After All..I am a flightless bird,After All..2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
And that's alright.
It can't be helped,
My wings have been clipped.
But not out of love.
My wings were clipped out of fear,
A fear that there are things I cannot do.
So I watch you fly,
Fly fly fly.
You beautiful bird.
You're so colourful and bright,
I'm nothing but a background dull grey.
Go and fly,
No need to wait up.
I keep clipping my feathers because I don't think I'm ready to fly.
You can sing all your songs to me when you come home,
You keep learning new ones every time you fly.
And each time you fly,
You fly farther and higher.
And your at a point right now that when you fly,
I can't watch anymore.
And when you come home,
I'm happy your back.
But I'm also sad,
Because deep down I want to fly away with you.
And be with you all the time.
So from my cage I'll sing my songs to my self,
The same ones I've known since I was young.
I'm too scared to fly.
the world's first ever bachelor museumhey Irony,the world's first ever bachelor museum3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
no? what if i
your best friend's
abacus & didn't
even call back?
do you remember
the time i snuck
into your guesthouse
and fell in
with your cuckold
futon? i chiseled
a wedding ring out of
Philosophy's fossil fingers
to Plato. we eloped
in a cave (twas such
a feeble affair) where
i vowed to burn my
when i set your diary
on fire? me neither.
bathe me in Aphrodite's
amniotic fluid. love is a
business--none of mine--
governed by mapmakers
(those tyrants of foxhole
a blissful abyss
i fell in
truth with thy beauteous
masque. unwrap vanity's
divine vines & develop an
eating disorder; develop a
God complex. develop my
Kodak collection of those
times you don't remember
& hang them
in celluloid galleries
i fell in
with your satire,
enriched by your
saying the same exact thing for the same exact boyi've brainwashed myselfsaying the same exact thing for the same exact boy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into believing in love. i
have dreamt of this day
since the first day i saw
you: the day where you
finally come true.
whenever i awaken, it is not to
the sound of your heart drum;
no. because everytime i wake
up next to you, it turns out i'm
i am not sleeping beauty
& you are not a prince. i
am an unread love letter
lost in a broken fantasy;
a poem never to be read
by the one person for whom it was written
baby, i'm a catastrophe.i remember.baby, i'm a catastrophe.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i remember being pulled to you
like there was some sort of
invisible force acting between us.
tying me to you.
maybe you had an addictive personality
and i wasn't strong enough to resist.
that was the beginning.
the middle was just lost.
who i was was gone before
you really got to know her.
and you--you were changing.
maybe i was changing you and
it was so so wrong
but i convinced myself not to care.
it was like a star flickering out.
but still too beautiful
the ending was more like
a comet crashing into the sun.
Here and then gone.
and now after all of this,
the only thing left to say is
that if you can forget me
as if there's no gravity
then you're doing the right thing.
i would never blame you.
.:Ai No Yami 3 Cap. 3:..:Ai No Yami 3 Cap. 3:.4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Seiryu: -saliendo del baño, secándose el cabello- Hmmm, que estás haciendo??
Lily: shhh, acabo de ver a Ai y Kyou, besarse
Seiryu: si como no
Lily: en serio, es más, discretamente asómate a ver
Seiryu: -sale completamente, -lo ve- oh fuck, -se mete en chinga-
Lily: ves??, te lo dije
Seiryu: debe de haber una explicación lógica para todo esto
Lily:claro que la hay, a Ai le gusta Kyou, o peor aún, a Kyou le gusta Ai
Seiryu: cálmate, no creo que la haya besado en la boca, además ambas sabemos que en la única persona que Ai piensa es en Ryuuzaki
Lily: si pero recuerda, estamos en la escuela, y lo que pasa en la escuela se queda en la escuela
Seiryu: que eso no es en la vegas?
