This PainTears roll down my face,This Pain12 years ago in Other More Like This
As I cut myself,
To release the pain.
It hurts so much,
But feels so good.
The pain is draining from me,
In drops of blood.
As I watch my pain leave from me,
"How can this be,
That I have so much pain
When I'm only merely 16?".
Then I remember the past that I've had,
Memories of yelling,
all the awful scars.
I've cried too much,
I've hated so many,
That I don't think people will ever get me.
I come back from my world of thoughts
And realize that I've bled too much,
It's all over the counter,
It's becoming messy,
But I don't care.
I just want this pain out of me.
I'm starting to think that I can't go on,
That maybe I should cut deeper
Till there is no more pain or blood,
But then I remember,
That I may have a future.
I'll just have to wait out this pain
And let the blood dry up.
New DivideWords that burn skin away like ashes,New Divide3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling, crumbling, bleeding,
The broken glass of a shattered heart,
Let's leave the pieces where they lay
The strength of a drum; bang, bang,
The softly pounding heart,
The tears that crash like waves,
The screams that pierce the silence
Perfection is unattainable,
Life is death-defying,
Flaws are happiness,
Mistakes are to be seen
A. McGee's Alice, Chapter 1Beyond A Shattered Looking GlassA. McGee's Alice, Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: First Meetings
Received confirmation from the Superintendent that I will be given the opportunity to treat a very troubled and difficult patient. Dubious honour! Her name is Alice, and her prognosis is not promising. After looking at her file, Im astonished she has survived this long. She has been nearly comatose for comatose for a year.
Rutledge Private Clinic and Asylum was a large haunting building that was built in a sloped gulf stuck between two hills, in Lancashire, England. At least six stories high with many hidden catacomb wards beneath the ground floor, it was safe to say that Rutledge Institute was indeed a place of secrets and madness. The nights there were enough to send a sane person into one of the beds in a fit of madness. Not was there one minute in the institute where it was quiet, with insane patients in straightjackets being carted off into solitary confinement. Others were dragged away to some u
NeroxMae: Roys PromiseNeroxMae: Roys Promise4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The cool breeze made Mae realize she was still alone on the grassy field. Roy was supposed to home back to his house the next day. Rena licked Mae's small tanned hands to remind her she still has her Pokemon by her side. She let her body rest against mother nature's green blanket and started to contemplate what her next course of action was.
Roy, how could you do this for me. Are you that desperate?
Mae took a blade of grass and tickled Rena's nose with it. Rena's snorted and Mae cheered up. She quickly sat up and grabbed a notebook out of her book bag. Her finger crossed over several pages and Mae's face lit up.
"Well- looks like all my appointments are over and I think I should take a break. Maybe I should go visit Nero like he suggested in his letter, what do you think Rena?"
Her Ninetales Rena nudged up against her face in agreement. She missed Mae's childhood friend too.
"Well, let's see, I still want to speak to Roy to figure out what the hell he was thinking... Let's sti
MusicA song is poetry set to music,Music3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as love is friendship set to music.
Music makes things better, stronger.
It expresses things we cannot say,
and even brighten your day.
There's still a choice;
to listen to it,
or to be a part of it,
to make it your voice.
It can be a risk,
but life is nothing
without that risk.
Daydream || [Momotarou x Reader] 3/8Daydream || [Momotarou x Reader] 3/81 year ago in Romance More Like This
Right now could last forever...
You stared at the (fave color) blanket across the grass. A picnic basket and a certain russet-haired boy were on top on the cloth. Your eccentric and smiling friend patted the spot next to him, expecting you to sit down in the next few seconds.
"Are you going to sit down?" Momotarou questioned, tilting his head quite adorably. A pink blush spread across your face as soon as your brain processed everything that was going on.
You slowly sat down next to the crimson haired boy. "You called me over to the park to have a picnic with you?" you asked. He beamed at you and nodded, his own blush covering three quarters of his cheeks.
"Y-yeah! You said you were feeling stressed about finals coming up, a-and Sei-nii said it would help!" he explained nervously. It was half the truth, anyways.
"You want to what?" Seijuro fro
Daydream || [Momotarou x Reader] 4/8Daydream || [Momotarou x Reader] 4/81 year ago in Romance More Like This
Just watch from a safe place...
"Oh, so you're dating Nanase-san now?" Momotarou interrupted you a tad bitterly. You glanced at him in slight surprise. He had never snapped at you like that before.
