I Don't CareThose heart-wrenching feelings have long since passedI Don't Care2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of togetherness, of love
Later came the shock of agony
Which I have rose above
Now I see you on the floor
Cold and bumpy to the touch
Remembering the last time I saw you
And how I used to feel so much
Remind me of the days of holding hands
Fingers entwined between fishnet gloves
Passionate, tender moments, exchanging hot kisses
With a girl I used to love
You are round and brown with little black bumps
A cute smile painted for a face
You had a match worn by another
But that was in another place
I don't think much of her anymore
She doesn't come to mind
And I believe it's for the better
To leave the past behind
Maybe she still thinks of me
Running my fingers through her hair
Maybe she still has those photos
But I honestly don't care
I don't know who she's with or where she is
Or if she's got a new madame
But I don't really want to know
Because I don't really give a damn
All I know is that I'm fine
And what's meant to be will be
Bridget and Emily on HomophobiaEMILY:Bridget and Emily on Homophobia2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
My mom found out you're a lesbian. She forbid me from going to San Fran for college with you. I chewed her ass. I can go again now. She got all high and mighty and lectured me about how she'll "not have me become a lesbian" and blah blah blah.
I hate this place so much, Bridget. Don't worry, I defended you with my life. I'm proud to call you my friend. She can't take that from me.
Emily, that means more to me than you will ever know.
What irks me is that some of my friend's parents feel that because I like girls, it means that I'm some kind of creep out to turn all her female friends, which isn't true in the slightest. The same thinking could be used in reverse; A lot of my friends are straight, both males and females. That doesn't mean that me spending time with them is going to make me heterosexual.
Thank you so much. I really hope I get to see you soon... I love and miss you so much, Thank you for defending me.
It's what I had to do. You'r
MamaMama, you're not home anymoreMama2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You don't pick up the phone
You keep on promising it'll be okay
And wondering why I feel alone
But brother's stressed and so am I
I'm so scared, but I don't show it
Daddy's stressed because it's all ending
I wish I could pretend not to know it
I hide in my room and I close the door
Blasting my stereo
So I can drown out the sound of the fight,
You two shouting on the floor below
I know that you do deserve much better
I know he doesn't treat you right
But that doesn't soften the ache in my eyes
When you're arguing every night
You keep making promises
But you don't follow through
You say you'll be back by nine
But you walk through the door at two
Doors keep slamming and people keep yelling
I don't know why I can't cry
But I can't shed a single tear
Even when I try
He blames you for everything
From the divorce to my grades
He doesn't know that he's the reason
Why my motivation fades
I remember when I trusted easily
I remember when I believed
But I am not resig
ImportantMy closest friend.Important7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have an important part of my heart.
But I love you with all.
You're very important to me, and I never want to lose you.
and this is my Christmas present to you! Merry Christmas!
Fallout Equestria - Ideas on gun usage FoE: gun usageFallout Equestria - Ideas on gun usage2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Fallout: Equestria - Ideas on general gun usage
Usage in different races
Earth ponies have to rely on a mouth grip or a battle saddle on all weapons, since they have no means in lifting them in any other way.
Mouth grips are mostly designed with the abilties of Earth Ponies in mind. They have no problem with the kick of the gun, since they are physically more powerfull and resistant then other races. They can handle every firearm up to a medium sized shotgun with ease, using a mouth grip.