Lily: ah da lo mismo, el caso aquí es que Ai le es infiel a Ryuuzaki
Seiryu: hay no chingues, solo fue un beso
Lily: en mi rancho a eso se le llama poner los cuernos
Seiryu: pues, Takeshi beso a Ai enfrente de Ryuuzaki, pero ella prometió que no vo
i'm telling myself not to get my hopes up.It's been a long time since I felt like this.i'm telling myself not to get my hopes up.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's all small kicks of my heartbeat
and subtle smiles when no one's looking.
I'm checking my phone messages
more times than any girl should,
but you're not letting me down.
You remind me of a time when things were easy
before I memorized what sadness felt like
and stopped feeling alive.
And for the first time, I don't feel broken
in a way that can't be fixed.
I don't feel like I was built in a way
that doesn't fit.
i have given you a present: perfect, simple, tenseLet me rename youri have given you a present: perfect, simple, tense2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
majestic visage: you
are To Die For. Your
smile blinds me like
a one-eyed simile, a
Let us conjoin; we're
Now and Then. Let's
connect our clauses &
become a life sentence-
become a couple
of copulative verbs-
become less tense
& build a future
Let us make love like comma splices,
let's become each other's antecedent.
(independent pronouns &
hearts in transit. You are
the object of my affection,
the subject of this phrase,
the other end of my lonely
You are To Die For
& I never split an
these are the last things i'll say before i'm goneIf I had to give a name to what I'm feeling I would just call it disappearing. Because it's exactly like the way that you can know everything about someone one day and nothing the next. It's the quick death love has that leaves you wanting more or wanting it back in the best and worst of ways.these are the last things i'll say before i'm gone3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
If I had to explain I would say this feeling is something like standing outside of your door at four in the morning, even though I know I shouldn't be here, wearing the same wrinkled clothes I had on the day before, wanting nothing more than to beg to come home, but knowing better, because following the motions isn't really the best follow through.
I won't admit how much I miss you I can't, but I can tell you this.
The thing about disappearing is that it doesn't stop me from wanting to be completely impossible to forget. And maybe that's a bit of an anomaly, but I've never made much sense to begin with anyway.
And sure, we're all different in the same ways, but I want to be differen
a lifetime of storms just to make things matterIt never rains like this where I’m from. It’s all or nothing there. Where the sky will split open for days, swallowing the continents, putting oceans where they used to rest. There, we were always just barely afloat, and I never learned how to swim.a lifetime of storms just to make things matter2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Here, I feel like I can still breathe between the raindrops and I sit out on our back patio and let the water soak into my skin and wash away all my sins. I know I’m not who I thought I’d be five years ago, but it’s not enough just to wish you could change, sometimes you just have to accept the way things are. Except who you’ve become. Where you’ve come from.
It was the day after my twentieth birthday when I learned that my heart would skip beats when I saw his face. My pulse would start and stop and disappear. I was fading and sometimes, he would make my outlines clear again, bring back the contours and all my shades and shadows. Small smiles would be awarded, unfamiliar to my face. He was my angel
this is the distinct linemy subconscious hates me.this is the distinct line4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
maybe even more than i
hate myself right now.
impossible, i know, but
i dreamed about you last night
for the first time in a long time.
you called me. your voice still
makes my heart do enough flips
and tumbles to make me sick.
not in a bad way though. never
in a bad way. but in any case,
you called and you weren't
angry. we weren't awkward.
we just were.
i smiled and it wasn't fake.
i dreamed that you could still love
me or that you still did.
one of the two. i can't remember.
either way, i felt whole again.
that's a feeling i thought i'd
forgotten. i should forget it.
i could still speak without
worrying what people would say
to me. distinct sympathy in
their eyes even when i swear
i'm okay. in my dream, i
promise i wasn't lying.
i was on a plane. the sunlight
hurt my eyes. but i was flying.
i dreamed i was a bird. it didn't
hurt until morning when i woke
up and felt like i had fallen.
