In My Own BodyIn My Own Body4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm Not Comfortable
In my Own
Boys Insult me,
I feel INSECURE
around other girls.
who are all girls,
say i'm BEAUTIFUL
IN MY OWN WAY
and they are
just JEALOUS of
they Act like i have a DEADLY DISEASE
they think i'm SCARY
They don't even TRY to talk to me,
They walk by me like I'm a UGLY piece of SHIT
or a BUMP in the road of LIFE
And I'll commit SUICIDE soon.
They MADE Me
I WISH that they would ALL DIE.
They push me to the edge of the cliff where I'll FINALLY fall and die.
Love UndyingLove Undying2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Immortal is my devotion.
Unbreakable is our bond.
Driven is my emotion.
A love of which I am fond.
You are never alone,
As witness is your God,
to all that is and is not known,
from there with you and abroad.
Love undying is the compassion I hold,
as invincible as the forces of Heaven,
is this love so incredibly bold,
to my own, and beautiful leaven.
Never shall you know agony through me,
Though I am yet imperfect,
It is my intention to set you free,
and your heart shall never go unchecked.
Undying is the love held for you,
by my heart, my soul, my mind, my all,
As spirited goes the love ou two,
My being is that which you do entrall.
Shut Up About TwilightIm getting sick of everyone talking about Twilight. I dont care whether you absolutely love it to death or hate it and have burned your own copy. Just stop talking about it. Ive read the books, Ive liked the books, and Ive hated the fans.Shut Up About Twilight5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Why do I just want people to shut up about this book? Well lets see why I hate the fans:
There are documented cases of people being harassed and actually physically attacked, I dont know how many of these are real but I wouldnt put it past the Twi-tards to actually do this. Im not going to even get into some of these cases; there should be a link at the bottom to this site that has documented these cases into a dictionary form. It explains itself.
The other reason I hate Twi-tards is that they think that Twilight is the greatest thing in the world, given to them by the gods as their holy book and that all opposition to it must be meant with hostility. I sh*t you not. Theres even a f*cking rel
Anael's GiftAnael's Gift2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What I give to you, is the utmost
perfection of my creating...
A master piece...
to a couple, between them, in love...
As it was the Will of our Father,
So was it done with joy and fore thought...
Know that I found genuine pleasure in molding
such felling... betwixt you both...
Prayers to you now,
for you shall know both tests and blessings...
You shall know the ways of ecstasy & excitement,
Yet others of your species shall envy you,
they shall lust after you, and attempt
at tearing you apart...
Know that we are watching, and
we will show no bounds to protecting you!
Tis my gift that you both share together.
Love one another for eternity...
as there is no end to time.
Savor what is had whilst it is had...
Take oath and vow to each others being,
love as you want to be loved,
Treat as you want to be treated...
Hold fast, and love one another...forever
Lilith and Simon: RolePlay"Mm....yep." Simon said flatly, gazing back at himself in the mirror, turning a few times to get every angle of the armor. It wasn't much. A simplistic cubic helmet that wouldn't look out of place in Minecraft which fit snugly upon his head, though the cube of a helmet and Simon's spherical head meant it wouldn't take getting hit well. Second was the chest plate, which was two pieces of cardboard held to the front and back of his chest by twine. He curled his fingers into a fist and struck the surface of the board, feeling a minimal impact. Not that it would matter, since he wasn't trying to deflect real weapons.Lilith and Simon: RolePlay2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Speaking of weapons, resting upon his back, locked into place by small halos of string and indents in the cardboard, were his sword and shield. The shield was a slightly thicker piece of cardboard, cut in a 5-sided shape with uneven sides, like a misshapen pentagon. The sword was just a toothpick, packed tightly in duct tape, with the hilt and blade separated by a button.
