Creepypasta - FlutterScaryCreepypasta - FlutterScary3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Angel wanted me to come to the Everfree forest, I really wish i could understand some animals, he hopped along as I followed, he stopped to a halt, to what I noticed was an injured animal, a bunny just like angel...actually too much a look a like of angel, but obviously from me being an animal lover, I really thought that i should help it, naturally I walked towards the bunny, but all of a sudden a dark circle surrounded me, it shrouded around me, then suddenly I started falling, was it in the sky? was it in the ground? was it even anywhere I wasn't sure.
I saw a weird shape, I couldn't really figure out what it was, it came a little closer, I gasped, it was the princess, Princess Celestia, but of course not what she normally looked like, she was all bloody and dirty her colour had faded, some of her limbs were ripped off and her eye's were just hollow, I tried to scream but I was scared it wouldn't come out. Instead I shivered, I shivered so much by accident, I knocked something over.
far awaykissing a cigarette filter, missing you.far away5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
SomedayMaybe someday you'll love someone who doesn't love you backSomeday3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feel the emptiness of missing someone who just doesn't miss you
You'll do everything for this person and it still won't be enough
Hold them when they cry
Listen when they need to talk
Understand when they get upset
Make them laugh just to see them smile
But it's not going to make them love you back
Maybe someday you'll find the person who makes you happier than anyone ever has
The one you can't see yourself without
Who makes it difficult to imagine yourself with anyone else
And then they'll leave
They won't feel the same way and disappear
Maybe someday you'll wake up thinking they're in your arms
And then remember they no longer want anything to do with you
You'll spend weeks laying in bed, crying
Trying to figure out why you weren't worth it
How you went from meaning the world to this person one day and not the next
How they could tell you they love you so much just hours before they leave you
Engulfed by loneliness only the
En dur ingEn dur ing7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I spoke to my walls, discovering that the only difference
between them and her was
a coat of paint and a pulse,
and often-- just the pulse.
And I solved my problems for under ten dollars, at corner stores:
I purchased lip chap, armbands, and press-on nails.
Tell Me TrulyTell Me Truly3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell Me Truly
When our eyes meet
When our lips touch
Tell me truly
Will it be too much?
When we embrace
When we hold hands
Tell me truly
Will you understand?
When our hearts beat as one
When our souls intertwine
Tell me truly
Will you be mine?
When love is ours
When we're no longer out of reach
Tell me truly
Will you always love me?
little love quoteslittle love quotes7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"my phone goes off, my heart skips a beat. cause i hope it is you."
"i'm running a marathon just to catch you."
"i thought i was madly in love.... then i met you and learned what love was."
"Even though your an asshole, i love you and your my asshole."
"What is love? When the on eyou love talks about her crush and you help her through it, though it causes you pain..."
"My love for you grows lika disease, and i am loving it."
"When I am with you, all i wanna do is be close to you. When i am not with you, all i do is think about you."
"When you told me that you loved me, i couldn't say it back, because words couldn't describe how i felt."
"When we took a break, i still loved you. when i saw you, i cried and couldn't sleep cause of how i was still in love with you."
"When you said you loved me. I was shocked. When you kissed me, love grew stronger in us"
"When i see you, all i can think of is how it could of happened."
You said you wouldn;t break my heart when i gave it to you, so tell me
Pink Kissable LipsPink Kissable Lips3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pink Kissable Lips
In the morning her hair was a mess
Her blue eyes half asleep yet
Her soft pink lips capture his heart
Leaning down he brushes the hair
Out of her blue eyes
Sliding his hands down her neck
He leans in closer just for a kiss
Pink lips parting tongue dancing with his
She was beautiful in the morning
With pink kissable lips
Along Came an AngelShe signed her name next to selfish,Along Came an Angel2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and told him he had a heart of gold.
But behind the scenes and cheery talks
they were both just as damaged and hurt
with so many secrets floating, untold.
He had his monsters to battle,
she didn't stand in a better place
yet she pulled him up to his feet,
and glued all these cracks in his soul.
She was a strong lady,
a hidden gem among many rocks,
she shared her dreams and laughter
but sometimes she cried on his shoulder
and pointed at the demons,
who forced a lump to build in her throat.
She always insisted he was being sweet
when he spoke about her majestic allure
truth be told, he never understood
how can someone go through such hurt
and still have enough power to stand tall.
He learned the answer later on though,
when she took his breath in awe
and taught him how to smile anew
Along came an angel, he'd joke
yet for her, he swore a vow
to never let go, until death takes its dues.
How To Make Eragon AwesomeWhat follows is my personal idea for how Paolini can make up for all the mistakes he made in his first three books.How To Make Eragon Awesome4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
If you've read my previous two essays you know all the reasons I have for disliking the Eragon series. It's plagiarized, it's awkwardly written, it's full of really creepy moments, the main character is a horrible Mary Sue, and so on. You also know all the ideas I had for how Paolini could have fixed these problems before his books went to print.
