why I've lost touch to this placeI don't quite know how it happened that exactly tonight the idea for creating a post like this crept up to me, and the longer I think of it I see no particular reason either. it's one of these things that rambles in the back of your mind for long enough, yet you're never too aware of it ... and all of the sudden it bursts out to the world, or it is willing to, and you are the one to choose if you want that to be.
now I've been on this website for long enough and it's either me or the website that changed in order for me to feel about it the way I do; even though I believe it is not quite the latter. I remember these times where I adored this website and it meant so much to me so I ended up spending ages browsing the width of galleries and art we have on here; now that hasn't changed, I'm still fascinated by some things that I find.
yet what something inside of me started to think is that this place has become yet another place that just scratches along the surface and doesn't dig deepe
BOOK THIEF CASTASDJFGDKOSAJGHKLFSD;BOOK THIEF CAST3 years ago in Personal More Like This
LOOK AT RUDY
LOOK AT HIM
AND LOOK AT LIESEL
LOOK AT HER
AND FUCKING PERFECT GEOFREY RUSH IS FYUHCKING HANS
MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN LEADING TO THIS MOMENT
PLEASE MAKE THIS MOVIE BEAUTIFUL
THIS IS MY FAVOURITE BOOK EVER WRITTEN
It's the end of the world but DFTBAIt's December 21st, it's a Friday morningIt's the end of the world but DFTBA3 years ago in Personal More Like This
I'm just lying on my couch, today is looking pretty boring.
But I remember what the Mayans said 3,000 years ago,
Now I'm getting pretty worried, it's too soon for me to go.
But that's all right.
And that's ok.
The apocalypse is coming, just
It's the end of the world,
No, I've never fought a nerd,
But I'm a Nerdfighter today.
It's the end of the world,
And it's the end of John and Hank,
But when it comes to being awesome
We've got no one more to thank.
It's the end of the world,
and we're running out of luck,
But with the help of all you nerds
We've fought a lot of worldsuck.
It's the end of the world,
But I don't really mind.
For whatever time we're here
There's so much awesome left to find.
And that's all right.
And that's ok.
The apocalypse is coming, just
It's the end of the world,
I'm gonna really miss those Greens
With their giraffe mating videos
And Pizza John tees.
It's the end of the world
All the creatures, all
the good don't stayI blinked, shifted and cringed. My body was sore, my mind was cloudy and everything throbbed, especially my feet. I blinked a few more times. Goodness, my eyelids were heavy and my wrists itched—how scratchy the blanket upon my chest was! I took in a deep breath and tried to get past the blurriness.the good don't stay3 years ago in Personal More Like This
"It looks like we have a survivor. How are you feeling?"
Turning my head, I saw a white coat, and as my eyes drifted up, there was a stethoscope, assorted pens stuffed inside a pocket, a clean-shaven chin and grey eyes. I opened my mouth, but closed it again, because my tongue was dry and I really didn't feel like talking to anyone. Honestly, I was awful at dying. Everything was trying to do me in, even myself, but I just wouldn't.
And then shame filled me when what I had done truly sunk in:
I could have died.
I wiggled my fingers—I was alive.
"How am I feeling?" I rasped as my old temper was aroused by the absurdity of the doctor's question. "I feel fine. Absolutely goddamn dandy. N
Possible new story!Since I'm having major writers block for TMITD but too much creative energy, I've channeled it into another project, at least temporarily.Possible new story!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
It's 1961, and to support herself and prepare for nursing school the subsequent fall, eighteen-year-old Holly Halliburton becomes a member of a very peculiar agency. They are called "The League of Bedside Sympathizers", or at least that is their official title, though nobody seems to know what it means nor where it originated. Her job? To provide solace and smooth the transition between life and death for hospital patients who have no living or reachable kin. Having successfully undergone four separate "transitions", serious, soft-spoken Holly feels as though she is prepared for anything the agency throws her way. That is, until she is thrust to the bedside of Simon Dalaigh, a melancholy, spirited and blunt young man dying from acute Cystic Fibrosis of the lungs. Their unusual circumstances eventually throw them together int
adaptation of scene from 'moon in the door'not quite sure where this is going to be in the book, but I'll find a way.adaptation of scene from 'moon in the door'3 years ago in Personal More Like This
"Simon, Simon! Wait!"