Panda Hero Allied Forces Version Lyrics (Romaji)Panda Hero Allied Forces Version Lyrics (Romaji)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Mazu wa hanasou ka Kangae zu reisei ni
Tokku ni mukushita Kangaesu gi no messeji
Dare ni todoku ka nante Shiranai deii (P.H SAY)
Kore kara sengen kaikai no PUREIBOURU
Haaizai ni paipi sabita sharing
meimei ni kurutta kaiga no ichi
kiiroi daatsu ban ni chuusha no hari to
hoomu beesu ni houshi no te
Okomari naraba aitsu wo yobe
souden tou ga kakomu guraundo
shiro kuro amai na seigi no hiiro
hidari te ni wa kinzoku batto
Aku naki jiko tomogen
Madamada ousa nai kaitō
Sana kara SHINDOROUMU
Barabara kousa dankura SHOW
Kansoko modokou 524
Kanjou koyou taikutsu to ai taishi
Zenbu, zenbu waracchaou ze HERO
noizu dake haite inu razio
fura fura ni neon banii gaaru
souba wa opium tane hito tsubu
Oku no hou ni nomarete iku
"hitotsu tanomu ze, onegai da"
kara kara no ringo sashi dashite
nan demo nai you na koe guzute
saa doko ni mo ikenai na
Kemuru jouki kensou no me
Koko de toujou pinchi hitta
What I Learned at SRU -64-What I Learned at SRU -64-3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N:If you think you might be interested in giving me some commission work, please feel free to e-mail me at that address or send me a message through this website with what you have in mind. I am incredibly grateful for all of the support you guys have given my work across multiple websites and wrote a journal about that here:
I'm just not sure what I can be doing to help myself out of this whole situation, but felt that it couldn't hurt to ask.
With that business out of the way, I hope you all enjoy this heavy chapter - I put a lot of myself into it and it's probably the chapter I have combed over and tweaked the most so far (something I actually don't do a lot). It's one of the most important chapters in the whole story.
What I Learned at SRU
Chapter 64 - Collide
- Monday, February 21st, 2011 -
Jane sighed as she set the prepared wrap on a plate, dropped a pickle spear
A Heart to Heart TalkA Heart to Heart Talk2 years ago in Settings More Like This
A heart to heart talk.
Takoda and Ty Lee
It has been a year since Ty Lee and I had met and started to train together I didn't think it was possible for our bond to get any closer but I was proved to be wrong one night. It started out on a late night during a full moon we were just about to start a long training session between the two of us but something wasn't right. Ty Lee seemed to be lacking today and her mood wasn't as happy as what I was usually use too, she had me worried but she assured me that she was fine just tired. She asked if she could cut down on training for tonight and head to bed early which I agreed with because I didn't want her to exert herself. I had watched as she walked away her steps seemed very droopy and her feet slightly dragged something wasn't right but I figured she'd tell me in her own time when she was ready too. I had trained a little longer than what I would usually do but I just felt the need to get some stuff off my mind.
It had been
CapoeiraCapoeira11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The floor is bare and dusty, hastily swept to clear only the largest of debris. The high ceiling that once arched neatly in the middle now sags between wooden ribs. Although one can imagine it caving in as soon as it gets tired enough, the high ceiling will serve to circulate fresh air to the fanatics who will soon congregate below. Only their energy, harnessed in the form of a fiery, graceful martial art, can transform this old gym. The vehemence of capoeira can impart life and power to whatever it touches. In the meantime, the room sleeps, unused and indifferent.
Then they come, people of diverse shapes and sizes and colours, and all that dull stillness changes. The capoeira class falls into the pattern of warm up movements. The gritty floor scrapes against their calloused feet. After an hour of arduous practice, some stretch, some gulp their water desperately, and some apply athlete's tape to their blistered feet.
The capoeiristas gather, tired but enthusiastic, at one end of the ro
After the Ambush: Tokka...there's nothing else I can do...After the Ambush: Tokka4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
...will never walk again...
...lucky to be alive...
...can you hear me...
He floated in nothingness. Words were spoken by disembodied voices. Light shone all around. It was warm and inviting and he was part of it. He was the light. He was free.
A touch ghosted across his arm. He was being pulled down, away from the light, back to the voices. He tried to fight. He tried to get away. He tried to fly.
He sank into the world of noise and darkness.
When Sokka regained consciousness, he immediately wished he would pass out again. Pain ricocheted through his broken body. Everything hurt. Opening his eyes was going to be another exercise in pain, so he tried to bring his arm up to cover them. It wouldn't move. He risked cracking open one eyelid. Th
CrossroadsAuthor's note: This story is set in a world just sideways of our own, where the heroes of American legends are real. But then again, so are the villains.Crossroads2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I say," said the tall, black man with the perfect smile. "I say, come along over here and sit a spell. You look plum tuckered out." And he played a little arpeggio on his guitar, which he held like it was a woman he loved.
