Hope RekindledMy wickHope Rekindled7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
was burning low
until a soft wind
the open window.
Don't You Ever Wonder?Don't You Ever Wonder?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't you ever wonder
Why people think you're beautiful?
Why they think you're talented and smart?
Why they would waste so much time on you?
Does it ever confuse you
When people give you support?
I have no value, why do they care?
I can't do anything, I can't be a help.
Why do they even stay?
A simple reason, really,
Why they think what they think.
They see who we truly are.
Beyond what your mind has thought up.
They don't see you through broken glass.
Through the window that's been fogged up.
By the insecurites and flaws you l
My Worst Enemy.It rips.My Worst Enemy.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please just stop, please stop.
"You're a fucking bitch. "
"How could you fucking do it?"
I'm so sorry. Please stop, please.
"You ruined him, you broke him, and you're completely okay with that?"
I didn't want to, I really didn't, please. please. stop.
"Can you fathom the tears, the undying hope that he felt?"
I don't know.. just please.
"You drove him to insanity, you hurt him."
I didn't. I didn't. I didn't.
"You pretended to love him, you didn't love him, did you?"
I DID. I DID. I care about him so much.. just stop. please..
"What? Are those tears? You don't deserve to cry."
"Is that blood? HAH. I hope it never ends. Would you like some salt with that?."
It won't stop.
"No one will come to help you, you never deserved it."
I don't want help..
"You are fake, you are
But I will.Fight me.But I will.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I promise not to fight back.
I promise to smile, I promise to laugh.
I promise to be nice
Even if it's a sacrifice.
I promise to be strong
Even when you treat me wrong.
Because I've learned how to deal with ignorance
Better than you've learned how to use it.
And I promise to smile, and promise to laugh.
Yes, I promise.
I won't (but I will) fight back.
TJM: Return to San LorenzoHey Arnold: The Movie 2 - Return to San LorenzoTJM: Return to San Lorenzo5 years ago in Drama More Like This
The story begins immediately where "The Journal" had left off; Arnold is sitting by himself outside upon the steps of Sunset Arms when he make an important discovery - there is a map on the last page of his father's journal. In his excitement, Arnold gets up and runs back into the boarding house.
Arnold: Grandma! Grandpa! Wake up! I found a map!
The title "Return to San Lorenzo" appears on the screen. Cut to 2 weeks later in the middle of the day. A mailman holding a brown parcel (not Harvey) knocks on the door on the boarding house. After waiting a few seconds, the door is opened by Arnold. The mailman hands him a clipboard for him to sign a form, then gives him the package.
Arnold: Thanks a lot.
Mailman: You're welcome, Mr...(reads form)...Shortman...(snickers)...
Arnold: Uh, yeah - that's my last name...
Mailman: Right, right...(snickers)...well, you have a nice day...Mr. Shortman...HAHAHAHAHAHA!
The mailman bu
AnxietyMy eyelids are heavy, laden with sadness.Anxiety7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I miss my dear friends, God knows where they are.
My jaw is tired, and sore from clenching.
Anxious my mind has taken me far.
My bones cry out like stones to God.
The weight they carry too much to bear.
My soul has stopped it's melody,
...and no one really cares.
Feeling PrettyToday--Feeling Pretty10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just for a moment
don't tell anyone
We're not supposed to be
Just for that moment
My Lover...My lover painted me the moon, a dark and navy sky...My Lover...5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My lover is a goddess, with blonde hair, deep blue eyes...
My lover isn't perfect, she tells me everyday...
My lover falls to silence, when I whisper "It's okay..."
My lover is an artist, who paints my moonlit night...
My lover is my angel, with sacred wings of light...
My lover is my only friend, she means so much to me...
My lover, has my heart and soul, the only girl for me...
Poe's RavenI never feared Poe's Raven, I imagined him my friend.Poe's Raven7 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
There was comfort in his presence and the hope my heart could mend.
I imagine that he sat with me, while my heart and soul were absentee
I imagine while I slept he stood alert and watching over me.
I remember the deep lilac pansies left beside my bed,
And the warmth and hope of candlelight, when nothing could be said.
So, no, I don't lament Poe's Raven's silent presence at my door.
There was comfort in his presence and a respite from our war.
How to make Muffin-Tin PiesHow to make Muffin-Tin Pies3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This is a really fun recipe I use for the Holidays and parties! ^-^
The steps listed below will make approximately one/one-and-a-half batches of twelve mini mixed-berry pies. Just use a regular muffin tin, and you can use paper muffin cups if you like, but if you don't I recommend spraying the ENTIRE muffin tin (not just the cups) before putting in the dough to help them come out easier.
The Oven will need to be pre-heated to 350 degrees before the pies can go in the oven.
2 1/2 cups flour
1/4 cup sugar
2 teaspoons of salt
1/2 cup shortening (I generally use Crisco)
3/4 cup butter (chilled)
6 Tablespoons of ice water
Making the dough:
1.) Cut up butter into medium-sized cubes and return it to the refrigerator for later use.
