Human Nature When you are young,
they will treat you with the softness of spring.
They will guide you through the winter winds and
over snowy hills, admiring the brilliance of your
midday innocence; pulling daisies from the earth
just to place them in your hair. And they will
whisper to each other of how beautiful you are.
When you grow older,
they will treat you with the indifferences of autumn.
They will urge you from the complacency of your own
fleeting fulfillments, and they will watch your
brilliance fade with the swiftness of the sky. You
will shed your fragile childhood with the colors of
the trees, and you will learn to face the winter winds
without their guiding arms. And they will whisper to
each other of how beautiful you are.
When you are grown,
they will treat you with the coldness of winter. They
will leave you bare and naked before the ravenous wolves,
expecting you to fend for your own forgotten brilliance,
asking why you've kept those wilting daisies in your hair.
dear teen meDear Sarah,dear teen me3 years ago in Adult More Like This
Remember that time you tried to top yourself by hiding under the covers? That was hilarious. I remember you tugging at the edges of the blanket and praying, without a shred of scientific evidence, that the lack of oxygen would be enough to kill you. You sat under there for something like fifteen minutes before you gave up and went to make a sandwich. But while you were under there, choking a little on your pillow because you never washed your sheets, I remember you thought someone was watching. Someone who understood your suffering. Someone who understood you.
Kid, that was me. And I've got two words for you: man up. Life can get a whole lot harder than this. Before too much longer, it's going to. And by the time you get to my age, you're going to be glad.
Why were you
the forest breathes for youInhalethe forest breathes for you3 years ago in Four Line Poems More Like This
Dear Teen MeDear Adolescent Self,Dear Teen Me3 years ago in Adult More Like This
I know, everything sucks and you don't want to hear from some lame-ass old person. Lame-ass old people try to tell you things like this all the time, but they're just stupid old people that can't possibly understand. You don't respect me because I'm not in a band, I don't have black hair, and I don't look awesome. I don't write screamey songs that speak to your weasley black soul, nor am I Tim Burton or Freddie Mercury. I get it, past self. I get it. Frankly, I don't want to hear things from me either most of the time. As lame as I may be, just hear me out for a minute.
There's this thing you should really, really try, and it's called being happy. No, I'm not high. Yes, this is really quite terrible and hokey. Shut up and stop judging me for a minute, I'm trying to help you, you little twonk. Also, start thinking of absurd insults now, it will help you in the long run.
As I was SAYING, you spend far too much time and effort on being miserable. Part of it is the ho
VenomThe voices of the Ronin seemed to echo inside Sekhmet's head as he limped across the barren lands of the Nether Realm, in retreat, as usual from the cursed brats they had sworn to destroy.Venom5 years ago in Fanfic - Through Darker Eyes More Like This
"You call that a face?"
" your power isn't just overwhelming body odor !"
Sekhmet winced visibly at this denigration of his venom, then looked around quickly to make sure the others had not seen. But they were as exhausted and as dispirited as he; they had failed their master again, and would pay the price.
Their failure, though humiliating, was not the worstnot for Sekhmetit was the words that brought back all the old memories: being feared and hated in the villages, being taunted jeered at. Even now, centuries later, they stung as if it were yesterday. And no matter how hard he tried to drive them away, they came nonetheless .
He smelled the forest around him, saw twilight filtering through the leaves.
FAQ 9001: Surviving MudkipsFAQ #9001: The definitive guide to surviving the Mudkip invasion.FAQ 9001: Surviving Mudkips6 years ago in Make Your Own FAQ More Like This
A lot of deviants have perished already from this manic menace that is and always will be the Mudkip, but we here at dA care for our members, and so have made this helpful little gem for those who are finding the times tough.
Step one: Do not comment! Comments mean replies, replies mean Mudkips.
Step two: If you have discovered a Mudkip colony (either by venturing into a plz account or a misleading link) then contact the help desk immediately, who will then hack your PC and erase all information about Mudkips, and look at that yaoi youve been reading.....yes, that yaoi.
Step three: If the Mudkips have overwhelmed you and you feel that you are unable to contact the help desk; then contact the deviantART Llamas, who will help grow a resisting force with the Ninjas.
Step four: Get the Ninjas to form into 3 groups: midd