What 'MCR' Truly Stands For...WE WILL MARCH ON.What 'MCR' Truly Stands For...2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
WE WILL CARRY ON.
WE WILL FOREVER SUPPORT THE BAND THAT HAS HELPED US AND MILLIONS LIKE US.
I DON'T CARE.
I HAVE ALREADY SEEN MY LIFE ON THE SCREEEN, AND I ALREADY HATE IT, NO MATTER IF IT STARTED WITH AN ALRIGHT SCENE.
EVERYTHING MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE HAS DONE FOR ME, EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING, I WILL BE THERE.
IF THERE'S NO BAND, I'LL JUST MAKE ONE UP IN MY MIND.
WE WILL BE WITH MCR, EVEN IF THEY'RE GONE.
THEY'LL BE IN MY HEART AND HEAD, NO MATTER WHAT.
I DON'T CARE IF THIS IS A SAD SONG, I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR A HOSPITAL STAY MY WHOLE LIFE EVER SINCE I FIGURED OUT I HAD THREE TUMORS IN MY RIGHT KNEE.
WHY AM I JUST GOING ALONG WITH THE FLOW OF LYRICS TO DISENCHANTED?
WHY ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?
NOTHING WILL MATTER AFTER I'M GONE, BECAUSE MY LIFE WAS WITH THE BAND.
I'M NOT SAYING ANYTHING ABOUT SUICIDE OR NOTHING, BUT MY LIFE WAS BASED ON THEM, IT THRIVES FOR MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE.
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE.
WHAT DOES IT STAND F
Levi x Reader | Sealed With a KissLevi x Reader | Sealed With a Kiss4 months ago in Romance More Like This
The sun slowly set, painting the sky in a deep orange-ish pink colour. The wind blew softly, locks of your hair tickled your nose.
'How peaceful,' you thought, taking in the scenery. Peaceful days like this were so rare. When was the last time you had the chance to sit down and admire mother nature?
All you did these past months was killing Titans. While it did got your blood pumping and adrenaline rushed through your body, you enjoyed having a lazy day once in a while.
You heard the soft clicks of boots. You didn't have to turn but you did anyways, you saw Levi coming towards you. He seated himself down on the lush grass, next to you. You both said nothing, a comfortable silence settled. How rare of Levi to leave his office to join you. You saw, out of the corner of your eyes, Levi glancing at you. His gaze lingered for a moment before looking up at the clear sky.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" You spoke up.
"...Yeah." He answered.
"Promise me one thing, Levi." You said in
Poems of DeathDark RoomPoems of Death6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here in this dark room
I sit in the gloom
They left me here all alone
With nothing to do but moan
I can hear Death's call
I think I'll end it all
I can hear Death's call
Into his arms I want to fall
I'll be out of this mess
There'll be no more stress
In the light of the moon
I'll be home very soon
Rot To The Bones
In this coffin I'm all alone
Left to rot away to the bone
Its quiet and dark in here
I'm at peace, there's nothing to fear
So leave me alone
While I rot to the bone
I Wouldn't Be Here
My skin feels cold to the touch
I long for warmth so much
When I feel hot flames licking at my skin
I wonder what was my sin
I fear into sleep I fell
Because it looks like I'm in hell
It felt like I was flying
But i guess I was dying
They must have burred me
Because dark was all I could see
If I hadn't jumped I wouldnt be here
Pressed against the wall in fear
Now Its Touching Me - Monster? Levi x Reader Ch. 2Now Its Touching Me - Monster? Levi x Reader Ch. 26 months ago in Drama More Like This
The monster loved its prey.
Now it was time to escalate things.
First came the watching
Then came the touching…
Everything seemed really bizarre today.
It all started off when something was next to you before you woke up this morning.
Then after you got dressed, you were surprised to find your dirty towel from when you worked out at the local gym already clean and folded. It just sat there on a nearby chair next to your bed. You wondered if your parents came home and did this but after checking their room, you saw that they were still at work.