2.) Cut up the shortening and drop in chunks into a bowl of ice water.
3.) In a separate bowl (large), combine flour, sugar and salt and then mix well.
3.) After they are chilled, remove the shortening from ice water, the but
The Monolith: Chapter OneThe Monolith: Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The floor was firm and cold, the feeling had reminded them of a hospital examination table. Thoughts of pain, needles and death filled their minds. Then the smell swirled into their nostrils - urine and blood; it was if someone had emptied their diseased bladder here.
Jack was the first to awaken, lifting himself with both hands, turning and then, as he got on his knees, he stood among the bodies. He counted. "One, Two, Three . . ." his voice trailed off and when he turned around there was lovely tanned girl staring at him.
It had scared him; perhaps anything at the moment would have jolted him. "Hmph," he sucked in lots of air and his arms reached for his heart, clutching. She smiled back.
"Name's Mendy," her arm was stretched out in front of her. "What's yours?"
He was amazed that the first question he had heard was about who he was and not about where they were. "Jack, Jack Barrera," he then quickly shifted the question to something more important - Prioritize Jack he thought
Vampire!Arthur x Reader: Part VIIIVampire!Arthur x Reader: Part VIII3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Deep inside your soul there is a hole you don't want to see." Offspring
I looked at his blue eyes. They poured satisfaction as he gave me the news. For some reason, my chest felt heavy. I should be happy to find out; I don't have to be with Arthur, but I felt sad that Arthur was only using me as a host. Francis took out a small jar, which contained water in it. He took a sip and offered, but I declined it politely.
"So, __________, you still want to bear his children?"
"I never did!" I growled. Francis chuckled, and placed the jar back into the basket.
"Well, if you don't accept Arthur as your partner, you will have others waiting on your doorstep." He winked.
"What are you talking about, Priest-Faker?" I sneered.
"You powerful host have other vampires after you. You go into a type of season, where your will-power is great. You know about Feli and Lutz, oui?" I nodded, "Well, before we knew Feli was Lutz's host, you received a huge amount of atta
Once Upon A Dream: Mias and Elle Ch. 8Elle woke up and the first thing she became aware of was that her pants were gone. The second thing she was aware of was the strong grip around her waist and the steady, warm breath on the back of her neck. She went stiff and began to think of ways to get away, but her frozen state was what woke Mias up.Once Upon A Dream: Mias and Elle Ch. 84 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Good morning." He sighed and pulled her closer to him.
He nestled his face into her hair and began to trail kisses from behind her ear, down her neck, over the back of her shoulder.
She could feel it. The thing she lost control of yesterday. It grew stronger with each kiss he planted on her skin. Her breath shortened as the kisses went back up her neck.
The sound of her name made her gasp.
"Elle " Mias tangled his hand into her hair and she allowed him to turn her over. She looked up at him blushing, short of breath. Then, as he leaned over her, she noticed that he was topless. She felt his legs brush against hers under the covers, he was also bottomless
Na warunkowymPrologNa warunkowym6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
„Puk puk…” Rozległo się pukanie. Rozwalony na łóżku nastolatek nie usłyszał go jednak, bo po przewodach wprost do jego uszu płynęła muzyka o niebotycznym poziome decybeli. Każdy normalny człowiek prawdopodobnie dawno by już ogłuchł. Ale on nie był normalnym człowiekiem. Był za to we własnym świecie. Konkretnie stał na scenie i śpiewał dla szalejącego tłumu fanów.
Nie usłyszawszy odpowiedzi (na którą też i wcale nie czekał - nawet zza zamkniętych drzwi słyszał przytłumione echo muzyki) chłopak wszedł do pokoju i na chwilę go zamurowało. Zaczął rozglądać się krytycznie. Na podłodze, fotelu i każdej innej poziomej powierzchni walały się ubrania przemieszane z podręcznikami, zeszytami, płytami kompaktowymi, opako
The Hunger Games Fan Fic Chapter One Will NerverThe Hunger Games Fan Fic Chapter One4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was raining outside. I could hear the raindrops on my bedroom window. Today was the day of the Reaping. I wasn't nervous at all. Ever since I turned 12 and I could have been chosen for the annual Hunger Games, everyday I go running until I feel that my legs can't hold me anymore. Then I start training for my upper body lift waits, do pushups. I can't accept the fact that I may not only die if I get chosen, but my whole family would be watching. Shocking, isn't it?
This morning I felt emptier then ever. I just turned 17 around three months ago, and I feel that my chances of entering the games are escaping from me. It's not like I want to get chosen. But it would be nice to do nothing all day and not have to worry about the consequences. Everyday I have to get up and go to work with my father. He is almost 40 years old and I'm getting worried about him. The fact that we have 3 more mouths to feed my
Red DressDon’t put on your red dressRed Dress2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for he doesn’t know the meaning
he doesn’t want the commitment
he doesn’t care for the color.
