BipolaritySometimes, I just don't get you.Bipolarity2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sometimes, I wanna hate you.
Sometimes, you make me smile.
Sometimes, it takes a while.
Sometimes, I just wanna run away.
Sometimes, I have a beautiful day.
Sometimes, I wanna leave you for the best.
Sometimes, my life is just a mess.
Sometimes, I think I'm a fool.
Sometimes, I just wanna be cruel.
Sometimes, I kiss you on the cheek.
Sometimes, I'm not that weak.
Sometimes, I see him behind your back.
Sometimes, I just don't wanna talk.
Sometimes, I don't love you anymore.
Sometimes, I don't wanna leave you nevermore.
Sometimes, I think I love life.
Sometimes, I stand just holding a knife.
Sometimes, I wonder if I'd be better.
But if I was now, I just wouldn't write this letter.
Jestre: Skyrim Chapter 4Jestre: Skyrim Chapter 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Climbing her way through the sanctuary she made her way to their room. The two of them shared the room, even after she had been "promoted". She had noticed on thing, he kept jurnoals. She never thought of what he would write, but if it could help her now...she was forced to pry into her friends mind, written on the old torn, tear and blood stained parchment.
She stared shocked the the diary's as she read one after another. Jestre saw in the entry's Cicero's very sanity slipping away. Each one getting more and more desperate in a seemingly hopeless situation. In her head she could almost hear Cicero speak the words, and although she had only heard him speak in a "sane" tone once or twice, his voice in her mind was calm, almost normal, but slowly began to slip into an all to familiar tone.
8th of Evening Star: 4E 186
As I begin this new phase of my life, I have decided to finally keep a journal. So much has happened to me thus far, both within the Brotherhood and without -
Don't Know WhyI don't know why I loved youDon't Know Why3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know why I cared
I don't know why she loves you
I don't know why she cares
These things unknown
The reason for her love
The reason for my hate
The reason why
It kills me inside
To see that she is so happy
With you and only you
Nothing else seems to compare
My mind revolves
Round and round these bends
Nothing about this
Seems right anymore
None of it seems to matter
The only thing
That really has meaning anymore
Is the one that is the worst possible fit
For this situation
For this friendship
A toxic poison
At this withering net of ties
But still it doesn't matter
The thoughts of this one lowly writer
Nothing to do with anything
Though it directly affects
Everything that is said
Everything that is felt
The pain continues
The hurt goes on
How can it still be here
When you yourself
No Ice Cream?! (SonAmy)Tails swung around and giggled as he watched Sonic and Amy walk beside each other a but closely.No Ice Cream?! (SonAmy)4 months ago in Romance More Like This
"He~ey guys! Hurry up! I heard there's an ice cream shop!" Tails yelled at them, even though they were maybe three feet away.
"Inside voice!" Amy chided but smiled nonetheless.
Sonic rubbed his ears, mumbling something about them bleeding, and a sarcastic 'thanks'.
"Don't be mean, Sonny~!" Tails giggled and watched them. "Just hurry your slow pokiness up!"
"Heh, that's ironic." Amy giggled to herself, Sonic overheard it though.
"Him calling me slow? Yeah, it deserves it's own headline, "World's fastest blue hero dubbed slow." Amy started laughing at this and Sonic smiled warmly at the girl, glad that he made her this way.
"Come ON! Hurry!" Tails called to them both, being ignored. The two took their sweet time getting over to him.
Sonic bit back a chuckle and continued to walk as slow as possible.
Tails, not having it, stomped over like the little child he is and grabbed both their hands.
A Victim Always WinsDear victims (please read),A Victim Always Wins2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes they just don’t believe
That what they’re doing to you
Could leave scars beneath your sleeve
A wound within your heart
A broken dream upon your mind
A tear fallen out of innocent eyes
A tragedy on rewind.
But, please don’t give up on this…
This battle fought inside
This war where you are left tied up
While they shoot you with lies.
