Love SickLove Sick5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A boy in my class
Attracts my eyes as he smiled at me
His warm face warms up my heart
For the first time ever I feel love
Love as it is the spring in my heart
I smiled back at him
We chatted for a while
I love him for we have similarities
He makes my heart go blossoming
I am Love Sick
Love as I am contagious
A dangerous virus that makes you go nuts
A strong feeling embraced
I am Love Sick
Love as if there's no tomorrow
Love that is to good to be true
A feeling that makes you longing
I draw hearts everyday
Who doesn't even know I love you
Who doesn't even care about it
Who made me draw silly hearts
Who doesn't even know I drew this for you
Who doesn't even notice...
Who won't even notice me!
Who's near me but feels so far away...
I am Love Sick
But you can call me Envy
I am Love Sick
But you can call me Lust
I sing songs about you
You, who is near
Why are you so far away?
There's a distance between us
This longing obsession
I am Love Sick
A strong feeling that kills
Noah - Profile v2.0This biography is set to change multiple times in small ways. Please be aware Noah was created in December of 2011, andNoah - Profile v2.03 years ago in Profiles More Like This
a lot has changed from then. That being said, below I will discuss everything character development-related up to August 2012!
Please also be aware some small errors and/or plot holes may lie in this biography. Other than that, enjoy!
1 - Introduction
2 - Basic Information
3 - Appearance
4 - Bibliography/Personality
5 - Traits
6 - Weaknesses
7 - Cutiemark
8 - Varied Personalities
9 - Inspiration and development
10 - Timeline
11 - Conclussion
1 - Introduction
Over the months from the end of December of 2011 to mid-August of 2012, 'Noah' has become a very popular and well-known character.
It's a real challenge to settle him down on one type of personality due to everyone thinking of him in different ways. To some,
Noah is shy, timid and awkward. To others he is as crazy and hyper as Pinkie Pie.
In this bibliography I won't be asking you to settle o
DaleHear me read itDale3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They will not silence the bells for you.
The roses will not halt their will to wilt
and lilies will disassemble under the earth.
They will not dust Frankincense over cities
and trees will not bow down in grief
willingly donating limbs to become tissues.
But throats will dry out mid-sentence and
black hankerchiefs will be dubbed into pockets.
There will be enough salt to melt the ice
embedded around the hearts of old enemies.
Old enemies will turn friend once more
and the church will be full, packed with love.
The world is unlikely to take a moment's prayer;
Earth spins too fast to pause for any of us.
But the meagre collection of people you touched
(meagréd only by the tear-ridden knowledge
that you would have touched many more in time)
Will ache tonight and whisper of your friendship.
You were and always will be; loved.
The Porcelain GirlThe dust rises in smoky spirals from the ancient shelfThe Porcelain Girl3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And ten thousand books lie unused, shrouded in stealth
And the girl is sitting by herself.
She has no time for the novels or history books
Her phone is her paramour and she gives no looks
To those who gawk at her.
Heaven help me, she sits like porcelain, about to break
In the black of her hair and clothing, she pools lake-
Tranquil in the seat, absorbed in her own reflection.
The distant roar of the winding road
And the sad fly-whining of the violin player on the corner
Break the sultry silence of the library and goad
The happy man to be a mourner.
Aye. I've seen her before
In Maude Gonne, too distant to be a friend
And too pretty to be a whore.
So I swallow my pride and pass her by
And she does likewise the same to me.
GREAT OMEGA Character QuizI'm rather bored, and I rather enjoy learning about peoples characters a little more in dept. This is a 'survey' or 'quiz' or whatever you wish to call it about your characters. There are a lot of questions. And I mean a lot. Feel free to give it a shot.GREAT OMEGA Character Quiz7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Given Name (Full):
Meaning(s): (If you don't know, I'll tell you)
Ever changed name? If so, why? to what? for how long?:
Nicknames (with reasons):
Birth Mother's Full Name (Maiden):
Birth Father's Full Name:
Parents are fluent in:
Natural Colors? If not what is?:
Other skin marks:
State of Teeth:
Middle toe larger than b
Transformers Prime: Animated Series OC CreatorTransformers Prime: Animated Series OC Creator4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Transformers Prime: Animated Series Oc Maker
Disguise (ex- Optimus is a Semi-Truck):
Reason for Allegiance:
Personality: Make sure to select the same amount of Good and Bad traits
(Some can fall into both categories)
The Imperfection of Style 1. IntroductionThe Imperfection of Style5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
When you sit down to read a piece written by Baudelaire you do not expect Dickinson sentimentality, nor a Shakespearean wit or Poe's possessiveness with phonetically eeriness. You do expect a Baudelaire experience. But what is a Baudelaire experience? What makes Baudelaire a Baudelaire in comparison with Poe - is it the tonality, details, sentiment, or maybe the vocabulary, sentence construct or themes; Might it be the concepts, or maybe a certain point of view or an angle? Can you create your own style by analytical and critical thinking, learning the hypothetical curve and scale of those degrees, or by comparing different styles and reaching a sort of virginity in style, that which is uniquely you. Who is that which you describe through your style if not a human being, the imperfect creature of them all, and can we, by describing the imperfect, reach perfection?
