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Society. Bullies. Suicide.Society. Bullies. Suicide.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those who are from different countries.
Those who are mentally or physically disabled.
Those who are from a strange religion.
Those who are on meds for problems.
Those who have piercings and tattoos.
Those who wear all black.
Those who are overweight.
Those who can't afford gorgeous clothes.
Those who love the same gender.
All of those who are unique.
They don't bother me.
In fact, I support them.
The people who do bother me are the ones who don't accept them.
Those who hate and mock.
Those who beat and tease.
Those who bully.
Our society has raised us telling us to be ourselves,
encouraging us to not be an image everyone els
Megamind Time Travel Fic 1 The epic MEGaMind Time Travel ficMegamind Time Travel Fic 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
SPoiler Alert if you have not Watched MegaMind do not read this until you do it is a good movie
Plot What if Roxanne and Metro Man were sent to the past to change Megamind's behavior
what if they time traveled to when Megamind was still an outcast in School.
Chapter 1 : Our Names are Megsanne Metrosity and MetroMind MetroSity?
Metro City was your basic city it had Skytrappers and Bulidings but what set Metro City apart from every other city was MegaMind. He was a big headed man with Blue skin and Beauiful Green eyes, his story was differnt then Metro City's pervious hero Metro Man .He used t
Video CosplayOur new video cosplay.Video Cosplay1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Music: Placebo - Post Blue
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As the day breaksAs the day breaks I am born anew,As the day breaks4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There is no limit to what I can do.
As the day breaks i have a song to sing,
I can just imagine what the day will bring.
As the day breaks I have a new found joy,
I feel like a little girl who just got her first toy.
As the day breaks there's a song in my heart,
I express my song with a delicate art.
As the day breaks Ilife gives me a reason to desire,
You will see the passion that lights my fire.
As the day breaks I can finally see,
As the day breaks I am free to be me.
Melfina's SongMelfina's Song7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Melfina's Song
I don't know
What words I can say
The wind has a way
To talk to me
Flowers sleep
A silent lullaby
I pray for reply
I'm ready
Quiet day calms me
Oh, serenity
Someone please
Tell me, (oh...hmmm)
What is it they say?
Maybe I will know one day.
I don't know what
Words I can say
The wind has a way
To talk to me
Flowers sleep
A silent lullaby
I pray for reply
I'm ready
I WorryI WorryI Worry2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm only human
I've spent a lot of time learning that
As simple as it might be
There are some things I just can't do
Some things I just can't know
I know that now
But
Knowing that I'm human
Knowing that I can make mistakes
And that my actions have real consequences
I worry
What if I really mess up?
What if someone ends up hurt?
What if
I was wrong
Being human
Being fallible
Isn't it just a matter of time?
Before I mess up?
And what then?
I know I'm not the only one
6.8 billion people
All worrying about the same things
And most people have more to worry about than me
I'm in no position to complain
But no matter how much I tell mys
contentmentI'm not looking for an epic romance.contentment1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want a grand adventure of love.
My needs are much simpler now.
Come, sit beside me.
Share the quiet, still moments with me.
Hold my hand. Let me touch you.
Look upon me with tenderness and compassion.
Let your smile be gentle and your words kind.
I no longer expect passion.
I was never an object of lust.
But if you've any affection for me,
Stay near me. Let me hold you in the soft, sleepy hours at day's end.
You and Me.Sing to me, sing to me,You and Me.3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
sing to me soft.
Soothe now my fears,
as you have oft.
Hold me, hold me,
hold me tender.
Help me to my feelings
surrender.
Talk to me, talk to me,
talk to me, gentle.
Comfort me lest,
I should go mental.
Sit with me, sit with me,
sit with me, morning.
Company to stop depression
dawning.
Stay with me, stay with me,
stay with me, today.
Let me help you keep
loneliness away.
Love me, love me,
love me, always.