Please, you know they’re the ones
That will never make it through
The reality of this world,
By hurting people like you.
Please, don’t give up,
Just keep fighting this battle within
And remember, while you may be the victim…
The victim always wins.
Whoo Time Travel CH.1False Memories, Ch.1Whoo Time Travel CH.16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Naruto awoke, screaming. Quickly, he made sure that he was whole and intact.
Just a dream... Okay. Ok... No, not okay. He was decidedly smaller than when he last remembered. He looked around, taking in everything. He was not in the Hokage Tower. He was not lying in bed next to the love of his life.
He was in a small, two-room apartment that looked awfully familiar.
In a flash, Naruto was out of bed and in the bathroom, desperate to examine himself, to make sure that this was just a bad dream.
The face that stared back at him from out of the mirror was that of a ten-year-old blond shinobi in-training, one with ambitions that were the source of ridicule amongst others, not just in his age group. The whisker marks that had adorned his face since before he remember, normally shrunk behind an insincere mask of laughter, were now drawn tight in an expression of utter disbelief.
Uzumaki Naruto, the Sixth Hokage, last of the jinchuuriki and keeper of Myo
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.
Crown King: Chapter ONEChapter One:Crown King: Chapter ONE2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hooves thudded over the ground as two horses sped across the cobbled streets of the capitol city, Eltzlo. The city was the grand jewel of the planet Oddacariis, as it was a central hub of trading, royalty, rich merchants and tourists.
"Sorry!" Armeo yelled at scattering people in his path. "Coming through!"
"You don't think you'll stay in front for long, do you?" His brother yelled at him from behind. They were both racing through the streets on palace stallions. Red dust flew up as Armeo accidentally knocked over a barrel of spice. "My apologies!" He called over his shoulder at the seller, who was waving his hands angrily.
"Keep racing like that and you could possibly end up riding party ponies for birthdays," Silas caught up to him and gave him a challenging glare.
"Oh-ho!" Armeo grinned and bent lower. "Let's see how you prance, princess!"
They galloped on at a feverish pace, past bright tents and stalls. Soon they were out of the Market and into the shopping district.
Innocent DreamsConsume me with your tragedyInnocent Dreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With tender lips pressing sweetly to
Caressing into these precious wounds
As if to heal the heartbreak
The laceration burns with passionate poison
Your expended nectar pumping in my veins
My starburst wishes crackling like fire
Between your dancing fingertips
What agony it is to fear nothing at all
But to desire to save Death the burden
The craving need to devour my soul
Which you feast upon to fill your endless appetite
It scares me more than anything
These words left unspoken between us
While you travel along the lifeline
And forever take what once was mine
Dear Jack FrostDear Jack Frost,Dear Jack Frost2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here sits a girl with dreams
Dreams some believe will never be fulfilled
Some plague her in the night and create darkness under the eye
But perhaps you could be of some assistance
Here sits a girl with hope
All she hopes is to see that white head of yours
Even a letter will do if you have the time
Or frost on the window, or her first white Christmas
Nipping at her nose
The cold yet warming touch of your fingertips
All she really wants
Is to see you
The Girl Who Wants to Believe
See the ScarsBehind my fake smile is a horrible past.See the Scars5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Always feels like Im walking on broken glass.
Put down every time, no one listens.
And my blood on said glass sits there and glistens.
Because when you feel the cold from the blade,
your not gonna think about it.
When you see the red marks below your hand
your gonna wanna shout it.
You cant fight it anymore, its the only way.
And im sorry is all you really have to say.
But too bad your not.
Just like me.
Because no one can see the pain in your eyes,
when youve put pride aside.
Nothing anyone can say will lift you up.
Not even the diamond in the rough.
going insane is how I feel.
And I just dont know how to deal.
But Im waiting to see if anyone cares.
To get the jist.
If anyone bothers to see the scars on my wrist.
