eyebrow.
'Okay, I do drugs, but that isn't why I'm here today. Well, it kind of is but... I'm not in trouble with no gangs or nothing, right? I've run out of options... I just need help.'
Laughing sarcastically, the policeman leant forward. Panicking, the vagrant stumbled quickly back.
'I... It's my partner sir, if that's what you mean when you ask me what's up. That's why I came here. I can't tell anyone else about it. No, no, I don't mean to waste police time Officer, I'm deadly serious. Do these bruises look fake to you? And the burns on my back, from the iron, do they look fake to
Dream it. Do it.Dream all you canDream it. Do it.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But don’t spend all your time sleeping.
Feel all you can
But don’t spend all your time weeping.
If you see a shooting star;
Catch it and run far.
Let its burning light ignite
Your heart, mind and soul.
But also be inspiration;
And you could be
The voice of a generation.
Daydream and scheme
And look beyond
What things seem,
But also do and be;
Allow yourself restraint
As a means of being free.
Dream in reality
As well as in your sleep
And you’ll soon find
Is yours to keep.
FFM: The Wandering FireThe wandering fire danced through the streets, flickering, silver quick, vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. Some said it was the souls of the dead passing from one world to the next. In a city as large as this the deaths were high enough to account for the frequent appearances of the otherworldly flames that cavorted down the narrow streets in the night.FFM: The Wandering Fire3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rask waited in the shadow of a window ledge, his narrow frame curved into the twisted branch of a Hedya tree; its flowers already open to the moonlight and releasing the heady scent for which they were famed. This was a wealthy compound, all delicate lattice work and intricate stone archways, an exploration of colour and geometric patterns, all muted by the shadows of the night.
In his belt he had the knife, specifically given to him by his employer for this task. It was an unusual request, very personal. Rask tried not to involve himself in the intricacies of such things. He was merely useful to these people, and in his line of
Premonition BluesPremonition Blues5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The snow was heavy
under midnight's guise.
The white ground reflected
city lights into the clouds:
it was as bright as the half light
that bled over the mountains
and flowed into the valleys
just hours before (the sun
The air was silent:
a powder keg soundtrack
sitting on a camel's back.
There were dead flags
on poles or lying in ashes.
Smoke seeped through the earth
on every horizon
like the breath
of a dragon slumbering
after a fierce campaign.
No one was left
to inhale the dust and ash.
Their bodies were dormant
and they dreamed their faith.
And a Dandelion stood stout
in a field of grey and soot.
JeffXBEN - Fate was Meant for Us - Part 2((Author here! I Suggest for a better experience, you could listen to a sad song during the 2nd paragraph. just a suggustion because things are going to get sad!JeffXBEN - Fate was Meant for Us - Part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Its Been a few days ever since i found Ben out in the snow, i always forgot but i needed to ask him about what had happened when he was nearly dying in the snow. Me and Ben are close friends now, and i really enjoy that, i guess we were just meant to be friends. Ben has been teaching me the stuff he can do, and what makes him different as a pastamonster, i was surprised alot, i told him what i did and he said i sound fearless and strong. I'm not really, to my thought i was thinking Ben was alot stronger then i am. but it turns out im sort of wrong.
Bens my room mate now, but hes
ZoSan - Truce part 1"I hate Christmas."ZoSan - Truce part 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What do you mean you hate Christmas?!? No one hates Christmas."
"Well I do."
"What are you, a retard?"
"Shut the fuck up!"
Shouting and yelling filled up the Thousand Sunny as Sanji snapped at Zoro and the other way around. Soon after that the two men got physical with their fight, like always, and Nami followed this from a distant shaking her head. "How can they start a fight over Christmas?" She sighed and moved back inside to the women's bunkroom. Robin was sitting on the couch and smiled at her. "They just can." Was her simple answer. "What was it exactly? I didn't hear it." The historian put looked up from her book, expecting this to be a better story now. She had always found the quarrels between those two to be rather entertaining and amusing. "Zoro hates Christmas." Nami replied. "And Sanji-kun really likes Christmas so.. He got bit angry because of that." She explained and sat down next to the mirror, checking her face for signs of stress. "They see
The nature of inspirationWhen was the last timeThe nature of inspiration3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You heard the word 'erection' in poetry?
I think it was a while back
Between the pages
I mean "humans" don't even play
Or just rise to the thirteen year old tree-house
Inside us all
Where politeness is a foul facade
And we aren't afraid of our fingers.
We prioritise the silhouettes
The way pressing pen into paper
Made us so
And out of
Inspiration isn't a pretty, pristine river...
And it's about time we became
It's about time
We let up
And let it
Burn us up
Turn us on
Turn us up
Our wobbly bits
Into an aphrodisiac
So if there's any P.S.
Poetry can teach you
the word 'erection'.
A Wish For FreedomA Wish For Freedom3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Wish For Freedom
I, a child birthed in chains
Raised in a cage
But on this day- they will break
I was taught self-hatred
Learning that the differences were divided
Among the people who are considered “civilized “
Forcefully combining my fear and envy
As I was raised in the middle of this society
My power and pride were deprived of me
I was only an empty vessel
Believing that all promises were fabled
But once upon a calm- I witnessed hope's revival
Wings sprout from my tongue / Words from my soul are sung
A new voice's journey has begun / Let the era of silence be undone
Obtaining peace of mind / Experiencing freedom of heart
Allowing the colors to shine / The future will blind the scars
I had to fight the system; I had to stop the cycle
It was either my downfall or survival
So I reversed this downward spiral
Care not, for those w
let go, little bird--hope is the tired little bird at the bottom of your heart, the one whose tiny wings are broken and bleeding, the one that won't stop flapping uselessly at the sky, like it's going to take off, take off dammit, even when it's fading by the second and dying in a heap of feathers, and it breaks your heart to see the optimistic flame still sparkling in such innocent eyes.let go, little bird--5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i'm writing this to tell you that i don't know what i need. i'm writing this because i can't pull any fancy metaphors from the back of my throat to save my pride this time. i'm writing this to see the look on your face when you wake up and wonder why i keep running away.
hope is the thing with feathers, my broken baby bird. hope is the trust in those newborn eyes that makes you burst out sobbing although you never know why. it's the razor-sharp edge between happiness and pain, the line you try to fly on crippled wings, my little bird, just to save someone stronger from having to walk it for themselves.
Boy's Bar Night"You know hyung, I'm really glad you're home! It means Leeteuk-hyung isn't as stressed now." Kyuhyun hiccuped as he took a swig from his eleventh drink.Boy's Bar Night3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Kangin gave his signature hearty laugh and chugged his beer down in one gulp, "Don't worry maknae, I'm glad to be back too. I missed you guys a lot."
Kyu snorted into his cup, "You just missed the nights..."
Kangin glared and cuffed him behind the ear, "Maknae..." Kyu shrugged and went back to drinking.
The two drank for another hour or so and eventually even Youngwoon knew that they had definitely had more than was healthy and began to stumble out of the bar. They leaned against each other, giggling and snorting like teenage girls, all the way back to the dorms. Luckily because of the late hour no one saw the two celebrities in this drunken stupor. They got to the dorm and the key was in Kangin's back pocket.
Kyuhyun, being the evil maknae that he was, grinned evilly and shot his hand down Kangin's back pocket and grabbed the key, gro