The red dress you love to wear
that’s stained from wine and beer
but still carries so much meaning
for who could find a second red dress
Don’t go out on your red dress
for the man who wants nothing more
to screw around and doesn’t understand
the meaning behind a simple red dress.
A red dress for when you dance.
A red dress for when you cry.
A red dress for when you need it.
A red dress for when you care too much.
Don’t put on your red dress for him darling
he doesn’t care for the meaning.
Put it away in the closet, and rarely wear
for he doesn’t deserve your dear red dress.
Canada X Reader FirelightYou are in a clearing in the snowy woods of northern Canada. There are tall pine trees all around that are decorated with a mantle of white. You are wearing your warmest clothes, but winters in Canada are bitterly cold. However, you and Matthew are on a mission.Canada X Reader Firelight3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Is this big enough?" you call over to Matthew.
"Uh... yeah, it's perfect!" Matthew calls back.
You roll the giant orb of snow that is to serve as the base of the snowman over to where Matthew is. Matthew lifts a medium-sized ball of snow; it is clearly very heavy and his face is flushed from the cold as well as the exertion. He breathes heavily and smiles at you.
"Ok!" he exhales.
"And now for the finishing touch," you add the snowman's head with a flourish.
You slide down into the snow next to Matthew as both of you catch your breath.
"My hands are freezing," you say.
Canada smiles gently and takes your mittens off. He holds your hands and puts them in his jacket pocket.
"Better?" he asks
"How about we go inside?" Cana
On My MindI can't help it.On My Mind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can hear your laugh.
I can smell your skin.
I can see your smile when I close me eyes.
I can't help it.
I can feel your arms around me.
I can taste the sweetness of the kiss i imagine is yours.
I just can't help it!
Na warunkowym- cz.3Rozdział III Dzień tryumfuNa warunkowym- cz.36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tego dnia, ku jego własnemu zdumieniu, obudził się sam z siebie i to na czas. Kiedy przybiegł do niego Ludwig, właśnie zakładał krawat, a na łóżku już czekała na niego spakowana i gotowa do zabrania torba z podręcznikami. Na ten widok młodszy z braci uniósł brwi w zdziwieniu.
- Czy to ty już wstałeś, czy to ja się jeszcze nie obudziłem?
W odpowiedzi Gilbert wyszczerzył zęby i zmierzwił mu włosy. Nie przyznałby się do tego przed bratem, ale bardzo lubił to robić. Przyjemnie kojarzyło mu się to z czasami, kiedy jeszcze miał go pod swoją opieką. Poza tym, z poczochranymi włosami Ludwig wyglądał odrobinę młodziej i bardziej przypominał dziecko, którym był już coraz rzadziej. A ostatnim powodem było to, że blondyn
a virtual lifebehind my avatara virtual life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am queen of a wonderful world
I am a female warrior of a strange country
I am a werewolf
in real life
I am a girl who waits for the love
I am a girl who dreams from another life
I am a girl insignificant buried in the mass
7. Elias returnsHer laughter was music to him as he watched Elle make Primrose gallop at a comfortable speed, the scenary a blur of green as they both raced past bushes and trees.7. Elias returns4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her blond locks were a sea of waves and her eyes sapphire spheares of pure joy.
"Enjoying yourself, Darling?" Mias asked with a smile.
She only laughed for an answer.
Mias noticed they were back at the mannor but he couldn't recall passing through the shields. He brushed that thought aside, thinking that he was too distacted by Elle's happiness to notice.
Primrose and Sterling both came to a halt once they reached the stables.
"I take it you are delighted with your new friend." Mias said as he helped her down.
"I am. Thank you, Mias." She replied, smiling up at him.
Mias felt his heart melt at her smile. He managed to make her happy that had nothing to do with what he wanted that included adult content.
"You are very welcome, Elle." He smiled back.
He turned to go i
PrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part5Blip, blip blip, blip, blipPrussiaxReader - Dirty Dishes Part54 years ago in Romance More Like This
The steady beeping of heart monitors roused your sedated brain to consciousness.
Blip, blip, blip, blip, blip
It felt as though your head was stuffed with cotton wool everything was warm and fuzzy, and you felt sort of disconnected from your own body. You couldn't feel anything, though your drug-pumped brain couldn't process why.
You slowly started to regain feeling in your limbs, and were alerted to a slight pressure building on your upper left arm. Keeping your eyes firmly shut, you listened to the whoosh of the blood-pressure machine as it deflated quietly.
As you silently took stock of the new feelings and sensations coursing through your slowly-awakening limbs, you took in some deep, steady breaths. From what your groggy mind could work out, it sounded like you were in a hospital?
But why? What was going on?
Swallowing thickly, it felt as though you hadn't drank anything in days. Frowning, you fought to ope