my whole world in pieces because
i'm not really a bird witho
i am a black cat. i wish you were my ball of yarni lost the you in l u sti am a black cat. i wish you were my ball of yarn3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so now i'm lust in you
i will count your heartbeats
until i run out of numbers
i will invent a new number
& name it after your boyfriend, Satan
i could write 13-Devillion pretty poems
too ugly for you
i could be your guardian angel,
sleeping on your right shoulder,
but you shrug me off
because i am Bad Luck
my eyes cough a saline waterfall,
NaCl cascades into my papercuts
i am worthless
i am worth less than a grain of salt
tossed over your cold shoulder
to prevent Bad Luck
(it landed in my wounds)
smash my Glassheart, please
step on its shardcracks & crack
my reflection in tainted mirrors
7-Devillion years of Bad Luck,
but you're not superstitious
heart crossed.heart crossed.4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"who's that kid?" i ask, pointing at the boy whose hair cannot decide if it is red or gold. he holds a basketball in his small hands, bouncing it, once, twice, before putting it through the hoop in a perfect arc.
"james," the counselor responds, and leans closer. "he's a foster kid, you know."
i don't know.
the boy turns at that moment and catches me watching him. unthinkingly i form my thumbs and index fingers into a heart and flash it at him. he nods to his teammates and leaves the court, climbing the bleachers to where i sit.
"did you see my shot?" he asks.
"yes." pause. "i'm kelsey."
"i know," he says, and runs back to his game.
at the end of the camp day i wave to the buses as they leave the parking lot. the final bus clicks and pops to life, and from the last seat i see james cup his hands into a heart and press it against the window at me. i fumble to free my hands and return the gesture, but the bus turns the corner and he is gone.
it doesn't take long for me to vow that if i
Male!Grim Reaper!Reader x Germany : MonsterMale!Grim Reaper!Reader x Germany : Monster3 years ago in Romance More Like This
((Mangakid14 : Okay so first off even I started to cry during this and I am NEVER confident about my stories. Also this is from the reader's POV. It's like the reader is addressing a group of people or a single person. Just thought I would let you know~ ))
Hello there, my name is (m/name) and I am fifteen. My parents both have jobs that keep them away for months at a time, so I hardly see them at all. I go to school like a normal kid, I look like a normal kid, and I have friends like a normal kid but I'm not normal. Why you ask? It's because I'm what most people call a "Grim Reaper." When it is someone's time to die I am the one who has to take their souls.
You don't believe me? Fine, but for those who do I would like to tell you about one of the worst jobs I ever had. It involved my best friend. He was the one who helped me through everything even though I n
iamthegirlwho.I am the girl who drinks the strongest coffee possible over and over just so she can talk to you all night.iamthegirlwho.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I am the girl who wants to buy a Chinese lantern and set it off in your direction, just to see if you'll see it too.
I am the girl who enjoys sleep deprivation, because while she's not sleeping, she's with you.
I am the girl who breaks this into tiny pieces so she can read all your words again and again.
I am the girl who cries when she sleeps, because you're not in place of her squishy pillow that isn't warm enough to be you.
I am the girl who thinks you're perfect, despite your flaws that don't really exist to her.
I am the girl who started your Birthday present two months before your actual Birthday.
I am the girl who's splitting her fingers open with guitar strings trying to write a song for you.
I am the girl who's promised to make a hundred paper stars so that she can use her wish to wish for you.
I am the girl who's already saving up for our VW camper van.
I am the gi
Neko!Romano x Reader: Fedora of Fate (Request!)Neko!Romano x Reader: Fedora of Fate (Request!)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You sat at the bar eagerly waiting for the mysterious man that you've been eyeing for awhile. You didn't know what made you so attracted to him. Granted he was handsome, but there was something to him. Although you could say his attitude was a tad... Sour. Yet you sought after him, hoping not in a weird stalker way..
You really liked this man. You didn't know his name... What is this hunks name? You must know.
How did it ever come to this? Never really being interested in such a man before made you wonder. Then it hit you. Oh yes, now you remember.. It all started with your friend begging you to go out to this bar with her.
