Breaking the Rules“Try again.”Breaking the Rules8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Through the haze of pain suppressors and stimulants, Deimos complies. He grinds his teeth, straining, arching his head back with effort. Apothecary Prior Ixos adjusts several of the intravenous feeds. A moment later Deimos feels the tingling discomfort in his nerves ease, his visual focus improves slightly. He can distinctly feel his missing left arm. The right arm spasms and twitches slightly.
“Well done,” Ixos says.
Deimos wants to spit with frustration. The movement was purely involuntary. Now he makes a more deliberate action. His brain thinks he is clenching his fist, but the fingers of his right hand barely move.
“That’s it,” Ixos encourages him. “Once more.”
Deimos puts all his formidable concentration behind making a fist. His fingers curl a tiny bit.
My friend shining in the darkWhen you try to comfort me,My friend shining in the dark2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You say that everything's okay.
But it's really hard for me to believe you,
When everywhere, all around me,
The universe try to tell me the opposite,
The world is screaming at me:
That I'm a wrong person....
But you are still here,
Trying to make me feel better...
But I don't know what to do!
I'm lost in my pain,
I'm lost in the insults here and there,
Everywhere around me
There is insult from mean & innocents!
Seems just like everyone hate me...
But you're still there my friend.
And I'm sorry if it hurts you but...
It's really hard to hear you out...
Seems like nobody understand me,
And nobody cares at all,
But you, just you my friend,
You are here,
Maybe you don't understand
But you care about,
You notice me and accept me,
You are here...
And you support me like you can,
I wanted to thank you.
My friend shining in the dark
You should date a guy who writesDate a guy who writes. Date a guy whose fingers are stained with ink, whose pockets are filled with pens, and whose eyes smile and dance with curiosity. Date a guy who notices things like the colour of your hair and the way you have your coffee, not because he has to, but just because it’s a habit of his to notice things. Date a guy who can barely get around a computer, but is expert with his word processor. It doesn’t matter; he prefers pen and paper anyway.You should date a guy who writes2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Find a guy who writes. You’ll find him just outside a library. He’ll like the idea of being outside, on the verge of a thousand worlds, a few steps away. He’ll love the idea of being outside, on the brink of one world, a few carefully placed letters away.
Or he will be inside a café. He doesn’t care whether it’s boutique or Gloria Jeans, moodily or well lit, though he likes it there especially when it’s raining. He will be the one with a notebook in one hand, pen in the other,
Medal of HonorMedal of Honor5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I don't Fight for Revenge
I don't Fight for Power
I don't Fight for Land
I don't Fight for Honor
but I do Fight for Peace
I do Fight for Rights
I do Fight for Freedom
and to the Death I will Fight
Need A Heart? Take Mine...I was slowly beginning to surface through the heavy clouds of anesthesia when my eyelids were wrenched open and a bright light penetrated through the haze moving rapidly from eye to eye.Need A Heart? Take Mine...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Steven... Steeeeven... Hellloooo... Yoohoo, Steven wake up. Can you hear me Stephen?" The voice couldn't have been anyone besides my cardiologist, an annoying middle aged man that probably still lived with his mother. I found it hard to believe that he passed medical school and it was even harder for me to believe that he was the best in the country.
I attempted blinking and was successful after Dr. Nahill realized I was awake and also perfectly capable of performing that task by myself.
"Oh good, you're awake. It would have been a shame if you died and that ol' ticker you've got didn't get a chance to work. Well, it's a new ticker but you get the point. Your irreversible, end-stage biventricular failure has been reversed." Dr. Nahill barked out an awkward laugh that stopped once he realized I wasn
You play too much Ace Combat?You play too much Ace Combat?8 years ago in Humor More Like This
After a research made trough different forums and website dealing with the gaming subject "Ace Combat"... we found out that this game can cause a serious change in a persons personality and behaviour. This happens often because the players of Ace Combat are often to addicted to that game.
You play too much Ace Combat when:
-You downloaded from the internet all the soundtracks from Ace Combat... including the one of Ace Combat Advance and even the ripoff soundtrack from AC6 demo.
-When a friend of yours convinces you to do something, you reply "Let's do this Garuda 1!".
-You pick a favourite country of AC world according to your own nationality; USA=Osea, Germany=Belka, Russia=Yuktobania, etc.
-You don't find an AC nation comparable to your country, you create your own new country in AC world and you make a whole new Ace Combat version.
-When you're on the shower or bored you normaly whistle, but you whistle AC5 and AC6 main themes.
-You're counting the days until the Circum-Pacific War
You're not a failure for failingHer small, anxious handsYou're not a failure for failing8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
grabbed the cup, a bit too large
as it slipped down and tumbled to the ground,
the milky mess covering the carpet:
her mother let out a disapproving sigh
and rolled her eyes,
“Will you ever do anything right?”
and that’s when she began
to limit her aspirations,
so that her dreams would never be too large,
so she’d never make any mistakes
she’d never again drop the cup,
but she’d never have enough to drink.
That's So Gay"That's so gay,"That's So Gay5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is what you say,
You've pushed one
Of your friends away.
"Oh no, honey,
Boys don't play
With Barbie dolls."
By enforcing gender roles,
You are killing
And telling them
That you'll love them no matter what*
Don't push your loved ones
With things you do or say,
Because words hurt;
But they hurt most
From the mouths of
The people that told you,
They'd always love you.
Saying, "that's so gay",
Or making them behave
In a gendered way,
Is telling them
That it's not okay
To be something
They can't help.
(And even if they could,
And it will hurt them
And every time you're together,
They'll be wondering;
"Am I wrong?"
"Do I really belong?"
Every time you say something like,
"That's so gay",
You burn someone's trust away.
And you can't build anything back