You looked away. "U-uh, yeah... he should be here soon. Anyways, how have you been lately?" you inquired, glancing around the bar to look for your lost friends and boyfriend. The atmosphere suddenly felt uncomfortable and awkward and you just wanted to get the hell away from here.
He shrugged. "I guess I've been better." You smiled at him slightly.
"College?" you guessed and took another sip of your drink. It tasted bitter and perhaps a bit disgusting, but it kept your mind off of things, so there was no need to complain. Momotarou tried smiling back at you, though it came out as more of a cringe.
"Yeah- something like that.
WARRIORS ANIMATION: CASTING CALL (OPEN)CASTING CALL: FIRE ALONE TRAILERWARRIORS ANIMATION: CASTING CALL (OPEN)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
UPDATE: TRAILER HAS BEEN DELAYED. ONLY NEED VOICES FOR BLUESTAR AND SPOTTEDLEAF BEFORE APRIL 17th.
Gonna get straight to the point.
I need voices. You don't even have to be that good.
Here's the breakdown.
NARRATOR: Can be male or female, but you need to have a nice 'movie trailer' voice.
Random Background Cats (can be one person doing multiple voices)
Firepaw/Heart (Needs to do both a young and adult voice)
Tigerclaw (VERY IMPORTANT, this is the one voice I can't possibly do myself. Needs to be deep, or menacing for certain lines.)
Graystripe (Can be played by a female, need both a young and adult voice)
Ravenpaw (can also be a female if you have a more boyish voice)
You don't need to ask if you can audition. Just do it if you want to.
Here is my email: email@example.com
Send either a video or an audio fil
Dear to My HeartYou've always been,Dear to My Heart9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
even before I knew you
like a well-fitting crown
with no jewels
a comforting reminder of
simplicity and importance
filling, like chocolate cake
coated with coconut frosting
embracing, like the autumn sun
barely overpowering the listless wind
encouraging, like a cast that
holds in place my healing bones
All of this, and more,
I am reminded that the cold
is not just for me.
Who are you?Why should I believe that I don't see?Who are you?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why should I care if you don't agree with me?
Why should I accept things I don't like?
Why should I love everything you do?
Why can't I believe in what I don't see?
Why can't I care for what you say?
Why can't I accept things that we can't agree?
Why can;t I love the things that goes between us?
I chose to believe what I don't see.
Not because I'm an idiot,
Because I want to put faith into something,
other then myself.
Why should I care what you have to say if you don't care for me?
But I chose to care even if I don't want to.
Why can't you accept that not everyone is like you!
Who cares if people don't like a certain thing?
Who cares if one is fat or one is thin?
Who cares if one is a homophobic or one that supports?
Who cares if one is happy or sad?
Who gives? Who cares? Who are you in my life?
Who cares! We're all are human,
and we see different perspectives.
Sooner or later your going to find
someone you hate,
and I w
So She Met Him Prologue~Prologue~So She Met Him Prologue2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The year was 1994. The night was cold, bitter as snow drifted from the dark, foggy sky. One soul traveled down the lonely streets of Malibu, California. Escaping creepy men hidden in the shadows and avoiding the Town police, Sage Hills made her way to what she hoped and dreamed to being a better future. Her life was not a pleasant one. Born into a high class, stuck up family, she was expected to be a perfect child. That was till the testing began. At the age of 3 years old, she was taken to be tested and made sure she was in fact perfect. If she didn’t pass the ordeal, she’d be casted from her family. The testing went well for a while, then the accident occurred.
One of the scientists hit a button and overloaded the machine. There was an explosion, but miraculously Sage survived. She was taken home. Everything seemed normal, then a month passed. Sage discovered that she could lift objects with her mind. It was great. She kept it a secret till the age of 9. Her mo
State of MindThey buried her today.State of Mind3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I stood in the crowd, all of us dressed in blacks. I straightened my tie nervously as ladies I didn't know in big, veiled hats exchanged soft, sad words about what a shame it was. How she'd been so brilliant, how she'd had such a full life ahead of her. Ladies that didn't even know her.
There was a coffin, but there wasn't much in it. They didn't open the casket either, like they did sometimes. The man at the funeral home had said there was a limit to how much they could make fit for viewing, and I didn't really blame him for not even trying.
"This sucks," Cindy told me. We were sat at one of the cheap metal tables they roll out for occasions like this, both of us with a glass of alcohol in our hands. I hadn't asked if it was wine or something else. Didn't care.