"You should come to this bar with me ___________." your friend gasped out excitedly.
You look up from your paperwork raising a eyebrow at your friend. "You know I don't drink (Friend name)" she pouted "I don't either, but I heard good things about this bar." she explained. A soft chuckle escaped you lips from disbelief. "What, hearing about how "swell" it must
Meant To Be Friends Chapter 20Meant To Be Friends Chapter 203 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 20: Guardian of the Sea
Lyra laughed happily, calling out her new Dragonite, jumping on his back, flying into the air, saying, "Bye Silvy, bye Ethan."
She waved toward us, with that camera still in her hand as she disappeared into the distance.
I sighed, shaking my head, turning to leave; suddenly though I felt Ethan tackle me from behind.
"Where are you going, Silvy?" Ethan asked, with a smirk, holding back laughter obviously.
"First thing, don't call me that Fag," I growled, looking up at him, kicking him off me, standing to my feet, "Second thing, where I am going is none of your freaking business."
"Hey, I have an idea though," Ethan said, following after me, "Why don't we trade with each other as a truce?"
I simply glared at him, growling, "Like hell will I ever trade with you!"
One hour later....
I stared at the pokeball that was my new Alkazam that I traded the Fag my Skarmory for. I muttered to myself as I walked from New Bark Town,
this mistake isn't beautiful.My biggest mistake was ever pretending I was special.this mistake isn't beautiful.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
When a perfect moment goes to your head, it seems to be so much more than you ever imagined. Finally, the feelings are less lonely. You find that all of your sharp edges and emptiness are smoothed over and filled by someone else's words. You actually feel safe in this person's arms after a lifetime of being too afraid to get close. So when everyone tells you this is love, you believe them.
Suddenly, you can't do anything without it being completely consumed by them. Maybe this is completely unhealthytotally wrong, but all you know is now it seems like unraveling this one individual person from the strings of your thoughts would be completely impossible without your entire mind coming undone. Understandthis is why I've gone crazy.
It's also the reason my second biggest mistake is thinking too much.
I do most of my living inside my head these days. Sometimes, when I wake up in the morning, I need to remind myself that I'm
I Hate Love -GamKar-Your name is Karkat Vantas and you are stupid.I Hate Love -GamKar-3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You have just confessed your infatuation with the Egbert human and got shut down faster that you could say 'bucket'. You had waited for the blue 'i love you too, karkat' to secure it, but all that came was 'oh, karkat, i'm not a homosexual...'. And you feel impossibly and totally stupid.
You are now in a corner of your room, knees drawn to your chest and your face buried against them in a vain attempt to silence your sobs. You are just wondering what would have ever to believe your feelings would be reciprocated when you hear footsteps enter your room.
You look up, blinking through a haze of pastel red at your moirail, Gamzee. He kneels on his knees in front of you, a hand rubbing your arm. You rest the heels of your hands on your eyes. "Gamzee, please..." You say slowly, emotionally exhausted. "Please just leave..."
"I can't leave without makin' sure my palebro's all up and okay," Gamzee replies, but he recoils his hand a
Loki X Reader: Christmas and Mischief (One-Shot)Loki X Reader: Christmas and Mischief (One-Shot)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You new your good friends Thor and Loki were coming to visit you for Christmas, you were quite worried because you knew Loki hated Christmas, but you on the other hand love Christmas, it was your favourite Holiday.
You were in the middle of decorating you apartment when you heard the doorbell ring, you put the lights down that you were holding in your hands and slowly walked toward the door taking a deep breath.
You slowly opened the door seeing Loki and Tor in Christmas sweaters, Thor was wearing as Santa hat while Loki was wearing reindeer headband.
You couldn't help but giggle at Loki, but you smiled and hugged Thor than hugged Loki kissing his cheek.
Loki blushed a bit looking at you surprised.