But all that advice I gave is pretty much pointless in the end. The first three books have been printed, it's too late to change them. However, the fourth book has not been released yet. There's still time to make one big change that, I believe, will make everything we've had to suffer through so far completely worth it.
I'm sure Paolini couldn't care less about these essays I've written and likely doesn't even know they exist. But on the infinitesimal chance that he does, let me just say that I give him official permissio
Desire. (Use any pairing)We both lay on the sofa.Desire. (Use any pairing)4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cuddled into each other.
Watching a late night documentary.
But I am not watching it.
I am only watching you.
Your perfect hair.
I lean down and kiss your forehead.
You look up into my eyes.
They shine, reflecting the TV.
You sit up, keeping your face close to mine.
I close the gap between us.
At first I kiss you gently but you want more.
I don't mind.
As we embrace each other I think over all the things I love about you.
Too many things to write down.
I kiss down your neck.
You breathe heavily down the back of my neck, making the hairs stand on end.
But I stop.
Why do I not carry on?
I will myself on, wanting more.
But I can't.
I can't move.
I just stare into your eyes.
You slowly fade away to black.
And I wake up.
The only feeling left is the desire to fall back to sleep and hold you again.
But I know this is reality.
I can't change it.
At least not right now.
We are friends.
No matter how much I
How To Ask Someone To Let You Love ThemI think you keep secrets under your skinHow To Ask Someone To Let You Love Them4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like trees keep rings and do not know it,
like the sea teems,
like dark and quiet space
keeps every ray of light
the stars whispered to one another
when they were still young
and dying to make love.
I think you keep secrets in you
like the desert keeps sands,
like sleep keeps dreams,
like cities keep sleepless people
and people looking for sleepless people
to fall asleep with.
I think you keep secrets
like secrets like to be kept,
and I want to learn them all.
AspieI have Asperger's Syndrome.Aspie5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even saying it makes me feel relief.
I'm not weird.
I'm not strange.
I'm not different.
Well, I am different.
But I'm different for a reason.
My brain is wired up differently.
My brain is square when everybody else's is round.
My brain has three layers and everybody else has eight.
I get worried when I don't know what I'm doing.
I get worried around lots of people.
I get worried if things change.
I'm bad at telling how people feel.
I'm bad at reading people's faces.
I'm bad at a lot of social things.
But I'm good at things too.
I'm good at Maths.
I'm good at Music.
I'm good at knowing right from wrong.
I was unhappy before I knew about my Asperger's.
I'm not happy now. But I am relieved.
I'm an Aspie.
And I'm sure about things that I wasn't sure about before.
ravishi.ravish5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
these are the secrets we keep pressed against the skin of
your thighs and the confessions we dare not release past the
even rhythm of our pulses; this is everything our tongues keep
to themselves beyond the angles of lopsided secret smiles
these are the badges of honor we keep tucked on the insides
of our collars and in the rolls of our sleeves; this is the faintest
touch of my teeth leaving their mark on your clavicle and
the excuses we make when our distinctions are discovered
these are the memories we whisper to ourselves in stairwells
and private moments during the car ride home; this is you
closing your eyes and feeling the sensation of something greater
than friction building deep inside the spaces between your ribs
these are the movements our bodies have orchestrated and
rehearsed one thousand times with our eyes closed until we may
perform them with eyes wide open; this is resisting the arch
of your back against the most innocent of touches on your neck
Frerard: StarbucksHi, I'm FrankFrerard: Starbucks5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I hate school
I love music
I sound like the normal average kid
But also I like boys, yes I am a homosexual
And like a snap no body wants to talk to me.
I am having one of those days where you wake up to your mother yelling to tell you to get up,
You roll over and moan,
What seems like 30 seconds goes by and she is back, yelling, again something about breakfast is ready or you're going to be late.
Oh, the joy
You moan again and don't get up,
Eventually she is furious and yelling across the house so you drag your self out of bed,
Then grunt in response.
Just kill me now.
I sit at the table inhaling the spicy scent of my coffee,
It smells great but tastes like dish water.
I had tossed and turned all night,
I really didn't want to go to school.
These guys have been giving me a rough time and the teachers don't care.
Got to love it.
Eventually I have downed a whole three glasses of 'coffee'
I walk to the bathroom and have a shower, brush my teeth
Tales of Another Broken Family chapter 1 [Frerard]"It wasn't me!" I cried loud. "I-I swear! B-Believe me!" I coughed my lungs out.Tales of Another Broken Family chapter 1 [Frerard]3 years ago in Drama More Like This
I stood outside the front yard of the house, as everyone ran past me, pushing me away. The house behind me was being consumed by those huge red flames. The dawning sky was covered by a demonic black smoke.
"I-It was an accident!" I yelled while a police man walked to me, bringing Mikey at his hands. He looked down and got lose from the police man and ran to me. "You have to believe me!"
"There's no time to explain" the man said, putting his hat on, walking past me with firemen following him. Mikey hugged me at my waist, really tight, as I looked at the sky. He cried against me, while I closed my eyes and heard all the screams and noises from the house falling into pieces.