"Yeah," I agreed, tone muted. We exchanged a look, Cindy's eyes heavy and ringed, her face lined in stress like a mirror of my own. Together, we drank. It was white wine, dry, about a 4. She would have li
Daydream || [Momotarou x Reader] 2/8Daydream || [Momotarou x Reader] 2/81 year ago in Romance More Like This
And we're sitting on your kitchen floor on a Tuesday afternoon.
The only sounds ringing through the kitchen were the sounds of buttons clicking, the battle music from Pokemon X and Y, and the cries of your Pokemon when they were sent out into battle. Well, and of course, curses and insults.
It was a Tuesday afternoon and you were just about to prepare some lunch for you and your boyfriend to eat before he ambushed you, claiming that "your eyes met and you must battle him." Of course, you were not going to back down from the challenge and quickly retrieved your console to battle him on the kitchen floor.
"Momo, you jerk!" you exclaimed and proceeded to order your specially-bred Togekiss to preform 'Nasty Plot'. Your boyfriend only laughed and tapped on his 3DS screen. You shot him a glare then cheered when his Chesnaught's 'Hammer Arm' missed. It looked like you would win this battle, after all!
Cruel WeddingDo you take this manCruel Wedding4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To be your lawful wedded husband?
No, I never wanted this
Never wanted a man who didn't love me
Never wanted my life planed by others
Never wanted him to want me
To have and to hold
From this day forward
Ripped away from my family
Moved out of my home
Never to see my home land again
The only place I've ever known
I got the worse in this deal
I was sold like a cow
To a pompous insensitive man
Whom I am bound to now
I'd rather be a poor mans wife
If we were truly in love
That is the only gold I need
A love blessed by God above
And in health
The sickness is in his eyes
I can see his dirty mind
That look gives me goose bumps
And sends shivers down my spine
Until death do you part
It's too late for that
I'm already dead inside
My soul died when I was sold
I can barley even cry
I now pronounce you
Man and wife
Please don't say it
Please don't make
every beginning is something's endand i think i knowevery beginning is something's end1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
why they call the start of love a c r u s h -
you feel that
mess of a feeling start to
brittle and break
and you don't know
what it will be
and the suspense will just
(crush you from the inside out)
Final Dreams of a Filly Ch. 2Scootaloo stared down at herself silently. Regret flooded her as thoroughly as the tears that slid down her face. "There was so much I was gonna do I never found my special talent in life and earned my cutie mark I never thought it would end like this. Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and I were all going to do it together. This is a nightmare " The thought quieted her. This was a nightmare and that was all that it could be. She rounded on the mare, eyes narrowed. "This is messed up, ya know that?! What gives you the right?! Why?!"Final Dreams of a Filly Ch. 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been countless centuries of the same question. The mare closed her eyes and thought for a moment, wondering how she still never quite had a good answer. After a moment her eyes opened and extended one of her wings as if to beckon the filly near. "I wish I had a better answer, but this isn't a nightmare, Scootaloo. You you fell asleep and the temperature dropped so suddenly. There was nothing anypony could have done " As s
UnfortunatelyMaking the sun sit stillUnfortunately2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the middle of the day
Behind the clouds, behind the clouds,
And the sun is there, but seen at all?
Like the cry behind a scowl.
I've seen the broken bone,
Torn skin, marrow pouring out.
The loss is there, the cringe.
But the sun sits, still.
Behind the clouds
On the other side.
UnexpectedUnexpected2 weeks ago in Romance More Like This
It was a rainy day. It came on quickly and without warning. One moment the sun was out and shining, everyone was out and about going on with their daily lives when suddenly the flood gates opened wide and stretched over the area. People fled to their cars or into nearby shelters. She happened to choose a small slushie shop tucked between a Chinese restaurant and an old quilt shop. She paused for a moment a few steps in. The small space was filled to the brim, way past the legal people-per-square-foot capacity. She joined what she hoped was the line for the registers and after twenty minutes of listening to the couple behind her complain about the poor service of this place ('Go back outside if your so impatient, they’re working as fast as they can!') she finally paid for her mixture of shaved ice and syrup in a cup.
The thought of standing made her inwardly cringe. From the looks of it, the rain wasn't stopping anytime soon. After a quick glance around the shop her eyes we
Daydream || [Momotarou x Reader] 1/8Daydream || [Momotarou x Reader] 1/81 year ago in Romance More Like This
I wish you could see your face right now...