Be with me forever,
til the end of days.
dark lullabyI can’t help it, it’s not fairdark lullaby2 days ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I sense something in the air
There’s voices undefined
It’s the wind, part of my mind
There’s bleakness about this place
Like darkness that hides in lace
Rain descends slowly
A coldness of the unholy
My soul grows icy
I can’t help it, it’s not fair
A face hidden in the briar
Roses prick and blood me
Someone hides, I can’t see
Wind picks up swirling around
My body feels as if it’s bound
He reaches out to feel
My eyes flutter, it’s surreal
My soul burns bright
I can’t help it, it’s not fair
He touches me, I don’t care
His claws pervade
Theme Prompt - MagicPower threadingTheme Prompt - Magic2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Though the air
Centered on
The thoughts
I hold tight.
Willpower
Shapes it.
Breath
Gives it
Wings.
Dance of magic
That I call upon.
Working miracles
And the changes
That I desire.
tightsJan 1, 2011tights2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When there is no company, I define myself with tights. I wrap my bruises and prickles in triangles and silky stripes, making something sensuous; I pull soft cotton between my thighs and slowly swipe out wrinkles. I sway in front of mirrors, with saxophones serenading me from the machine on my mattress; I smile at my legs. They arc and stretch; they lift me upwards over nonexistent parading heads, and they hunt attention; they do not make a sound.
Without you, I sing to my dog and my nails and my feet. I make Frank Sinatra siphon my world from my eyes; he sings to me strongly and spins me with one light hand. He looks at my legs.
Flaming DreamsFlaming Dreams10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Finn often had dreams. They were lumpin' awesome. He had swords, magical powers, awesome armor, not to mention he and Jake battled the most epic creatures! They would always fight to the end, bloody and bruised, but their enemy would be defeated.
Yes, these were the dreams Finn often had. He loved them. He wouldn't always remember them, some more than others, but he very rarely woke up feeling uncool and not awesome. He loved sleeping, because even asleep, he had adventures.
And then...
It changes. All of it.
He dreams about her.
Flame Princess. Or 'Flame' as she told him to call her. The fiery princess now burned up his dreams. Literall
Hell or Paradise? Part 7As Tracey was quickly but gently falling down inside the Baby Pound she finally figured out why she didn't want to come here in the first place!Hell or Paradise? Part 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was all a trap!
She turns around as she was falling and saw the white light from gate was closing from the outside, way up into the pink sky as she was falling to the light green blue grass.
"NO! WAIT! I SHOULDN'T BE HERE! STOP!"
But it was too late…the doors closed and Tracey was trapped inside…forever…
"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!" Tracey worried in panic that she'll remain a pooping teenager forever!
"What's wrong little girl? Are you new here?"
Tracey turns around fast and
Hell or Paradise? Part 6Hours and hours passed when Tracey finally woke up from her nap with a big headache. "Ahh…mama!!! My head hurts!!! Waa!!! Waa!!! Waa!!!" 'Wait…why am I crying over something so simple…? Ohh…my head…' "Coming sweet heart!"Hell or Paradise? Part 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A different girl with soft pink hair and rosy cheeks came into the room with a suppository in her arms.
"Where's my other mama…" She asked as she was about to cry. "Oh her? The Leader sent them back to Mommy Training! Apparently they goofed up in keeping you safe. But not to worry, you got a new mommy now, and so did Peachy!" She giggled as she turned Tracey onto her belly. "That's wonderful!
Hell or Paradise? Part 5Tracey got changed in a white cloth diaper with an extra large pink safety pin in the front. "Aww! You're mommy's little cupcake! Yes you are! Yes you are!" She kisses Tracey all over her face nearly drowning her in Mother's lipstick. "Let's get you dressed and ready for Peach!" "Ok mommy! I love dress up!" 'Please kill me.' She thought to herself as Mother was grabbing a pink dress with white ruffles in the bottom of the dress that'll show off her diaper bottom to everyone. Mother dressed Tracey and gave her pink booties and a big bib that read: 'Mama's Little Messy Pooper.' "Aww! You need more!" Before Tracey could say anything Mother placeHell or Paradise? Part 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Footprints.I want to be quoted, I want to be seen, I want to be heard.Footprints.4 days ago in Philosophical More Like This
I want to be believed, to be admired, to be respected, to be understood.