Thor admittedly walked into your apartment and smiled at you, he had a present in his hands and put it under the tree that you just decorated.
"May I come in darling?" Loki asked politely.
"Sure..." You smiled.
Loki kissed your cheek and walked into your apartment, "I got you a present darli
Izaya X Male!Reader insert: Mistake #2Mistake #2: Calling him a parka loving stalker. Really, that just pissed him off. Don’t do it.Izaya X Male!Reader insert: Mistake #21 year ago in Romance More Like This
“Damn it.” I sighed, angrily, finding out that the train was going to be late. The store had called me back, and finding that they wanted to talk to me about hours before I began, they asked that I came in today. And I was going to be late. Fucking hell.
I heard feet hitting the ground everywhere as people rushed in and out of the place- just as i was doing, trying to find out if there was a bus stop near by on my phone, which there was. about a block down. I sighed, partially in relief.
I scanned the area, trying to find the best exit and made my way towards it. After working my way out onto the street, i headed down the way, wanting to get to the job soon. THe place seemed nice.
“Hello!~” I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders suddenly, and froze up, uncomfortable with the surprise.
“What the..?!” I gasped, and jumped away. Before, Izaya sto
Ireland Maru Kaite Lyricshey hey daddy, give me whiskey!Ireland Maru Kaite Lyrics5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
hey mammy hey hey mammy
i want to eat the soda bread from before
whose flavor i can't forget!
Hey hey daddy, ui-suki wo choudai!
hey hey mammy, hey hey mammy
mukashi ni tabetai soda buredo no
ana aji ga wasureranainda!
draw a circle there's the earth
draw a circle there's the earth
draw a circle there's the earth
My name is Ireland
maru kaite chikyuu
maru kaite chikyuu
maru kaite chikyuu
Boku wa Airando ~
draw a circle, look there's earth
draw a circle, hey that's earth!
My name is Ireland
maru kaite chikyuu
Jitto mite chikyuu
hyotto shite chikyuu
Boku wa Airando
Ah, a wonderful world that you see
with the stroke of a brush
that england is a stuck up snob
I am Ireland!
Ah, hito fude de
mieru subarashii sekai
igirisu wa kizu hiretsukan yo
"oh no, the sheep have escaped again!
I bet it was that leprechaun!"
Ah, hitsuji wa sai nigetasu da!
sore wa nibito o kake datte yo!
draw a circle there's the earth
draw a circle there's the earth
draw a circl
Profile: Princess Syrena Yuki MareGeneral StatisticsProfile: Princess Syrena Yuki Mare2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Princess Syrena Yuki Mare
Nicknames/Alias: Water Goddess, Daughter of Poseidon
Birthday: 22nd of January
Fairy Sign: Pegasus
Weapon Specialty: Scythe, Trident
Likes: Swimming, dancing, singing(not really nice xD), shopping, drawing, meet friends, meet Jason >//<
Dislikes: Liar, bitching, annoying people
Dream: Become a real Fairy and protect her homeplanet Aqualia
Syrena is a slim young woman who has long, blonde hair with a blue dip dye and large blue eyes and long eyelashes. Her face is soft in shape with full lips. Her Body is slim but at the same time sporty. Syrena's fingernails, while usually sho
L Years OldOctober 31st, 7:42 amL Years Old5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The early morning sunlight showed through the window as a raven-haired child sleepily rose from his sleep and yawned. He looked over at the other boy on the bed next to him, who was still sound asleep. They could have been brothers, seeing how they shared similar features.
The boy looked at the calender next to his bed and sighed. It was that day again, the day of his birth. Now that he was twelve years old, he didn't feel any difference. He felt the same as he did eight or nine hours ago, when he was still eleven. Since it was Halloween, he could easily guess what was going to happen; Watari would insist on throwing him a party, he would refuse, then the other kids at the orphanage would find out that it was his birthday and throw him a "suprise" birthday/Halloween party. At least, it seemed it would end u