"M-Mo-chan!" you gasped out, your sides aching from laughing too hard due to the long fingers dancing on your abdomen. Your golden-eyed boyfriend only laughed gleefully and proceeded to tickle you even harder.
"Please stop!" you cried, trying to push away his hands. Momotarou's smirk only grew wider and he buried his beaming face where your neck connects with your clavicle to get a better position.
"Maybe if you beg, I'll consider it." He snickered and you stared at him, both mouth and eyes wide open. That jerk! You were about to snap something back at him until Momotarou poked your side harder than before, causing you to squeal.
"Momo, please! I-I ca-can't...!" your own sentences were interrupted by your bursts of laughter. You attempted to move your hands away from his hands to his chest. After a few tries, you finally
Raindrops and CloudbubblesRaindrops and CloudbubblesRaindrops and Cloudbubbles4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alternate Ending to Bubbles
Author's note: I don't usually write fanfics, but after reading the story "Bubbles" and viewing RizCifra's picture based on it (http://rizcifra.deviantart.com/#/d3gdd85), I was moved so greatly that I felt that this story just had to be written.
Recommended Song: A Summer Long Since Past by Virginia Astley (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=002pBPeRorg)
Derpy was all alone. Some time had passed since Mommy had left Derpy under the tree on top of the mountain, and Derpy was getting very hungry. Derpy decided that Mommy must be coming back soon, so she would make a few more bubbles while she waited. As she made more bubbles one of them seemed to be bigger than the others, and she stopped and watched it intently as it floated slowly in front of her. All the rainbow colors swirling around in the bubble was entrancing to Derpy, and she felt very happy. As she watched the colors play our their endless dance, she no
No More Pain (Yandere!Levi x Reader)(A/N: It can get a bit gory so bear with it. But don't worry, It's not too bad.)No More Pain (Yandere!Levi x Reader)2 months ago in Horror More Like This
"Heichou~” you said, flopping onto the nearby couch. “How come I'm the only one who ever has to clean your office?"
"Because I said so. And you need to learn how to clean properly, so I'm keeping an eye on you." Though, he wasn’t even looking at you since he was finishing up some paperwork.
"What? I know how to clean! If anyone doesn't know how to clean, it's Sasha!"
"Hmp. Well I don't want her eating any of my things when I'm not looking. So get your ass back to work."
You let out a heavy sigh as you followed his orders, reluctantly getting up to wipe down the windows in circle formation as you'd been taught by Levi himself. Said man now stared at your working figure, fatigue becoming more and more obvious with each stroke. And though he just wanted to take you in his arms and stop time forever, he knew he couldn't. For you wouldn't even bat an eyelash at him. Or so he thought.
RyRy: Snow DayRyRy: Snow Day4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rylie glanced at the snow-covered surroundings. She was walking through a dense forest, but the previous snowstorms had blanketed the area completely. Her squad members were wearing white outer coats over their protective gear to camouflage with the environment.
Rylie smiled as she saw Nicky struggling to trudge smoothly in the spread of snow. His hands flailed clumsily with every step he took.
"Nicky, stop doing that. You look like a good shot target." Dawn said when she glanced behind her shoulders. The redhead was leading the way, followed by Nicky and Rylie.
"I hate the snow." Nicky muttered under his breath, and glanced at a smiling Rylie.
"But it's a beautiful day." The small blonde replied back gently. "You should be glad the snowstorm's over.
Nicky scoffed. "I will be glad when we get out of here."
"Stop complaining, Nicky." A voice buzzed through the squad's ear pieces. It was Zack's voice. The leader was at the headquarters, watching over their steps from an aerial view. "We
SfS RP | Injured Paws and Injured Minds4(?) points for the Nyota Gang, 1 point for Paper-Wings-Ranch’s Shrapnel, 1 point for Ribbon-Wren’s PeterSfS RP | Injured Paws and Injured Minds1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
First RP, yaay! Ignore the bad title, I couldn't think of much. >.<
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Peter batted at a stray clump of fluff, sighing. He had been out earlier that morning hunting- or trying to, in any case- but it had gone rather badly once the mentor and tyro had run into a rather large stray dog. After showing his mentor "the most cowardice the Gang had ever seen" then twisting his paw, he had been suspended from gathering for the day and told to sit in camp. With springtime just around the corner, the camp was nearly empty due to cats enjoying the early warmth outside.
"I wonder if there's anyone who I could talk to." He murmured to himself, glancing around. "They'd have to be crazy to be stuck inside