My WomanMy Woman3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I love lying with my woman
And hearing her breath
Feeling the softness of her skin
The warmth of her body against mine in sleep
I love lying with my woman
And hearing her heartbeat
Listening to her dream
Watching her smile so subtly in the darkness
I love waking beside my woman
And seeing her skin catch the morning sun
Seeing her face glow
Exploring the hills and valleys of her form with just my fingertips
I am comforted by her presence as I wake from nightmares
I am comforted by her skin, pulling me from the dream realm
She is my love
She is my warmth
She is my light
She is my source
I love lying with my woman
I'm YoursI'm a mess and I can't believe how much you can see through meI'm Yours6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Without seeing how I feel about you
I'm panicking and dying inside
Everytime I looked into your deep blue contact-covered eyes
I want to tell you that I'd sign away my soul for you
I want you to know that I want to tell you I love you
I want you to know that I'm yours but I'm too afraid to let you know
I can't take not being around you
I want to feel your touch
I don't think I can ever be happy again if I never see you again
Just let me know please
If you feel the same way too or
If I'll have to be without you for the rest of my rainy days
I want you to know that I'm your superhero, your knight in shining armor and that
I'd fight for you
I want you to know that I'll never be just your friend
I'm more than a boy who wants to hold your hand
You hold the key to my hear
Please don't ever let it go
EmbraceBlack Canary had been taking a nice stroll around Mount. Justice when she heard a crash and a yell of frustration. It had been so loud, she had picked it up from across the base. Thinking it was an attack, Canary started running down the hallways, her heels clicking rhythmically on the tile, her cream colored hair flying behind her.Embrace4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It had been an ordinary Monday. Artemis, Robin, Wally were all living their civilian lives, going to school and such. Kaldur was at Atlantis celebrating some underwater holiday or something with Aquaman and M'gann was back at Mars, visiting her family. So, it was just Dinah and Conner, for Red Tornado was at the Justice League headquaters.
Heading toward the direction of the sound, Dinah's pale blue eyes darted around. There were no signes of danger, no sirens or anything, but one could never be too sure.
Canary skidded to a hault to find Superboy sitting on the couch with angry eyes staring furiously into static on the TV.
"What happened?" Canary asked, al
Fathers and DaughtersFathers and DaughtersFathers and Daughters7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Request Story
By William Rendfeld
Snow lightly fell as she drove along the secluded road, her black motorcycle a stark contrast to the loose bits of white that fell from the midmorning sky. She shivered as she motored along; the coat she wore gave her some protection from the cold, but not as much as she liked. It was a relief as she pulled up to her destination.
With practiced ease, she moved the bikes kickstand into place and dismounted, her black boots making a crunch in the snow. Beneath her black sunglasses, her narrow brown eyes scanned the area; a cemetery. An involuntary chill went up her spine; despite it being the daytime, little light and the fresh snow did little to reduce the eeriness of her surroundings. She rubbed her gloved hands, drew her coat close around her small but curvy body, then started walking.
Short strides took her through the gravestones, memory leading her to her destinatio
Lilith And Simon: Good MorningSimon blinked. He gazed into the open space, seeing the window in his room and the beams of sunlight coming through the closed blinds. They were never open on sunny days. Because that would burn Lilith alive. Being a vampire and all. He was suddenly just awake. It was odd. No dreams. No slow drift off. Just a hard cut between the night before and the present. Though something was off.Lilith And Simon: Good Morning2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Seconds after he gazed out into the walls of his room he noticed he was on the opposite side. In fact, he could see his bed, along with his other scaled-down furniture sitting on a table on the other side of the room. It was a little jarring and surreal, conflicting with his own sense of place in the past nine hours. Though he had time to figure it out. It was Saturday. Or at least, he hoped it was. Unless he had been transported to a mirror dimension or something and the days were reversed. Cats and dogs wore clothes. Ice boiled and steam melted. He entertained the idea, and the bizarre m
Legalization of marijuanaLegalization of marijuana11 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Marijuana was first federally prohibited in 1937. Today, more than 83 million Americans admit to having tried it, that makes 83 million criminals out government believes should be put away. We are making criminals out of people that do not deserve to be punished. Possessors of marijuana are jailed with the same people as rapists and murders. The facts that the government is spending too much money on fighting this "Drug War" when they could be making money off taxing the drug itself, has been done to death, so instead let us look at the facts of marijuana use. First of all we have the claim that Marijuana is a "Gateway drug" and therefore can lead to harder more dangerous drugs, but this is not the case at all. The Institute of Medicine's 1999 report on marijuana explained that marijuana has been mistaken for a gateway drug in the past because "Patterns in progression of drug use from adolescence to adulthood are strikingly regular
terrified of 'True Love' GermanyxReaderterrified of 'True Love' GermanyxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up as your alarm clock went off falling off your dresser.
