What I've Learned From MusicWhat I've Learned From Popular MusicWhat I've Learned From Music4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
-Anyone can make it whether or not they have actual talent as long as enough people think they're good looking
-A female singer's talent is directly correlated to the amount of bare skin exposed in her album covers and concert performances
-If you can act, you can sing, regardless of how much vocal training you've had
-If you're rich, you can sing, regardless of how much vocal training you've had
-If an artist writes their own lyrics and/or music, they are instantly original and amazing no matter how bland and generic it is or how much it sucks
-Auto Tune is your friend. Who wants to hear what a REAL person sounds like, anyway?
-If you mention girly things like fairy tales, knights with princesses, dances and famous literary romance icons in your lyrics you'll become popular COUGHTAYLORSWIFTCOUGHCOUGH
-If you sound so much like Taylor Swift that listeners can't tell the difference between you two, you've got yourself a record deal
-If you're having
Bradley Manning - WikileaksBy A.H. FurlongBradley Manning - Wikileaks4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Bradley Manning was/is (for lack of a better word) an army intelligence analyst who was charged with leaking, amongst other things, a highly classified video of American forces killing 12 unarmed civilians (including two Reuters journalists) and two children in Afghanistan earlier this year. Allegedly, Manning gave the video to Wikileaks in February 2010. Wikileaks is an online repository, if you will, of classified and top secret information furnished by whistle blowers if you must from around the world. It is located somewhere in Sweden but is accessible from every internet connection almost everywhere.
The video leaked by Private Manning shows a U.S. air crew falsely claiming to have encountered a firefight in Bagdad and then laughing at the dead. They also opened fire on a van that attempted to rescue the wounded. According to Manning there are about 24 or more other video tapes of a similar nature. What got hi
universe, thanks for having mei think that we are actually born enlightened,universe, thanks for having me3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
but because our muscles are too frail and our bones too brittle
we can do little about it
then society kicks in,
and being the perfect humans that we are, we learn to learn.
we go to school and eventually forget the knowledge that we were born with.
tell me, when they taught you about newton's apple, didn't you go
'well i could've figured that out'
the truth lies in the simplest of things,
things as simple as a child's mind.
i'd like to have stayed that way
i'd like to still believe that the cardboard box lying in my back garden
is going to fly me to jupiter one day,
i'll make a pit stop at neptune and fly further,
further, further and out of the galaxy.
stare at the vast gleam of light
and feel what it is probably like
to be a new born baby again.
i feel overwhelmed by the beauty of this planet,
this universe that we live in and
i feel powerless when i try to solve its mysteries.
when my mother gave birth to
BoredomThe constant blur.Boredom3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This gray, lifeless haze.
As rain gently hits the window pane,
It makes this beautiful world seem dark and monotonous.
There is no one here.
I long for a companion to share memories with,
To confide in, to trust.
But here, I am alone.
I long for something to be passionate about;
To add some excitement to this coliseum of weariness.
How I crave for a task to complete, rather than to engage in nothingness.
I feel full of feebleness, serving no purpose.
How do I go about leaving this pit of despair?
I am trapped, with no ways of escape;
Left to slowly go mad, and lose my sanity.
Here I stand, under a cloud of boredom.
My Master, Our loveMy Master, Our love1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My Master, Our Love
The floor creaked as Ciel stood from his warm bed. He couldn't sleep and was, well bored out of his mind. 'Something’s wrong. I just can't remember...' He walked over to the window and pulled the velvet curtain back, a dim white light poured in the room, then Ciel reached out and removed the lock on the window and pushed it open, letting a cool late Summer breeze blew into the rather large room. He shivered, of course he was only in his nightshirt. Putting his elbows on the window sill , he rested his head on his hands and stared up at the moon. His teal locks fell in his eyes, he blew them away with a forceful breath just to have them fall back again. A tail flicked itself back and forth, when this happened the young Earl knew he was truly bored. So he jumped from the window and landed on the grass with a soft thud. Being a neko had its perks. Almost always landing on your feet, being about to sneak around without being caught. Although Sebast
Request - Prussia x Kid!Reader : FamilyI was walking across a field alone after West and I had a big fight. He never really understood me anyway ... but I was too proud to admit that I owed him a lot for taking me in after my Country was dissolved. Truth be told, I just wanted to get away for a few minutes because West's obsession with cleaning and strong dislike for mess was pissing me off. The whole thing that started the argument was that I'd left my dirty underwear on the bathroom floor. I told him I forgot to pick them up, but West insisted that I did it on purpose because I "forget" regularly. So I told him that I had so many of his nags to focus on and I could only work on one at a time. Then he did this big sigh that he always does when we argue and said "I don't nag you, Prussia". By the end of it, I just decided to take a walk. But I never expected to find something that would change my life on my small journey. Anyway, that's enough about the situation. I'm going to carry on with the storyRequest - Prussia x Kid!Reader : Family2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
So I was taking a walk
Budding Love-An APH PrusRus Yaoi StoryBudding Love-An APH PrusRus Yaoi Story1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Budding Love <3
(A soft Russia x Prussia story-APH)
By: Kaede N. S.