To be contemplated, to be defended, to be thought of; I want to leave something behind.
I want to live forever in memory, I want forever to live in me.
I want eternity to hold me through the night, I want endlessness to wrap me in its warmth.
I want to exist 1000 years from now, in strangers I have only seen in my dreams.
I want to impact people, I have not yet met, who know me intimately because of my art, my expression, my words, my ideas, my vision. I want to be the inspiration for other artists, just lik
LonelyI look at the starsLonely2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hoping to see something
Looking back at me.
But its just echoes
Of dead and dying
Suns and worlds.
Nothing's listening,
Nothing's speaking,
Nothing really cares.
There is no design,
No grand plans to
Make the universe spin.
There's only darkness,
Suffocating and cold,
Consuming the light.
Dry Spell I am immobilized by time.Dry Spell1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
by the idea that it is somehow slipping,
fleeting,
evaporating
through the cracks of
my fingers and high
above my head.
I am terrified by the incessant notion
that no combination of thoughts,
words,
silences,
or actions
could possibly satiate it.
I realize only now that it can never be filled:
all which is tossed into it is swallowed in haste
or stretched
so far
that it dissolves into non-being.
I find that I am caught within its furrows
much like the words it devo
1 World, 2 of Us(NELLIS)-CHAPTER 61 World, 2 of Us(NELLIS)-CHAPTER 66 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nick awoke to Ellis chitter-chattering to the coldness of the night. He felt fine, honestly, but he felt bad for Ellis having to freeze to death these past few nights when he could have just offered to share his heat. Rolling his eyes, Nick woke Ellis and had Ellis turn on his side to face Nick, then hugged him, sharing his suit jacket and warmth with Ellis. This was a closeness they had never had before…well, besides the bath adventure, but that was completely out of hand.
Ellis was too tired to ask why Nick was doing this, but he thought it was because Nick felt bad for giving him a swollen black eye from the soap and was trying to repay
+OPOC Profile+ Iriye Aisu+OPOC Profile+ Iriye Aisu10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
General Information
First name: Aisu [ah-ee-SOO]
Surname: Iriye [EE-rih-yea]
Nickname: Akuma (Kuma-chibi), Noodle Head, Tyrant, Lil' Princess
Age: 34 years old / 36 years old
Date of birth: January 7th
Race: Human (Chitose Clan)
Gender: Female
Current residence: RedHair Pirate's Ship - Red Force
Sound and Voice
Traits of Voice: Soft, quiet and calm. Also rather warm.
Language spoken: Japanese / English
Other languages known: Basic runes of her clan (can only read)
Seiyuu(s): Sayaka Ohara [Erza Scarlet - Fairy Tail]
#Voi
here's tohere's to the young lovershere's to1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
who try to prove to those who say
that you won't last past a couple months
that you can combat cruel words
and show you meant it when you said
'i love you' to that special someone
here's to the parents
who love and support their children
no matter who they love
or what they believe
always ready to do what they can
for those who matter most to them
Darkness„Tell me a story of darkness," the sun asked the moon, but the moon just smiled and shook his head.Darkness11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
„There is no real darkness," the moon replied. „It's really just the absence of light."
The sun was confused. „Isn't that what darkness is all about?" she asked with a puzzled look on her face.
Again the moon smiled. „Indeed it is. But darkness is an illusion. It doesn't exist."
„I'm quite sure it does," the sun said and she seemed very certain. "Everybody is always talking about darkness."
The moon nodded understandingly. „Oh, but they talk about a lot of things, don't they? Let me ask you this: Have you
Poets should never make ghost children.I whisper cheap metaphorsPoets should never make ghost children.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
into your needy ears until, like
funeral flowers, they rest upon
the atlas of your mind. You
with your napkin love letters
and cloudy storm eyes
are the only one to ever
make my scaled spine quiver.
But, my veins ache
from consuming too much ink.
I am gagging on black blood
as it spills from your fingertips
to rest upon my lips.
You asked me once if I could read
the words carved into my limbs
like prophecies of you and
Sta.sh