A Little Bit of WonderlandHer name was Alyssa, and when she was nine, her mother built her Wonderland. After being raised on a healthy diet of Charles Dickens, Enid Blyton and J.M. Barrie, it seemed like the natural course of action. She created it out of paper, each scene indispensably, indisputably perfect in its imperfection.A Little Bit of Wonderland2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
And she did it because Alyssa was terrified of the idea of falling through a rabbit hole, into a place that allows magic only when you are confused. Mothers do the most impractical, exhausting things to show how much they love their children. It seemed a pity that it was this very effort that kept Alyssa up all night, staring at the paper people like they were coming to get her.
(If Alyssa’s mother knew, she would have spent all her time trying to explain to the little girl that it wasn’t just paper people she should be afraid of.)
God appeared to have a sense of humour when little Alice became Alyssa’s best friend. She lives across the street, her hair always
I Belong to YouI Belong to YouI Belong to You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
El amor es demasiado peligroso para mí.
Mi increíble y flamante novia/alma/gemela/compañera eterna/consorte (en serio, tengo que encontrar el término adecuado).
Y es que quizá me haya puesto tan paranoico, celoso y posesivo porque he asumido de manera automática que si ella no está tan concentrada en mí como de costumbre, corro el peligro de ser sustituido.
Pocas cosas han sucedido desde entonces, pero lo cierto es que vivo lleno de incertidumbre, cada día me hago más preguntas, y siento que necesito obtener algunas respuestas.
Me aparto un poco para poder mirarte a la cara; me pregunto cómo se te ha pasado por la cabeza algo parecido, cuando siempre he yo sido quien temía decepcionarte.
Y en esa sola manera de estar solo ni siquiera uno se apiada de uno mismo.
Ya sé que es una pobre deformación, pero cierto es que en ese minuto uno se siente solo en el mundo.
Después de la alegría viene la soledad. Después de la plenitud viene la soledad.
Ha llegado un punto delicado e
AloneSick of the way this feelsAlone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sick of what it does
Why can't it just go away
And leave me the heck alone?!?
All Dolled UpI was getting bored. Kristen and I were watching a movie at her house. She was enjoying the movie, but I couldn't care less about Brad's latest sex flair. Then she sighed.All Dolled Up4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I just don't understand where this is going."
"Where what is going?"
"Us! Where is this relationship headed? We just watch movies on Friday nights and text. Do you even love me anymore?"
"Of course I love you! Where is this coming from?"
I was getting nervous, I didn't know why she suddenly was in a temper tantrum, but I was afraid it was going to end with the end of our relationship, and I didn't want that.
"Its coming from the fact that we never have any fun! Why don't we have fun like we used to?"
"Well, we can have fun! What do you want to do?"
"I don't know, just something we could both enjoy together!"
"This is obviously coming from somewhere, what is it that you were thinking about?"
"Ok well there is one thing that I wanted to try.... but I'm not gonna tell you what
Do You Believe in Magic?Do You Believe in Magic?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Can I ask you a question?" a voice asked, which startled you.
Turning around you came face to face with the usually quiet and emotionless Norwegian named Lukas. He brushed back a piece of his white-blonde bang, as he impatiently awaited your reply. His dull blue eyes held a twinkle of magic as always, as his gaze searched over your face.
"Didn't you just technically ask me a question?" you teased, as you leaned against a nearby cream wall.
"____, I am being serious." he scolded, his blue eyes glared at you.
"Alright, what is your question?" you questioned.
"Do you believe in magic?" he asked, a glint of hope flashed in his eyes.
"Do I believe in magic?" you repeated, as you arched your brow.
"Yes," he emotionlessly said.
"I am not sure," you replied as you pushed yourself away from the wall and brushed past the surprisingly shocked Norwegian man.
"How can you not be sure?" he questioned as he followed close behind you.
"I mean magic is just in fairytales right? It's not supposed to be
a funny Final Fantasy X poemTidus is a blitzball playera funny Final Fantasy X poem9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
for the Zanarkand Abes.