(Request for SuPa4Natural)
“Kesesese! This is my victory Russia! You cannot beat me! I will triumph over all your army!”
“Kol Kol Kol! That is what you want to believe Prussia. But if I move here-”
“No! You wouldn’t dare!!”
“Oh I would. BAM!”
“You took her! My queen!!”
“M-hm! And you know what THAT MEANS!”
Prussia jumped from his side of the chessboard, “NO! I DEMAND A REMATCH!”
Germany, half drunk and exhausted, scolded his brother, “It’s three in the morning! You’ve been at it for almost 2 hours…give it a rest!” He stoked Italy’s head in his lap. The little Italian had drunk himself sick and passed out on Germany’s lap.
Prussia plopped down and Russia taunted him, “Tell me that you lost Prussia-san.”
My Master, Our Love | Chapter 2My Master, Our Love | Chapter 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My Master, Our Love
The sun shone in the closed eyes of Ciel Phanomhive as if it was saying “It’s time to wake up.” well it was certainly bright as the boy shifted under his covers. An awkward feeling had crawled over his body as he turned to face the butler’s sleeping face. ‘Bloody hell! What did I do?!’ Ciel thought as removed the demon’s arm that was draped over him and sat up. All the stirring around woke up Sebastian. Ciel stared down as the demon opened his eyes and the blood rushed up to the boy’s cheeks for he had to turn away at the look of his butler. For he had never thought that Sebastian slept therefore would look so well hot.
His scarlet eyes glistened in the sunlight and the mop of jet black hair that sat on his head was messed up from the occasional moving around because of the 13 year old’s constant movement from left to right and the axadental slap in the face with a tail from time to time, and no
RussiaxPrussia Fanfic Part1 Prussia abruptly stopped at stared at the Russian standing in front of him. Had he heard him correctly? Germany had lost? Had he really lost to the neighboring sadist? Prussia's heart stopped for a second, as the Russian's smile changed a bit to something a bit darker and a bit more sadistic. He reached his hand out towards the Prussian and spoke softly in a chilling contrast to his expression.RussiaxPrussia Fanfic Part14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come, Prussia, you're mine now " His voice was soft but it felt like icicles were stabbing into his flesh. His skin tingled and he didn't want to go with the intimidating blond; but, since he found West wasn't going to come to his rescue this time, Prussia took a last look behind him and slowly reached his hand forwards to place it on top of Ivan's. The softly gloved fingers curled around his and Prussia winced in the fear of the pain that was yet to come. The Russian's expression turned to one of slight pr
You are my source to happiness - OneshotYou are my source to happiness - Oneshot2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Summary: What is happiness? I mean sure you will get all you want
with money but is that all, will you be happy then? I guess each
individual has a different thought about happiness and so does
Gilbert Beilschmidt …
Warning: Implied sex, Yaoi (boyxboy duhh~), umm fluffiness that might
explode your mind... ooc-ness too >>
My happiness comes from such simple things...
I opened my bloody red eyes and squinted them as the bright sunlight
hit my lens. Wasn't the curtains closed last night? He must have
pulled them up. I can see the bird's nest out on the tree outside.