Confused you thought you might as well go to school and confront Hanji about what the hell she gave you yesterday.
You were now adjusting the strap of your backpack when you saw something in the shadows of the schoolyard move.
Feeling curious you neared the shadows, you felt-no you knew something was there. When your hand outstretched to touch it, you heard Hanji behind you.
-Lost in time-Sebastian Michaelis x Modern! Reader-Lost in time-Sebastian Michaelis x Modern! Reader7 months ago in Romance More Like This
-Lost in time- Sebastian michaelis x Modern! Reader chapter 1, "Unexpected guest"
(For more enjoyable reading:
-suitable background music: Umineko ost - In the sun) <- can be found from youtube.
”Ciel, over here!” Elizabeth yelled to her fiance Ciel who agreed to go and have a piknik with her. Of course he wasn't exactly willing to go out and waste another day doing nothing but useless things but his butler had talked him over.
Elizabeth found a perfect spot next to the river. It was sunny and perfect day, not too hot but not cold either. The butler lied the blanket on ground and landed all the treats while lady looked to other direction. Once looking back down, she was thrilled about the speed of dark yet smiling butler.
”You are absolutely perfect butler, Sebastian!” Elizabeth cheered.
”Why thank you my lady. If Phantohive's buttler wouldn't b
Hell Can Take YouWhere will you take me?Hell Can Take You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where I cannot cry.
where we do no die.
I ache to see your face,
To say one last thing.
I live with everyday.
At my still beating heart.
Like the bottom of the ocean
I'd always get lost
Searching for the words to say
My goodbyes to you
I didn't expect this to end suddenly
You went away that day
And I wish I did too
No matter what you do
Try to remember something
We won't meet again
I am positive of that
Don't get the wrong idea
I never loved your ass
You were there
You always were
A itch that could not be scratched
So enjoy your time
This is the day
I bid your memories
A slow, final farewell
Beauty and the Beast- Part 1Pitch Black x Reader - fanfictionBeauty and the Beast- Part 16 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It is good to get out," you said to yourself, while walking through the forest.
You always wanted to check the forest out, which was not far from your home, but you never got a chance to do it though; Today you are taking the chance to explore it, hoping that you will find something new or different, you also wanted to check it out before winter started; You knew winter was close because you could feel it getting colder every day, soon enough, it will start to snow.
The upside of living alone is that when you go out and take all the time in the world, and no one will make a fuss about it.
Soon enough, you came to a small clearing; which was perfect for what you wanted to do next... You put in your headphones and started dancing rhythimaticly to your music; You danced often at home, but you always wanted to try doing it out in the open, without anyone seeing you. You were not a bad dancer; A natural if you do say so yourself, and there wa
Why A Head?Tell me,Why A Head?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
O Red Queen of Wonderland,
Answer me this,
A simple question.
Why a head?
You shout so often,
"Off with his head!",
Or her's if it is so.
Why a head?
What is so special about it?
That silly thing with hair,
Carrying our eyes and ears,
And foolish mouths.
Why a head?
Is it so easy to cut off?
I would think not.
A spinal cord is attached,
And it makes quite a bloody mess.
Why a head?
Are you scared of our thoughts?
Our true feelings about you?
Deep within our conscious,
Waiting for a chance to lash out.
Why a head?
I asked that question,
Yet knew the answer.
We all fear our deepest thoughts,
Hidden in little cages.
Why a head?
Silly, foolish Queen,
Cutting the head won't stop the thoughts,
They're in all of us,
Waiting for the chance to strike.
Why not a head?
my suicideI don't understand how this happenedmy suicide8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know when it'll stop
I was floating high on a cloud
then suddenly I was dropped
I feel far down
didn't know I was so high
thought you'd hold me close
instead you watched me die
thought you'd comfort me
I thought you cared
but when I needed you most
you just stood there and stared
you stood there watching
but something blocked your sight
what other reason could you have not saved me?
from my eternal death that night
I was screaming and crying
praying you'd save my life
but you see you were the cause
because love was my knife
I died because I loved you
it broke me up inside
I never should've fallen
and love was my suicide
SuicideCut from the wrist, let the blood rain,Suicide9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take the pill, give your brain a strain.