"Kids?" a police woman said in front of us and sighed. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times, to make the tears fall from my eyes. I nodded and held Mikey close. "I-I'm so sorry " she whispered. "The firemen could do nothing else&
Winter can never reach SpringSpringWinter can never reach Spring4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Forever there to bring a stop to the cold
Scent mesmerizing, warmth intoxicating
Always wanted, always wished for
Always wished away
Tries to hold on, tries to steal the warmth
Always whisked away by the warmth of Spring
But always there
Wanting what it can't have
Grasping what can't be reached
A weapon in the night
A shield in the light
Always so near
But always destined to be apart
Public Airplane ::Frerard::Frankie held his hands overtop his head for about two seconds before driving them into his lap with such force his hands slapped against his skin. Im bored, he moaned, light eyes rolling upward and looking pleadingly at the ceiling. Raising his tattooed hands once again, he angrily swiped at his eyes, rubbing away any essence of delusion. Dammit, now I remember why I hated planes so damn much.Public Airplane ::Frerard::8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Gerard, who sat beside him, smirked broadly and stretched as well. Headphones curled around his neck delicately, an iPod clutched in one pale hand. On his lap lay a novel, one Frank had never heard of. His eyes flickered to the title before dashing away, returning to the despairingly boring plane. Gerard rolled his eyes at his flying companion and nudged him in the side. Ya know, he said smugly, it was you who opted we go on this fucking plane, not me. You said you were sick of driving and Toro and Bryar agreed! Adding, quite com
OneHe stepped into the light: it cost him life.One2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A victim, helpless, torn by war; what Gods
Those many years ago did start from peace.
The bombs, they dropped, from planes in skies now red;
The trails behind in colored worlds were chilled.
They dug the graves and cast us in for dead.
But we, survivors young, reclaim our land,
Our country, lives, from forces full of dread.
Now listen well: the truth cannot be stilled.
We live, and fight, and die, and breathe, as one.
I am the MasterI am the masterI am the Master4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are my slave
I am in control
You do as I say
I can make you do everything
You cannot resist me
I am the will that wins
You are the will that submits
I am the one that rejoices
You are the one that sorrows
I am addiction
You are human
What to live forWhat to live for3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In this milestone
It's turned me under
I feel so alone
And for once I wonder
I used to feel so alive
Through the break up; I stood strong
Yet I fell astride
The empty bliss; its too wrong
Scared again I tremble
What do I live for?
I walk and run, I stumble
I gaze at nothing like a shamed whore
The stress's aggression
Lead me to an uproar
As silent as the ocean shore
Will I soon find?
Will I run out of time?
Everyone has a goal, where's mine?
RipperRipperRipper5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
~All this World is Hell,
and all the Men and Women
He Looked and watched as she passed. With her hair down and hips swaying East to West. Once a Virgin, Pure and White, now a vile Portrait of Sin and Wickedness.
Once her Gaze met his, all Hope was lost to the Beast. She looked into his eyes, and saw nothing, he was sure. But hers told a story. A solitary Tale that defined the way of the world in this day; this God Forsaken time.
He Lured her into his grace with sweet, luxurious fruits and Drinks named for Beautiful Queens of far way lands.
Her Eyes were bright Gre
Creep - FrerardIt wasn't always this way.Creep - Frerard4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm naturally drawn to beauty. It's something I personally find rare enough to put on a pedestal; that anything beautiful is meant to be examined and admired.
I'm also more curious than a normal person should be. I guess it's in my genes, and that's something I can't necessarily just wash out.
The first time was an accident.
He had to have known his curtains and blinds were wide open, exposing not just a window, but a huge bay window, on the other side of which was his bedroom. It always struck me as odd of someone to require such a large window in the room where the most private things are accomplished. I didn't dwell on it, though. It wasn't the window I found interesting, anyway, but what lay beyond; within, and what I saw.
I had been walking home from my friend Bob's house. It wasn't far from my apartment at all, maybe a few blocks. I usually rode the bus because Bob complained whenever I was late, and walking meant more distractions. T
Frerard: Lunar Blue 01Frerard: Lunar Blue 013 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
1: Chasing the Jackalope
It's only been two hours since the announcement, since my fate has been unwillingly decided amongst my own people. All the men of the village are already at the tavern drinking to a point it was a sin, dancing horribly drunk to the music and cheering for the fact they are safe for another month. It isn't even nightfall and I see my friend, the craftiest and sly hunter of our entire village Ray, drunk as a skunk. I am nearly reluctant to bump into him, as I live just past the tavern and situated between the edge of the forest and by the stables. I do not want to see or speak with anyone aside from my brother as my state of mind is not in the most sanctified of thought train; thus pushing me into an angry spell of avoidance in people or encountering Jared, our leader.
"Look who it is, the man of the hour!" Ray drunkenly cheered as he spotted me, and I didn't want to have to walk by him either.
Today just was not m