His arms were wrapped round his stomach as though he was embracing himself or holding something inside him, though he never stopped walking. Holly followed him, being sure to stay several feet behind as she pulled along his oxygen tank.Holly followed him, being sure to stay several feet behind as she pulled along his oxygen tank. She worried desperately for his lungs, but knew he would refuse to put the cannula back on, so she simply went along behind him for twenty minutes or so until he suddenly veered off the road and made his way towards a small stone church. His strides were swift and as long as his legs, and soon he was walking among the moss-covered gravestones and monuments that littered the grounds. His eyes listed over the various names upon the plaques until he at stopped suddenly at one.
The StrongSadness comes, taps and knocksThe Strong2 years ago in Personal More Like This
It seeps through walls and even locks
When demons with red hair
Bend down in dark despair
Her puppeteer raises high in the air
And tells her no one will ever care.
When bright amber eyes burn
Making all evil in his path turn
The owl-man will stretch his wings
Even though the dark pain stings
His lost love causes twistings
But the sun will come, and brightly it sings.
Her ginger hair will burn like fire
And fall in love with a princely liar
The Queen of justice will raise her head
And clean all wounds that ever bled
She wipes away all tears he shed
And kept peace in her godly homestead
When brothers cry for each other
Three orphans without father or mother
The eldest screams with guilt and regret
And the wisest son becomes a silhouette
The third will pay with blood and sweat
AUGH sorry for feels. I did a poem of this a while ago. It features some characters of my friends'. Top features Lily (c) :icondapperdeku: then Soren (c) :iconIronicallyRan
Phone-Call #1: February 18th, 1961"He—Hello?"Phone-Call #1: February 18th, 19613 years ago in Personal More Like This
"Is this Miss Halliburton?"
"Who on earth is calling me at this time of night?"
"Take a guess."
"I—what? Who is this?"
"Wow, you don't even recognize my voice. I'm offended."
"Is this some sort of prank call?"
"After all we went through."
"If you don't tell me who you are and why you're calling, I'm hanging up right now. It is too damn early for this."
"Then I'll just call again. Well, actually, don't hang up, I've only got fifty cents left."
"For God's sake, who the is this?"
"I already told you to guess, Ilex—I thought you were clever."
"Took you long enough."
"Simon, it is two in the morning. What is wrong with you?"
"Well, I've got six pounds of shit building up in my airways, I can't breathe without an oxygen tank and I'm an asshole."
"I already knew that. Now why are you calling me in the middle of the night—and did I hear you say you're at a payphone?"
"Yes, there's one on the bottom floor of the hospital."
"What are you doi
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For future reference,I write from personal experience.For future reference,2 years ago in Personal More Like This
I don't write for you, I write for myself.
Every piece takes a part of me with it.
If you don't like the bloody mess
my words leave behind,
I love this site, I love my followers.
But, I have never wanted to leave this site more then I do right now.
I can't take all this negative attention and controversy my writing brings to the surface.
Update: I'm not leaving, I just feel like I have to really watch what I say. And I shouldn't have to feel this way.
I shouldn't have to censor myself. And I wont, for anyone.
From me, to you.This week I've noticed a couple of people posting comments like "I will never be able to write like that" or "I wish I could write as well as you" and I wanted to quickly respond to them whilst its on my mind.From me, to you.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Firstly, I am no expert writer. I suffer with issues of punctuation, grammar, spelling, editing, stubbornness and pride.
But secondly, please remember that I am 25 years old and I have poems that I wrote when I was ten. That means I've been writing fifteen years. I have an archive of about 700 pieces. It's a lot. And the more words you write, the more words you will have written that have the potential to be amazing. Simple maths!
BUT I know this might sound like just words, so... from me to you, here is a poem I wrote in 1997, at the age of ten. You may laugh, point, pretend that it's amazing, whatever you like, but just remember that everyone starts somewhere, and everyone progresses beyond that if they try.
That Horrible Feeling When...You're hugging your mom goodnight and you have your eyes open, staring at the fireplace when suddenly a green lazer light appears on it.That Horrible Feeling When...3 years ago in Personal More Like This
And you've been watching season 6 of Doctor Who all night...
And you think he's finally come....
But then you turn and realize its dad playing with his new pistol lazer? Oh the agony.
SIIIIGHHHH. Goodnight my friends. Guess I won't be off on space adventures.
Autumn PoemThe season's name doesn't fit.Autumn Poem3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Only the trees understand
With their fiery colors lit.
Why Fall is at hand.
After the denim rain
The sky lights up in gold
One can barely refrain
To splash around in the cold.
Pumpkins guard front doors
Fat and happy,
In their orange-hued pores.
With juicy interior trapping.