You lay there dieing... Bloody and done.
You curse God, he had his twisted fun.
Suicide is the answer, suicide makes it all right.
Suicide is my Jesus, my savior this bloody night.
Suicide won't decieve me, suicide is my friend,
and you know what your mommy tells you, friends last to the very end.
I lay in dark, lay in hate, I lay here in bloody wait.
I lay here with my blood blanket, I lay here like a fool.
I lay here thinking of my lover wishing our love was really true.
I bleed for myself I bleed for 2, thick and red I bleed for you.
I bleed for all the wrong doers I bleed for God.
I bleed to the preps, bitches and snobs.
I bleed for the People who put me on the shelf,
but most of all I bleed for myself...
Suicide is the answer, suicide makes it all right.
Suicide is my Jesus, my sworn savior this horrific night.
Suicide will never decieve me, suicide is my friend,
and you know what your mommy tells you
Secrets Revealed - Monster? Levi x Reader Ch. 3Secrets Revealed - Monster? Levi x Reader Ch. 35 months ago in Drama More Like This
The monster yearned for more.
His prey was beautiful yet delectable.
It cursed its nature.
It wanted her; in a way that was perverse
But also satisfying.
Now we go to its view
Of its prey
In its eyes…
The monster watched its prey softly breathing in and out.
She looked very comfortable in the couch she slept in.
It felt bad that it was the reason she was driven out of her own room to sleep on the couch. Though it felt bad, it just had to see her every night. Especially now that it tasted her.
______ moved to the side. Coincidentally her face became near the monster’s face and her lips parted.
The monster stared at the female’s lips in lust. However it couldn’t. If it kissed her again now, who knows what will happen if it lost control?
Ruggedly it sighed as it pushed itself away from her.
In melancholy it said, “She will never know who I really am”
It looked back to
to everything there is a seasonI.to everything there is a season5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as a flower or a man,
i shall burst,
as a corpse, i shall
peel away, and
return to the earth,
the air. i'll be in
your lungs yet.
look, it’s not that i’m not
a little bit charmed
by the concentric circles
of existence, and the love,
the bitter, bright and
it’s not that i don’t like
carrying this body that is a miracle,
a miracle in the sum of its parts.
kahlo got it, she knew what
she was talking about –
but i won’t put words
in a dead woman’s mouth.
and the hot sweat of it here,
the pain, the fuck and the sour wine
of it here,
it isn’t really chaining me
down. i’m thinking of
did i ever tell you
i’d like to die on my back,
looking at the sky?
in one of those faraway places
i saw from the car as a child, the top of a hill
seen from a distance; someone else’s farm,
someone else’s land. someone else’s emptiness,
a thin line of grass between
dirt and the inf
What Is A Copyright?What Is A Copyright?9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Copyrights: What Artists Ought To Know
What is a copyright?
n. Abbr. c. or cop.
The legal right granted to an author, composer, playwright, publisher, or distributor to exclusive publication, production, sale, or distribution of a literary, musical, dramatic, or artistic work. " (Dictionary.com)
As the definition states, copyrights exist to assure that the creator of the copyrighted material is the individual who gets to earn the profit from their work, and gives them the legal control over what they created. The control it grants is the right to decide when, where and how the creation is used or published within the United States and other countries.
This means that when you create something such as a Furcadian portrait, or a piece of character art, you initially hold the right to decide what to do with it – upload it to a web space, let a friend use it, stick it on DeviantArt or your own website, or even to sell the piece itself. When uploading the piece to places such as
SuicideSuicide, the word rings in my ear;Suicide2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I get out a knife, and I don't show fear.
I write down such, a long pretty letter....