The temperature must be freezing out there but the tiny white egg has
made it or so it seemed, for there was a small bird cuddling next to
I propped myself up with my arms and felt the bed creaked as I
stepped down to the freezing wooden floor. Pieces of clothing were
scattered across the room. Boy, we were really going at it last
A chuckle escaped my lips as I p
Commission - That Smile of HisCommission - That Smile of His2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The day was dragging on into the evening. The sky was yellow mixed with orange and red but Ciel could already see the darkness of the night begin to engulf it.
"Young master, there are still a few document left that you must fill out." Sebastian said piling not just a small pile but a huge six foot tall pile of documents! This would take Ciel forever to finish. Giving a sigh Ciel said,
"Why can't you just do it all for me Sebastian."
"Well young master, this is your company and if you don't know how to run your own company, how do you expect to deal with all the drama in the future. Unless If you want me to do it so badly, you could give me a kiss~" Sebastian gave Ciel one of those annoying smiles that made Ciel's left eye twitch.
Intellectual PollutionI am your intellectual pollutionIntellectual Pollution4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
naked in broadcast space
selling fuck-shares for pennies
to disgraced nations
Im the one who sells you
with teeth and slogans
prop up pop-ups
from yesterday and
before it even gets here
I gave your sated appetites a boost
with fiction-less violence of wars
and then censored the reporters
who queried the nations generals
asking for a truth that was
Do you want the truth,
or don't you?
Do you like your new car
and the magazines on your daughters'
that teach her to fuck like a porn star?
Are you still smiling?
The Unforgivable Truth ~ (AmericaXEngland) ~ Ch.1The Unforgivable Truth ~ (AmericaXEngland) ~ Ch.12 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter One: Unsettling Circumstances
They year was 1807.
The United States of America was just beginning to grow and live on it's own now.
It was definitely not an easy task, learning what it took to become a strong and happy nation while trying to maintain peace with yourself and your surrounding nations.
Again, America was still learning.
The cruel grip of reality still had the nation gripped tightly around the throat, and for the time being, refused to let go.
If only there was a way to break free....
Horse hooves pounded against the dirt road with great force and speed as it raced up a steep hill.
The chestnut-brown horse started to pant, whinnying in complaint for having to rush up this steep hill so quickly.
"Come on, Libby! Come on, just a bit faster, please!" the rider, encouraging his horse.
The horse gave a low whinny and began to speed up, almost as if she had heard and understood her rider's words.
"Good girl, Liberty! That's it, alm
Daylight ForsakenDo you remember when AuroraDaylight Forsaken3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
invoked dawn in the sky above us?
How we watched her colors spread
above the highway, the gas station - across the fields,
painting reality in vivid splendor
as we traversed its mundane streets
bathed in the frail whispers of possibility?
We disappeared into the trees
where we spilled our secrets,
let them echo in the early morning stillness
of the orchards; a murmured resonance
played to the tempo of our heartbeats.
We didn't even care when reality invaded
[in the form of an angry farmer]
and shooed us back into its clutches;
it could not break the spell.
Or the night we lost hours
in each others' eyes,
[you knew I was afraid of eye contact - too vulnerable; you changed that]
finding our way out only when the sun
cast his rays upon your face.
So we left behind the cover of night
and emerged into the light
of a new day.
Or the time
you let me drive your car
in high-heeled hiking boots.
[but only on the back roads, away from civilization]
I Should Stay QuietI'm the queen of saying the wrong thing at the wrong timeI Should Stay Quiet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And reign equally over never saying the right thing at all
My tongue gets tied around the foot in my mouth
Often it's so much easier to choose to say nothing
You seem to mistake my stupid silence for wisdom
You don't see it's because I'm afraid of ruining everything
I opened my mouth and the lead-poison words came out
Innocent in appearance but secretly hurting you
Next time I'll just stay quiet
Our Cinderella HourWe've reached our Cinderella hourOur Cinderella Hour3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll flee the ball while you watch carriages turn to pumpkins
Let's meet up later with a glass slipper and a fistful of promises
We've reached our Cinderella hour
I am limp curls and smeared mascara
You are thoughtless words and forced distances
We've reached our Cinderella hour
On the night where everything is utter perfection
Yet the magical gown can still somehow end in rags
We've reached our Cinderella hour
But the beautiful thing about Cinderella hours is they only last a little while
Tomorrow will be better
Death and the GhostWhen Death was youngDeath and the Ghost3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and all was new
he hadn't a thing to do-
for nothing had died when the world was so young
and all was shiny and bright.