Fires snap and dance making,
The smell of pine smoke.
The leaves shaking
From the wind's sharp poke.
This is when we all realize
This seasons name don't fit.
With sweater,gloves and pies,
There's no time to Fall or even sit.
Inspired by this one rainstorm we just had. Afterward, sun peeked through and the whole sky lit up yellow-gold. It was so pretty!!
CryingThis will sound so utterly ridiculous, but I will write it nonetheless.. I was just posting my congratulations on the lovely Synfull's page (they got the July deviousness award!) when I noticed I had congratulations of my own in my inbox. Startled I realised I'd recieved a DD this morning for my poem TattooCrying2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Now this is my fifth DD, so why the emotional response? you may ask. Well the answer is simple, it is my first poetry DD.
I have had a DD for visual poetry, prose, macro photography and stock photography but never in my home gallery; poetry. Not only that but the DD was given to me by someone who has a meticulous eye for detail. BeccaJS never lets me get away with a half effort, so it feels like such an honour to have impressed her (theoretically!) with poetry . Not only that but I had a DD six months ago so have only been eligible to get another DD for five days!
So yes, I am posting the traditional sappy, sniffley, thank you guys, journal. Beca
GUESS WHAT.SOOO....Inky and I are drawing downstairs, and dad walks in after coming home from work. And he holds up a bag of ice cream (Yay! But not the best part!) and then says, "so I went to buy ice cream, thinking we could.....sit down and watch Doctor Who...with the space Spitfires."GUESS WHAT.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
GUYS!!! My DAD just said we were going to watch Doctor Who!!!!! Yeahhhh.....we made our parents watch Eleventh Hour the other night. OMG GUYS. MY DAD MIGHT BE A WHOVIAN.
Anyhoo! Working on repeats and commisshes right now!!
-A very proud Mel
Fantabulous interactive fashion show!!I know I'm not one for fashion, but this idea was a double whammy that's been stewing in me for a while.Fantabulous interactive fashion show!!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
I'll feature My OCs and a few others (Ones already chosen, sorry folks!) In a totally interactive Fashion Show that you get to decide who-wears-who!! Also, the themes and colors chosen are from smalltime photographers like you and me (well, maybe not me...I'm a digital artist) The fashion show is based on the fantabulous, so no normal suit-and-tie stuff here. These colors will burn bright!!
Here's a list of photos used in the Fashion show!
Buttons by wallefan10Guarding my Castle by wallefan10
Ma Cherie by i-love-pledee1198Lines Undefined by AcousticSpazz16.365 Umbrella by forever-just-jess
Peace by forever-just-jessHells Bells by Hands-and-TeethGreen II by Lionpelt-66Tower by Satanizmihomedog
There's nineteen. (Just in case you're counting)
Now the interactive part will be voting which OCs will be assigned to which picture, and I d
I have a surprise for you!!Silas is no longer camera shy!I have a surprise for you!!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
So Armeo and I wanted to ask Si something via our blog.....AN DANG IT WE CAN'T POST IT! YouTube hates us, I swear. So we put it into gifs thanks to Sara!
Us: "So, Si can you play 'Macarena' On guitar?"
"But I won't."
Us: "Would you play it for maddi?"
Now you guys can't see it....bummer. Well, there ya go. SURPRISE.
A bit of analsis pertaining Jack Frost, RotG.The Unsolicited Jack Frost Post of ProlixityA bit of analsis pertaining Jack Frost, RotG.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
I'm sorely tempted to dedicate this entire wall-o'-text-to-be to the character of Jack Frost; DuchessAliana would understand the necessity of doing something like that.
So, if you are reading this mess, I made this:
This ship, you guys.
But, anyway, first and foremost: the kids in that theater didn't realise the sheer wonderment and perfection of this film, which would explain the loud chatter and them repeating the characters dialogue throughout the 97 minutes.
And as understandable as that is, I did find myself sitting there trying not to turn around and point to the screen and yell "SHUT YOUR PIEHOLE I'M TRYING TO WATCH
JACK FROSTTHIS WORK OF ART, GOD DAMN IT" at them - see note at end.
But Rise of the Guardians was brilliant, and it just might be the kind of film you'll have to see more than once to grasp everything it is trying to say.