The chase for Perfection in the creative and artistic world became an
Between Heaven and HellEveryone has a story to tellBetween Heaven and Hell3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The time and place the falls from grace.
We all walk at our own pace
forever attempting to win the illusionary race.
So I took the time, to sit and rewind....
granted pause to the cause, reflections of the mind.
Years upon years slowly drifted on by...
Journeys left behind slumbering alongside the road of unknown,
collecting dirt and debris, anxiously awaiting to be set free,
but could not flee...no one to save me and turn the key.
Everything has a time and a place within the enchanted space.
A story to tell of heaven and hell...
Realise this upon states of bliss,
In the beginning we all fell--in the end we all shall fall.
Can no longer ignore the ancient call.
You Woke Me Up-(Fluffy Mavin Fic)It was around three in the morning when the loud buzzing against Michael's night stand awoke the sleeping man. He slammed his hand onto the table, fumbling around blindly for the annoying device.You Woke Me Up-(Fluffy Mavin Fic)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He blinked several times at the bright screen before sliding it open with more force than necessary and pressing it to his ear.
"What the fuck do you want, Geoff? Do you even know what time it is?" He grumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes lazily. He was assuming that Geoff was drunk-calling him. He had done that a couple times, usually with an obnoxious Gavin in the background laughing much too loudly to be anywhere near sober.
"Michael." Geoff's voice was somber, making Michael sit up, suddenly alert.
"There's been an accident."
Michael drove like never before, carelessly and recklessly ignoring speed limits and stop signs as he sped to his destination. How he didn't get in an accident or pulled over, especially with the tears that were blurring his vision even through the glasses, he w
Our biggest fanHear me read itOur biggest fan2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pity the sky.
Even when all else turns to dust,
And debris, and dies,
The sky cannot move,
Cannot look away,
Or do anything but weep ever after
And ache to wrap those it loves
In lonesome clouds and carry them away.
I pity the sky.
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EnigmaShe was the starEnigma3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She had no heart
She had no blood
She was so cold
Her touch was deadly
Cause she was a devil
A demon with no soul
An angel with no love
She was a mystery to me
But I could feel her from within
She was my perfect saving pain
And my pouring endless rain
She was enigma
She was a myth
She was a legend
She was a dream
No rest for a weary heart.Yesterday my mother asked me what INo rest for a weary heart.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
would name my children and I told her that
I did not want any. She scoffed at me
and shook her head, insisting
that once I found the
all of that would change.
And I thought back
to all the times when my palms
sweated and my throat ran dry
and my cheeks heated up just because
a girl walked by whose lips
were so pretty and pink that all I wanted
to do was taste them.
I replied, swallowing the acid
that was threatening to crawl out of
"it will take a lot more than that
to convince me."
Because despite the fact that
the mere thought of a man
with arms that could carry the weight of the
world holding me tight could
make my legs crumble beneath me,
I just don't know if it
would be the right choice.
I remember once
when I let it slip that I supported
those who loved all genders
my parents stared at me as if I
had admitted to murder. "It's wrong,"
my father had exclaimed and to me,
his words were a toxin more deadly
LiminalSome time ago, when I first started analyzing my art, I saw the metaphors embedded in it, and intuitively refined my way of introducing those metaphors into each new piece.Liminal3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But I'm starting to realize that maybe I moved away from my original purpose and I've been looking at this too narrowly.
It's not so much about the metaphors...
More importantly it's about those creatures we shall never be and the worlds we can never fully grasp with our minds.
It's about understanding this world for what it is - not in every detail, but in general - and realizing it's not enough, it's never enough.
And then I came to realize something else:
I am not an artist. Or at least it doesn't really mean that much.
What I am trying to do is merely to expand my mind beyond what is. Art is just one of the ways to do this.
I am also not entirely human... I look at myself and I am stretched and d
The 'He' in 'Art'The 'He' in 'Art'11 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
One day Jesus was walking down the halls of the greatest free art gallery in
the world. Why? Because He was the judge of a competition. Theme? Create the
most beautiful piece from the very bottom of your heart with the best you
can muster on something one loves the most. He looked at one picture,
observing it, then moved to another. But then, something was missing in
these works. Not detail; they had plenty of detail. Not colour; there were
lots of colours. Compilation? All the best. He was watching everything a
professional could pour. One must be thinking they must have drawn
something that would win his favour but no, no one knows who the judge is
but Himself. A long time was spent on viewing the pieces in hopes of finding
the 'thing' He was looking for, but there was none.