It was dusk then and the sky was fading from its cotton candy dream color into a deep lavender, dark and low on the horizon like a lady singing blues, and Ted Swanson the securities salesman was grateful to sit down. He took a seat beside that old black man, right in front of the diner, and he loosened his tie. It was a lot damn hotter down south than he'd expected, and a lot lonelier too.
"Where am I?" asked Ted Swanson.
"You in Mississippi, boy."
"Yeah, I know. What town I mean?"
"Not that it rightly matters but you at Route 8, Halfway Diner, next to the Plantation. Ain't got no town name, but that's where
I am Native AmericanI am Native American4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Poem: In the beginning i was here,
Long before the white man and his diseases, his religions, and his warlike ways.
I lived upon the land for countless moons in harmony with the Great Spirit,
Honoring all life around me.
In this land called Kan-tu-kee, the great meadow, the dark bloody ground,
I was known as Shawnee, Cherokee, Iroquois, Creek....
I AM NATIVE AMERICAN.
Rayne was good friends with the chief's daughter. She had no parents so the chief took her in as his won daughter. Rayne and the chief's daughter, Skye, always played
Gravity Falls Secrets -MUST READ-Gravity Falls Secrets -MUST READ-2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Gravity Falls Introduction
In the introduction, I found many mysterious things. I'll try to tell them as they happen.
The first thing I noticed was in the scene where there is a row of pine trees (Before the scene with footprints.). If you watch that scene carefully enough, there is a split second frame with a figure that looks like a bigfoot. I paused the scene to look more carefully. The "bigfoot" has no fur on its hands or feet. It also has no fur on its head, but the head looks like it has a mask over it with an area cut out for eyes. There has been some theories as to what this might be. Some say that the bigfoot is Gruncle Stan. I'm not sure why Stan would run around in a bigfoot suit, but people have said that Stan's fez hat is on it. They also think he might do it to scare tourists or for money. Some people think that it's the author, or mystery man, running around in the suit. The author could be doing this to stay away from Stan, or The Seeing Eye. Other people think that the
The AddictionThere was once a woman named Terra. She was a dedicated mother, who provided her children with everything they would ever need: food, shelter, medicineThe Addiction4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But as all children do, they rebelledviolently. They hacked off her gorgeous hair, left gashes in her beautiful skin, and covered her in rancid trash
And still, she loved and provided for them.
Then one day, they found their drug.
It was black, sludgy, sticky, poisonous, yet they treasured it. Becoming addicted, they breathed it, burned it, adored it. They'd pay any cost, whether it be loss of life, harming themselves, or slowly killing their mother.
Over the years, Terra became feverish from exposure to the drugs, she could no longer provide as well for her children as they fought over the addictive substance amongst themselves.
One of her children apparently became worried about her health.
"Mother? Are you okay?"
"Yes," came the pained reply, "I am well."
But the worried child, after some extensive examinatio
My Suicide Note This is my suicide note.My Suicide Note6 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
A tale, if it could be called that, of a lonely girl.
My tale. My
Alex Nighttray Info sheetAlex Nighttray Info sheet3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Alex Nighttray
Race: Vampire, Asian
Hair Color: black
Eye Color: red
Weight: 145 pounds
Appearance: (the pic above) wears wire framed glasses.
History: his father was a president of a very popular shopping website. Alex didnt spend much time with his father through his life, but he spent a lot of time with his mother. When Alex spent time with his father, he would be child abused to get stronger. Bruised, cut, whipped, burned even. When Alex was in middle school he would have more injuries. Alex would go into his room with some bandages on his face and body, sometimes coming in with a broken arm or leg. At twelve, his father decided that Alex would get stronger by experimentation, but sadly it was a failure and Alex's soul was cut in half. The other half was in a new body, a created female body that would keep the soul safe. They named the female Athena Blackheart. Something Alex would know she would know. If Athena did not want to stay on earth