That being said, it leads me onto some
For those of you who were curious~Thanks to Crash, I ended up typing this out. This is basically as much Benedict facts and background as I can possibly remember right now, for those of you who were curious. Please inform me if you find anything confusing or that I might have forgotten. Oh! And questions are very very welcome!For those of you who were curious~2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Benedict is literally a manifestation of the shadows. He was around ever since light was and is technically as old as the earth, despite his childish, whimsical aditutude. His soul purpose is to break curses and soul ties. In my world, any ghost or spirit that you might encounter is in existence because in their natural life they had been cursed by, made a deal with, or developed any sort of soul tie with a demon or spiritual being in which they never saw through or fofilled their commitment. Bene goes to the demon or creature of the night and convinces them to sign a contract releasing the spirit to their rightful afterlife, redirecting the curse to his own mind for a period of time. However
For all you who are in the holiday spirit:I have a few things for you....For all you who are in the holiday spirit:3 years ago in Personal More Like This
First of all:
A contest! http://inkyness.deviantart.com/favourites/#/d5o8zfs
Go join! It's the best thing to do, I guarantee it!
Third: ONE WEEK UNTIL CHRISTMAS
Best of January 2013Here are some of the best pictures I found in January, 2013. They do not appear in my Square-features, that's why I do a monthly feature for all those great artists on deviantART who submitted no-square pictures. Enjoy!Best of January 20133 years ago in Art Features More Like This
Fiery Sky II by JoniNiemelaNetherlands 12 by lonelywolf2
One little flower by MikrobePferd
The Sleepy Mountains by MaximeDaviron
Railway station by jericho1405
The North Country by CezarMartRauchhaus by CaveCanem42
A Note on Daily Deviation FeaturesAt ten features into my tenure as Community Volunteer for Abstract & Surreal Photography I am noticing a certain trend in response to abstract and surreal Daily Deviations. I shall address some of the recurring themes here, and hopefully answer some questions along the way. At this point I would like to mention that I am talking about a small and vocal minority, and I sincerely thank the overwhelming majority for supporting the featured artists and their work. You're what makes this site such a great community.A Note on Daily Deviation Features3 years ago in Deviant Events More Like This
With that said, let's get to the troublesome themes I am coming across.
The "This is crap!" Argument
As an observer and a critic, you're entitled to think that something isn't very good. However, exclaiming as such on the comments of a piece of work that an artist has spent time and energy creating is not only counter-productive, but rude and insulting, especially if it's not followed up with some advice about how you think they could make their
A Brand New DayNobody ever said that life was going to be easy. But damn it, that doesn't mean you shouldn't make the most out of it. I'm looking for beauty and I find it everywhere. But most of all, I find beauty in some of my favourite people's words. Here is a celebration of my friends, their work and their kindness.A Brand New Day3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Walk With Me -Almost- Final by MurphyParys :thumb276524712: Breathless by coolasice12345 The Steampunk Radicals: Prologue by foto-ragazza14 :thumb288223519: Children's Games by Texeo Untitled by LightOverpowers58 The Mask by Maerd7733SCAIP Sherlock and the Case of the Missing Brownies by WildRedRose14 shakespeare knew, shakespeare told by lady-viola
Each and every one of you is so talented. I spent a majority of today going through your galleries and smiling from ear to ear, or in tears, or
3090 Watchers Premium Giveaway!(Because 3,000 is done way too often.)3090 Watchers Premium Giveaway!2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Hello there everyone! I was just checking my stats and I realised that I have reached 3,090 watchers and I am AMAZED at the love and the support that this community has given me. As a gift, I will be giving away three month premium memberships to five of my watchers.
What you need to do:
Absolutely nothing. I will be doing this by random selection of five people who already watch me!
Thank you guys for all your love and support. You are all amazing and I hope to host more give aways more often!
Some of the lovely works I have read this week and been inspired by.
I filled the sea with dirt by insomniaplagueArt Therapy by nattrozanska
Compress by wei-en
Of Broken Things and a Heartless ManThis is going to be long and stupidly detailed but I think I need to get this out because I have a feeling that I may not be the only girl with a story like this.Of Broken Things and a Heartless Man3 years ago in Personal More Like This
A couple of years ago I met a boy called S. He was kind, quiet and made me coffee every morning at an office we both despised for what it represented. I fell head over heels for his quiet charm, his music, his soothing voice: who he was. Except I didn't really know who he really was. Slowly, over the course of the relationship, he began to point out things he didn't like about me. He didn't like the way I overused certain phrases, the way I spoke, the way I sang, and he didn't want to listen to me talk about my past because it burdened him, and he didn't like that...basically all the little things that made me, ME would have to change. This is where I made the most critical mistake.
I changed for him.
I changed who I was to please S. And do you know what? The more I changed to suit his needs, the more demands he put on