Knowing my life, can not get better....
I know if I stay, the pain wont go away
I lose more hope, every single day.
I sit in my room, tears in my eyes
Remembering all, those horrid lies.
I see my depression, is going to win.
I start to cut open, my broken skin.
Blood oozed from, my fragile wrist.
Soon, so soon, I wont exist.
I cut open the other, blood rushes out.
Yet I don't yell, and I don't shout....
Now comes, the biggest test,
Building the courage, to stab through my chest.
I hesitate a bit, my heart screams silently,
Then I stabbed myself, so violently.
My blood gushed from my body, onto my bed.
I did it, I did it, i'm finally dead.
Will anyone notice, that i'm not here?
Will anyone even, cry just one tear?
I can only assume, they wont see....
That they will never again see me....
[Thug! Levi x Reader] Up The Hill [AU!][Thug! Levi x Reader] Up The Hill [AU!]3 months ago in Romance More Like This
[Thug! Levi x Reader] Up The Hill [AU!]
[#TW: Nothing Really This Time Besides Blood...]
People say monsters aren't born monsters, yet shaped into the terrible creatures by society, like Levi Ackerman. He was born into a rich family but ran away because of the abuse he took in everyday. Family Connection's took him in, but only for two years, he was put into a foster home and that was that. He lived a beautiful life until age 20, when he dropped out of college and started to call the streets his 'home'. They also say monsters kill people, do drugs, and gamble for fun. That's mostly true... Levi didn't kill anyone but he did do drugs. Though, you were the opposite, you had money, a family, a home. You worked as a CEO to a large company called 'Titan & Co.' which produced the daily Paris newspapers. You needed something -- or someone -- to break you, to push you off the high, unfair pedestal you stood on ... And that someone was no other then Levi Ackerman.
You did what yo
Book recommendation 03: Muhammad by Martin LingsBook recommendation 03: Muhammad by Martin Lings2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Muhammad: His Life Based on The Earliest Sources
By Martin Lings
Amidst numerous exemplary scholarly works depicting the life of our noble Prophet (peace be upon him), Martin Lings' Muhammad: His Life Based on the Earliest Sources stands out as an exemplary source, providing a whole new account of the life of the Prophet, perhaps new details that haven't been elaborated in other accounts.
Lings provides a wealth of detail on the life of Muhammad, the time and place of many Quranic revelations, and the foundation of Islam, all based exclusively on 8th- and 9th-century Arabic biographical sources and collections of the sayings attributed to Muhammad. General readers will find a well-written, straightforward chronological narrative; Muslim readers will appreciate the favorable treatment of Muhammad; while specialists will find a faithful and convenient rendering of source material.
However, his definitive vivid account of the life of Prophet Muhammad -peace be upon him-,
AttentionMisha found America agreeable, for the most part there was the Boston traffic, but it wasn't as bad as Moscow's, and the food was overly rich and too abundant. But the people of the city were positively warm compared to the Spartan attitudes he knew, he hadn't had a single dollar stolen from him, and the university kids couldn't keep their eyes off of him. Not even the boys. He'd heard catcalls walking by a gathering of young men, the kind he'd learned to call "bros." It was his hair, maybe, or the way stubble refused to show on his face: in America, you could be anything other people wanted you to be, it seemed.Attention4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He told Sasha about it on the phone, who laughed at him. "You're getting a big head. The Americans are gawking at you because you don't look like them."
"I don't think that's it." Misha took a handful of almonds and threw them in his mouth. He knew Sasha would doubt him he always did, dwelling in what he called his "nativist cynicism." It didn't seem to involve m
Shh.Shh.Shh.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't want you to cry.
This is my mistake
I have died.
Forget about me
I am no bird.
No weightless beauty
I find so absurd
Your love for me is strange,
But I cannot deny how loved I felt
To embraced by you
Your love is what I felt
Our hearts in sync
Our breathing the same
You're so sweet
Just a little like poison
You were addictive
I was so gullible.