He loved to sign autographs.
He always got the babes.
He went to a Blitzball game
to score them another win.
When about to perform a Blitz Ace
Tidus laid eyes on Sin.
Sin attacks Zanarkand
causing it much pain.
the only thing that would have added to the drama
is if there was rain.
Tidus runs into Auron
The two battle a mighty Sinspawn.
Down, Left, Up, Right, L1, R1, Circle, X!
Dragon Fang made the creature gone.
Not long after
Tidus starts trippin'.
Through the air he floats
As if he's swimmin'.
A mighty flash
1,000 years later...
Tidus finds himself
in a ruin-filled crater.
Chased by a gigantic
Thinking to himself 'Bitch...'
He makes a fire,
which attracts a fiend.
Klikk, A four legged
The door far away,
it quickly blew down.
Thanks to explosives...
Rikku was in town!
The duo kicked Klikk's ass
rather easily, I might say;
Tidus is abducted.
Al Bhed ship, AWAY!
Forced to do their w
When You Meet A Believer 1(Jack FrostXReader)When You Meet A Believer 1(Jack FrostXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The loud chatter of everyone around me increases my anxiety and my footsteps turn stiffer and stiffer, seeming near frozen. As the emotional frost completely freezes my feet ten times over, I stand still, my heart palpitating and the air from my lungs coming out in short, choked breaths. As I scan my surroundings warily, a shrill ringing shocks me to the core. The school bell. Everyone hurries towards the directions of their separate classrooms, paying no attention to the poor girl right in the middle of all the chaos. The shoves and pushes I receive are hurting me terribly, and I fall, as the crowd clears away... till there’s one figure left in the silent hallway, filled only with resistant sobs. The barely audible thud of his shoes sound as he walks towards me, and I cringe, hoping the insults that would come would only be light punches to my soul. However, I was wrong... A hand was extended and I looked up, meeting a kind smile.
“Hi, I’m Jami
Suicidal PeopleSuicidal peopleSuicidal People1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
don't want to
to end their
Wedding party - Castiel X ReaderYou stared at the dress in front of you. It was the night of your Aunties wedding party, A very special day for her and your entire family. The dress was cream colored and reached up to your thighs. It was a really simple yet pretty dress, But you weren't sure if you could pull it off. You were no natural beauty (Or so you thought), You never had been even from a younger age. But tonight, you were going to try and be the prettiest girl at the party. It was your goal.Wedding party - Castiel X Reader11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You grabbed a flowery head band which you wrapped around the bun in your (H/C) hair. As for makeup, you put a little lip gloss on your lips to give them a little shine and some mascara and eye shadow around your (E/C) eye's making them stand out. As you looked in the mirror, You felt good about yourself. You did look nice for once. I guess You Tube tutorials really help! The outfit seemed to come together well. It was simple, but delicate and pretty. ( Here is the outfit http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=119537787 )
Detailed Character SheetBasic StatisticsDetailed Character Sheet6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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Who Am I?Who am I?Who Am I?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am somebody.
I am somebody who loves to learn.
I am somebody who is afraid of being burnt.
I am somebody with no father.
I am somebody afraid to be a bother.
I am somebody who loves dreaming at the sky.
I am somebody who is always asking "Why?"
Why are they the way they are?
Why won't they try to go very far?
Why can't they see there is more to life than you?
Why can't they see that they will make it through?
Who am I?
I am nobody.
I am the person who never gets a letter.
I am the person whose name you can't remember.
I am the face you cannot place.
I am the one who sets her own pace.
I am the one who doesn't try fit in.
Fit in with all of the deceit and sin.
Who am I?
I am everyone.
I am the poet dreaming impossible dreams.
I am the skeptic who knows nothing is as it seems.
I am the optimist who believes in better days.
I am the realist who sees the world in shades of gray.
I am the patient one who waits 'till the time is right.
I am the pacifist who doesn't