You got ready for your crappy job at a local coffee shop just a few blocks away from your apartment. You didn't mind working there it was just your boss was a huge pervert. You put on your french maids uniform and walked out the door. You got in your car and tried to start it yet it wouldn't turn on. You groaned this is the 5th time this month your car wouldn't start. You started walking the two blocks to your job. You softly hummed a song in your head as you walked.
'I think about you all the time One look, my knees get weak Practically die So hard to sleep When I'm so close to this dream coming true True, True How do I tell, tell you? When....
I can't speak I'm terrified Cause if I Say the wrong thing You might see how hard I'm trying Is this made up Or true love Is this true love Is this true love
Walk by and I'm a nervous wreck The way you smell The way you dress, is so perfect My tongue
Astrology Murders Us SlowlyOur horoscopes caution us not toAstrology Murders Us Slowly6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
come in contact with each others skin
because your body is a star, a moon, a planet,
and mine paper, a rock, scissors.
We are to connect at haphazard intervals
within calendars, diaries, photographs
(within our eyes, hair, and arms at matching tunes)
but never fuse undyingly
because your kiss is the sea
and my kiss is an island.
We can forget meeting in the middle
because your heart will leave a trail to the right
and my hands will be left with the blood.
We can disregard infinity knocking at our doors
because you are a broken clock,
and I am sleeping in.
Being a ChristianMany people think that they are Christians because they belong to a congregation.Being a Christian3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Others think its because they come from a Christian background.
Others think its because they were born in a certain country.
Or because they believe in God and do good works.
It's not like that at all.
Being a Christian isn't belonging to a congregation.
It isn't walking down an aisle or being baptized.
It isn't just saying "I believe in God."
It isn't even following the Ten Commandments and the Golden Rule.
Being a Christian means believing that Jesus Christ is who He said He is;
The Son of God and the only way to heaven.
It means making a total commitment to Jesus Christ.
It means making Him the Savior and Master of your life.
Marijuana Kisslet her surround meMarijuana Kiss9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
confuse and astound me
the only way to get my addict's fix
first I'm high on a hill
first a thrill, then a chill
as she turns her back on my needy lips
it kills me to say this
but I need her to break this
I can't kill this addiction, the source of my bliss
I'm slowly falling apart
her drug is leaving my heart
breathing under withdrawal is like breaking my ribs
she's my favorite pain
molten needles in my veins
withdrawing from my flesh, blood runs from the tip
'cause she's so...
my hypnotic narcotic
I can't get enough of her marijuana kiss
what beautiful stars.: rusty hearts bleed silver;what beautiful stars.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rose petals cripple and burn in
one's lonely mind.
: broken doorknobs break free
leaving vivid memories locked up in
their cells forever.
: photo copiers copy photos,
not people. there will never be
: angel wings are meant to soar
not to have their feathers plucked
to make a soft pillow.
: bright sun turns to clouds.
clouds turn to rain. rain turns
into cold, icy snow.
: take the useless key out
from the welcome mat and tie it
to your corroded heart.
: kneel under the simple, starry
night. look for all the constellations;
read the hidden messages.
OBSIDIANMy eyes remain open, absorbing the horrors and violence before me, only because I'm too afraid to close them. There is so little time to collect my thoughts or remember the king's strategy. I duck my head, narrowly avoiding the blade of a sword to my left. Without even making a conscious decision, my sword cuts down the enemy. His body hits the ground and does not move.OBSIDIAN8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A year ago, the very idea of killing a fellow countryman would have terrified me, but now I do what I must to defend my people and kingdom. Times aren't like they used to be. Everything I've ever known is gone. The Gray Kingdom is nothing but a memory. I should have known things would have gone this way when the Twin Kings were crowned.