"None of these satisfy me…" He sighed, "Maybe the thing I'm looking for is
elsewhere." So, he decided to take a break and look at all the other artwork
in the world via the internet.
With just a thought, he walke
The Deluge Never in all my years of research and travel had I ever even conceived the existence of a tribal ritual as cruel and bizarre as that of the people of the South Georgia Islands. The events that the natives organized and performed still baffle my human conscious and haunt my human subconscious. The day I witnessed these events was the day I realized that, as the great writer H.P. Lovecraft said; “The world is comical, but the joke is on mankind.”The Deluge3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When these events transpired, I was serving on a freighter sailing from South Africa to London with precious cargo. I was the first mate to the Captain, a man who I had served with during the second Great War to decide the fate of humankind a good ten years earlier. We were headed west when the storm hit, costing us half of our crew, cargo, fuel and spirits. I was accompanying the Captain atop the bridge as he fearlessly faced down Poseidon’s wrath, steering dauntlessly into the storm, hoping to reach the eye and travel
will you ever learn to love yourselfshe was deadwill you ever learn to love yourself3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
before she hit the ground
frazzled & 60 percent water
or whatever you call them
brimming on the bus & never
haven’t you ever seen clouds before?’
she threw a handful of stones
sinking like balloons
a hungry ghost
tracing the outline
of a breaking surface
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How to Write a NovelOr at least how I plan to write my novels. Right now I'm tweaking a novel for release (aka Fine Drafting it). No matter how essential this step is, fine drafting a book doesn't feel like real writing, so I thought I would flex my writing muscles by trying to recapture what it took to bring this book into existence. What burbled up from the morass seemed about as wiry as Jeffy's run through gangland in the Family Circus cartoon that never made it to print (ask your parents kids). So. I decided to iron the process out and streamline the steps into what you might call "Ikea Instructions for Writing a Novel" a short simple guide to the mechanical side of bringing a book together.How to Write a Novel6 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
One word of warning though, some of this is untested advice. It is a combination of the way I did it as well as the way I now see that I should have done it. Whether or not it actually works I won't know until after I write the next book. So take what you read here with a grain of salt.
Appetitus SanguineusHe stayed fixed in introspection; partly for the appetitus sanguineus -- the mainspring; and, in addition, to tell the truth, for a revived agent inside which bade that he instead act on clemency. One succession of thought lead to another, till the latter of the two, inexplicably at hand, garnered feasibility. On all occasions in recent centuries he assented, with the appetite, to treating humans as voracious tiercels attend field rodents. To sate the appetitus sanguineus , the vampire concerned would use to his or her advantage amiable subterfuges, sympathetic artifices, or seduction; as he or she would put to use any means for the end to be attained. Yet here, dichotomized quite inside, this vampire faltered.Appetitus Sanguineus4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The appetence, since his vampiric inception, strove for dominance, for transcending all other possible motives derived from residual human emotions. In the past, from intensive self-examination, Christofer inferred that every vampire owed his or her ap
Ch. 1, part 1: SecretsCh.1Ch. 1, part 1: Secrets5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone has a skeleton in their closet, even if they say they don't their telling a huge lie. I, for one, have the most secretive secrets of all secrets I have ever had. It involves me and my best friend Sam Preston. To start, it all happened when I found a yellow sticky note on my front door.
I was woken up by the boiling July heat radiating from the window above my bed. I groaned and slammed the window shut. Life would be so much easier if my A/C didn't break the previous week. Suddenly, something dropped in my eye and started stinging like a mother. I reached up to my face and touched my hair only to find it was drenched in sweat. Great..What a lovely thing to add to my problem. I threw off whatever sheet had hung around from last night and stomped to the bathroom. I shut the door and locked it swiftly before cranking the cold water. Tearing away the wet material sticking to my body, I jumped into the small shower and as soon as the freezing water hit my back; I was in bli
Avengers - Sick DayThe unfortunate affair with the alien invasion had been the beginning of a steep learning curve for the Avengers.Avengers - Sick Day3 years ago in Humor More Like This
And for one of them in particular . . .
"Alright . . ." Captain America sighed, rubbing his forehead. "What next?"
Stark and Banner had taken it upon themselves to educate the Spandex Wonder as Tony insisted on calling him as to what happened in the world during his time encased in ice. The two science geniuses both had a flare for lecturing as it turned out and Steve was learning impressively fast. He had sat there for hours diligently taking notes as they had informed him about all the weird and wonderful things that he had missed.
He had two full notebooks full of key historical and political events such as the Civil Rights Movements, the Moon landing and the fall of the Soviet Union. Another three notebooks contained notes on military events in the past half century He had snapped his pen in two during their sessions on Vietnam.
As a result, the oth