When Death became older,
things changed for him then
when he finally came to a use.
He took all the souls
of the once living men
and brought them
to places where they would be able to rest.
Although it was new,
to see a thing die,
no one questioned their fate.
Instead, they came along,
quiet as mice,
under the night-black cloak of Death.
Nothing much happened,
in Death's lonely "life"
when day after day he collected the souls,
bringing them from both places
of peace and strife.
He continued his work
not even he questioning why
and everything ran as it would.
Once there was a little girl
who liked to swim in the stream.
And then one day the current
swept her out to sea.
Her parents cried and searched,
but alas it was too late
and she was pulled under the cloak of Death.
At least, t'was meant
to be that way.
Her soul instead stomped its foo
Life Is Like a Coin"Life is full of ups and downs like a flip of the coin-heads for good times, tails for the bad times, but sometimes it stands still without falling down and right there it is neutral times-you'll never know what comes out of those times, but it can be quite a surprise."Life Is Like a Coin3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The Ballad of SerenityA nightingale in a birch nearby,The Ballad of Serenity4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
sang a song that made her cry.
"Another note and I shall die!"
Her threat was met with no reply.
And so she rested by the stream,
and heard the crickets softly dream.
She watched the cattails kiss the stars,
believing heaven not so far.
"And here is where I shall be free,"
whispered fair Serenity.
The orphaned child, the strange young girl
born into an ancient world.
No elegance or skill had she
but the ballad, of Serenity.
She was cursed with just one song:
a ballad haunting, soft and long.
The words were never hers to hear,
but danced always beyond her ear.
On harp, flute, lyre she wiled away,
the notes that only she could play.
Yet she grew tried of just one song
and ran away before too long,
into a wood with stream of gold
where rumored lived the bards of old.
She found the caves of deepest blue
and told them, "I have searched for you."
Serenity the bards admired.
They gave to her the sacred lyre,
which bound her soul between its strings,
to find th
Home AgainWe'll meet againHome Again3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when the light doth shine
and when the dark is gone
and he is dead.
We'll meet again
on a new day
with old friends,
coming home again.
We'll come home again,
come home again.
When the light
we'll be home again.
The Lunacy of InsecurityInsecurity creates madmen from lovers.The Lunacy of Insecurity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Insecurity convinces you that the person who loved you two hours ago has somehow, over that course of time, changed his or her mind.
Insecurity causes you to look at everyone as an enemy. Everyone is a potential threat, with no greater intention than stealing your lover away.
Insecurity tells you that your love could easily be cheating on you. After all, he or she knows you better than anyone and could easily play you.
Insecurity keeps you up at night and forces you to think of all the ways things can go wrong. It makes you forget how everything has all ready gone right.
Insecurity invents situations that do not exist and plant them firmly in your mind.
Insecurity convinces you that he or she can't really love you. After all, you don't even love yourself.
Insecurity creates madmen from lovers.
And Insecurity makes sure that madness is what makes your worst fears come true.
rivern: love isME AND SHAWN HAD BEEN friends since the first day of high school. It wasn't because we had a lot in common, but because we were different from everyone else. Even with the conformist school uniform we managed to stand out. It was as though we were standing in the shadows, while everyone else was in harsh sunlight.rivern: love is3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The other kids thought we were weird, freaks. Every day we would endure kids poking fun at the way we looked. People would trip us in the corridors and kick us when we were down. Kids would shout "emo!" or "cutter!" down the corridors after us too. And it didn't get any better either as we grew up, when most of the other bullying had stopped. In fact, for me and Shawn, it probably got worse.
Not everyone hated us though. There were the odd few who talked to us every now and then. So by the time we got to Year 11 and were studying for our GCSEs, we had a small group of friends.
The worst lesson had to be E
Let Me Be Your DrugBreathe me in too deeplyLet Me Be Your Drug3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Inhale me into your being
Drink me in and never stop
Take me into your veins
Let me be your drug
Let me course through you
Let me kiss you from the inside out
Let me sink into your arteries
Into your heart
Into your soul
Let me be your drug
As much as you are mine