My shield goes up, blocking a hatchet and my sword goes down, taking out another warrior. As he falls to the ground, his hatchet remains in my shield. I quickly remove the hatchet and throw it into the back of another swordsman attempting to surprise my friend. He doesn't even know what
Vampire 2 chapter 3 part 2God, he was so fast, she didn't even notice him unzipping them. Even though what his hands could do was pure magic, his kisses were what really made her heart pound. They were so intense and passionate, so all consuming that he lured her out of reality with them. Her arms circled his neck and pulled him down so she could get to his lips and when she did it was as powerful as it was the first time they kissed. She was already close, it had hardly been a full minute. Just a little more.Vampire 2 chapter 3 part 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cassy pulled away from the kiss and pressed her fist to her mouth to keep from making noises but it wasn't working very well. Mael was smirking like the devil he was, finding it incredibly amusing. The only thing that she could take pride in was that his hair was longer now and that only happened when he lost focus or control. She took handfuls of it and pulled him back down to her lips, nipping at his jaw and mouth. "Cassandra..." He rasped out, suddenly ripping open his
Love Songs You'll Never HearI could write pages and pagesLove Songs You'll Never Hear6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Drain my heart into words
Say I love you in ways
That youve never heard
I could spend hours just listing
Off all of your charms
Describing how I ache
To be in your arms
But nothing would matter
Nothing would change
Im here and your there
And we cant rearrange
Our lives, theyre planted
Firm in these grounds
I can want and wish
But theres no way around
The distance, it maims me
More than youll know
So much love inside
Ive been dying to show
You, youre my muse
You bring me to life
Yet youre also the reason
I feel like Ive died,
Inside, I am screaming
Calling your name
Longing to hear
Your heart do the same
See, my heart is beating
Threatening to jump out
And find its home
With you, I want to be
Safe and embraced
A comfortable place
A shelter, a haven
Where true love can grow
But this is a place
I will not know
So Ill just write pages and
Writer's Block: A BattleTwo opponents on a battlefield.Writer's Block: A Battle6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
On one side, the tired author,
a sharpened quill in his hand
and deadly computer keys in the other.
On the other side, the blank piece of paper
rejoicing in its power over the meek
The quill flashes in the sun
(bright, shiny, deadly)
and the writer advances!
Fwish, fwish, shing!
The paper rolls around and springs back
up, mocking the poor man with
his shiny blankness.
Fight, you heathen!
The writer roars and slashes out
black ink splatters across the paper,
spreading quickly and marring the page.
The paper snarls and wraps itself
around the man's arm, leaving him only
with the keys L, O, S, and E
to fight with.
The writer shrieks and makes a pass,
desperately aiming at the middle of the page,
An "E" attaches to the paper.
They back up, and the author makes
the first move:
throwing his keys like darts,
and pinning the page to the wall.
EnglandxReader: Red jackets and fluffy hatsEnglandxReader: Red jackets and fluffy hats2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
EnglandxReader~ Red Jackets and Fluffy hats
Oh tourists, how I hate you. Just because you are making stupid faces and ridiculous poses does not mean I am going to budge for you. You will never, ever, in a million years make this man move. But no, you don't listen, you keep trying like the idiots you are. You stick your tongues out and make silly noises; you jump up and down as if you were in aerobics, and then get so discouraged wondering how I could possibly not laugh at it.
As if their annoying antics weren't enough, the sun also decided to be a complete wanker. It was the middle of July and I am wearing a heavy red jacket, black pants, and the tallest hat on the face of the earth, not to mention it's made of ebony fur. To say I'm sweating would be a definite understatement. My clothing felt so damp I might as well had just come back from a swim at the lake. My head was so hot I thought I might go unconscious from heat stroke. But alas, it is just another day for a Royal G
Entrance To The Dark ForestEntrance To The Dark Forest5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come in, come in...
Why go back home, why turn around?
The forest calls.. Can’t you hear the sound?
Come in, come in...
There is nothing to lose, and everything to win;
for this, this is not like anywhere you've ever been.
Here the trees twist, the branches twine
the twigs crack, the leaves rustle.
You won't get far, not moving a muscle.
Don't be afraid...
You could always stay
just till darkness falls?
Move.. come on, the forest calls!
Go on, and don't look back
Just follow the track, step by step.
No need to bring water, no need to bring bread