Love Is..Love Is..11 years ago in General More Like This
Some say love is overrated.
Some say love is everything, and they couldnt bear to be apart from that special someone for more than a few hours.
Some treat love as a game, untrusting and manipulative.
And with all this speculation, you wonder how many people really understand the meaning of love. So many people try to think of ways of saying it, to make it mean so much more; some say it just because they are words of flattery because it is what the other person wants to hear. The truth is, love is so much more than just words. Love is expressions, touches, experiences. Love is growing together as one. When you find that person, and you grow to love each other, you suddenly understand why people would die for someone, why people would kill.
This person becomes your world.
There are no flashing neon lights hovering over their head, telling you that this person is the one, just like there are no lurid signs showing you that they will become your future. No stars collide (ex
TESV: An Unhappy Peace OfferingTESV: An Unhappy Peace Offering4 years ago in Settings More Like This
"We want Markarth, in exchange for agreeing to the treaty." Ulfric Stormcloak...the arrogant and short-sighted leader of the Stormcloak rebellion. Taking advantage of a peace council to gain an extra foothold in the other holds. Jests-About-Life, the Dragonborn Argonian who came up with the idea of the peace treaty, was completely unamused. He wasn't comfortable with him being there, nor was he comfortable with him complaining about the Civil War's progress in High Hrothgar, a temple dedicated to peace.
"This is supposed to be a peace offering Ulfric. The Empire won't simply hand over The Reach because you demand it." The Argonian spoke, his voice strong...ironically enough. Ulfric was clearly getting irritated, the next statement lashing out at Jests' mind.
"Even the Dragonborn is a traitor to Skyrim..." Ulfric arrogantly stated. He was a very narrow-minded man,
"A traitor? How do you justify discriminating and alienating my people!? Did you think I would join your cause if I saw such
InsaneA feeling of going insane,Insane10 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Is something you will never go through.
It's the screwing of the brain,
And that person never knows that to do.
They think that they hear voices,
And everyone's out to get them.
They are running out of choices,
And about ready to kill 'em.
They do crazy things,
And forget an hour later,
They don't know what the next day brings,
And starts to think their best friend's a traitor.
They start messing around in drugs,
And seem to think its fine,
They've become downright thugs,
And no one sees the sign.
They stop talking,
To all that seem to care,
And start walking,
On their own, without a scare.
They start hurting themselves,
As a way to let out their feelings,
For they have set those on the shelves,
And no one sees them dealing.
With the problems that they face,
And the things that they go through,
They've vanished without a trace,
But their standing right in front of you.
DensityTell me, lover, how the flooded sky peals the soul's vengeance,Density9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the churning of autumn and echoing footfalls on the stairwell
with dusk tasting like our kisses in their eager, sanguine
Fearful of depths, I fled your embrace to fall swooning,
each glance a brush of laden finishing, a heart-heresy.
Yesterday I sealed the last box, wiping my brow and wearing
those sage, harried conversations
as only a crushed kite with torn webbing can muster
in the face of distance.
Now, when I smile at you, there are only waves ebbing
across sandbars and our twilights.
School Girl Obsession (Contest Entry)School Girl Obsession (Contest Entry)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thomas was a huge fan of school girls pictures, it was like an obsession for him, He would find pictures of school girls and save them to his computer 24/7, because of this he couldn't make any friends, people even bullied him because of it, but he didn't care, because that was who he was.
One day while searching for more picture, he noticed that he couldn't save anymore pictures to his USB stick. He opened screen that showed his stick memories, he eyes grew wide when he saw that there was no more memory left. He slammed his fist on the desk in anger, now he had to save the pictures on the computer till he got a new one. Since he lived in the country, it could be a month till they go to the city. Thomas eyes widened in realization, he could just order a stick from the internet, and he went to EBay to find one.
After 10 minutes of looking he couldn't find one that had enough memory, hi
Ninja StudentNinja Student3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nick was at home, bored out of his mind, there was nothing on TV, all of his friends were out of town, and he played all of his games. He slumped on his couch and sighed.
"I wish there was something I could do," Nick said, he than widen his eyes in realization, there was something he could do. He got up and ran out of the house to the outskirts of town.
Once there he followed a trail to an old dojo, it was believed to be a dojo where people train to become ninja's. But people stopped coming there and it was closed off, but it was believed that an old man was there, waiting for a new student. Nick walked up to it, opened up one of the windows, and went inside, his shoes went on to a polished wooden floor; this surprised him, since the dojo closed 5 years ago.
Nick walked through the dojo seeing that the entire place was clean, not a single cobweb was in any of the rooms, the windows were clean, even the training equipment was spotless. He cont
Since by men came deathAlejandro Rojas HSince by men came death7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Desde que por el hombre llegó la muerte
El mundo recibió la vida
Desde que el árbol se marchita
Existe la belleza del instante
Así pues, desde que el tiempo
No solo pasa, sino que de paso, mata
Los árboles fueron más verdes
Y las fuentes más claras
Para que exista la magia del momento
El chispazo en la eternidad
Lo fugaz de lo condenado a un segundo
Pero que tiene esencia de eterno
Desde que por el hombre llegó la muerte
Dios tiene el corazón mas abierto
Y el hombre aprendió el valor de un te quiero
Porque desde que por el hombre
La muerte visito su reino
La vida es un instante;
Aquí ya no existe lo eterno
Desde que se sacrifico el bien natural
Por el gozo de poder encontrar la felicidad
Y hallarla en un corazón ajeno
Desde que por el hombre llego la muerte
Se cerraron las puertas del cielo
Y desde que por el hombre llego la muerte
Se abrieron de nuevo.
Locura- InsaneLocura- Insane8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Que es la locura?
Es no tener control sobre tus pensamientos?
No distinguir entre realidad y fantasía?...
Es simplemente que nadie puede comprenderte?...
Aquí la locura es abandonar tu conciencia
Dejarte llevar por los impulsos
Perder la moral, la rectitud
Dejar crecer a tus demonios para permanecer con vida
No queremos que otros demonios nos coman
Aquí puedes ser traicionado
Pero la traición no existe sólo que ya eras util...
La muerte te necesitaba
De una forma u otra
Instantáneamente, sin avisar previamente
Aquí el amor se vive, se goza
Se agota lo mas pronto posible, porque a la larga se transforma en odio
Aquí el sexo es el único refugio para los del alma un tanto pura
Es el pecado más delicioso dulce e inocente
Aquí las vírgenes son el alimento más sabroso...
Somos el alimento de la oscuridad
Insane Unknow Girl
El viajeHabia una vez, hace cierto rato, en una sala fria de paredes blancas, y con un profesor puritano y ñoño, una niñita que lo unico que no tenia de niñita era la edad, pues cuando el sol calentara un poco mas, por el tiempo de Virgo, cumpliria la edad legal. Su nombre era ( y fue, y creo que sera) Hikaru.El viaje7 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Cansada del frio del pegajoso y gris Santiago,decidio cocer tres huevos, aliñar un tomate, hacerse dos tostadas y amarrarlo todo en un pañuelo,tomar su sombrero de paja y salir a buscar algo nuevo, algo viejo, algo loco, algo cierto.
Camino, paso la Kennedy con Pajaritos, saludo a la Panchita, que vende quesos en la esquina de la Alameda, hasta que llego a la estacion dela Trucha. Bajo por las escaleras de caracol, sin hacerle caso a las caperucitas que trataban de venderle seguros ni a los gatos turtos que ronroneaban por alguna moneda. Bajo y bajo, hasta que llego a la Linea del Metro. Sintio hambre y desenvolvio su pañuelo, y tras darle un mordisquit