Now look where we are
All because of your perfection
Your eyes may cry
But I know you're just laughing
So hush my darling
I am not mad at you
This was my mistake
This came of Cat and Mouse
Has finally reached it's bitter end
Look who's left
The greedy mouse
Left empty handed
You took what you could get
And left a champion
The mouse has finally won
But you miss me don't be crazy
You're crying now aren't you?
To a twin sisterDear girl,To a twin sister5 years ago in Letters More Like This
It took me twenty-two years and a hundred crumpled-up cast-away beginnings of letters to finally write something coherent to you.
I wanted to tell you that I have been in your life from the day you were born, as you have been in mine, and that I do hear your whispers at night when you beg me to reply but, like you, I am trapped on the wrong side of the mirror. I want you to know that I look like you and we have the same eyes of veiled wistfulness and reined-in hope. When you were thirteen and you wondered why your eyes changed from stormy grey to chocolate brown, I wanted to reach out and tell you that you were simply binding your heart tighter to mine and that we were becoming who we were meant to be to each other. We are twins of the same soul and we share the same hesitant smile and lopsided chin.
Dear girl, I see you in your oversized jumper that covers your slender wrists and too-thin body, and your pyjama trousers that hide the two layers of tights you wear t
The CollectorIThe Collector2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One by one
(clink tink clink)
into the jar each of your pearly whites go,
that wasn't so bad?
Oh, well never mind,
all done now,
never mind the blood,
out there door you go.
Come in come
right this way,
I would tell you this won't hurt a bit,
but that would be a lie,
but you will be fine,
they all survive ,
well nearly so anyway,
take a seat,
close your eyes,
care for some gas?
Well don't say I didn't ask,
now try not to scream too much.
a few more
(clink tink clink)
don't fret so much
there are plenty to spare,
what is a missing tooth or two?
Away you go
don't complain so
it could always be worse.
My little ivory pretties
you are worth your weight in gold
for the price of my soul,
I will be free of this debt
I have incurred.
Now we wait
while the hour ticks
and night descends,
and the clock strikes twelve,
I shudder still
in revolting fear
yes the time is here,
and so it comes
SuicideI just want to die.Suicide5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh please, allow me
To leave and to fly
Above the blue sea.
I just want to try
To save all of thee
Who fall and who cry;
But you cannot see
My will and my heart!
You're neglecting me
As well as my art.
No more will I be
The ghost that protects
Each of your beauties.
I, too, will neglect
Your so profound seas.
No one sees my soul;
Its brightness will be
Swallowed by the fools.
Oh God, I'm sorry
Edge of an EraI find myself at the edge of the sun,Edge of an Era1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in all her flaming, blistering glory.
And through all her burnings, her scorchings and fires,
I am sad to see her solar flares dim.
Throughout those days of golden light,
I walked, danced, and loved down her bright orange sidewalk.
And as I stare out over the cliff, I can hear her cries rising above her shine.
Abuse!, she screams out, wicked, wicked!!
And God knows I've been all that and more.
A wicked little girl in the throes of a selfish dream, where
To walk in her rays could be torture,
To dance in her light made me cry, and
To love in the fires was sheer madness.
And yet, to whom will I cry
when the dark and the cold rise up over the hills?
To whom will I beg when the light
has left early to set itself down in the West?
To none but her.
I find myself at the edge of the sun.
My skin blisters and my hair burns.
But my hand is craving her searing touch, and I reach out to her, to thank her,
to tell her there is none but her blinding
SuicideShe was artsy.Suicide5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
She was odd.
She was a victim of the mob.
No one liked her.
No one cared.
They'd make fun or sit and stare.
She didn't cry.
She didn't fight.
She just let them take her rights.
A month went on,
And then one more.
All of their ridicules, alone she bore.
It all built up,
Until one night.
The "bulb" went off- she saw false light.
She chose her fate,
Then and there.
No one would miss her, since no one cared.