color blind truth.listen.color blind truth.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i told you i was soft on words-
not that i believed lies
but you always thought that was my favorite flavor of love
and kept feeding them to me.
and i know i shouldn't have let myself care but my heart began to tell my that you might just catch me if i fell for you.
(the best liars are hearts
because you want to believe them)
you told me i was beautiful and i still don't know if it counts as a compliment when you know they don't mean it.
you bought me a pack of crayons on said,
'oh baby, you could color the world in crayola'
and i think this was code for,
'oh baby, i only know how to trace the world in black and white'
but you forgot i'm color blind.
(that's why i always thought you were
you told me i was one way glass and you'd already taken the step in letting me see you
so now it was my turn to break the cycle, but when i tired
i only ended up sliding my fingers through blood-kissed shards of glass.
(i just wish i was a mirror
so i could
i'm contradictory at best.i wonder what it's like to look into your face and not want to spill every secret i've ever had. i want to be startlingly indifferent. i want to say i don't care and mean it. i want to be reckless in more than that jaywalking every morning on my way to work sort of way. i want to say something that will completely change the course of everything forever. i want to be the sort of thing people need to invent a new word for, because "cataclysmic" won't cover what a disaster i am.i'm contradictory at best.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i want to be someone new.
i worry about why the air always tastes several degrees colder than your skin. i know there's a correlation that i haven't figured out yet, but my mind doesn't work fast enough to make the connections anymore. i worry that all the synapses are breaking apart and my brain is shutting down. i worry that i'm dying in slow motion from the inside out so no one can even tell. not that anyone would care, but i worry about the most absurd of things. and then i worry that i don't worry enough abo
we have the softest heartbeatsi don't know what it means when you saywe have the softest heartbeats3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you don't know what i mean.
the implications of my every sentence stain the
atmosphere like neon lights and i'm left wondering
how you can still be so clueless. how after
all this time. after all the sentences we traded
with each other. after every minute that makes
the miles smaller. you still don't get it. how
you could still not get me.
this is the part where i need to remind myself
that you were never mine.
you've never been anyone's because there isn't
a sentence simple enough to make you stay so
three words and eight letters won't leave you
breathless in between my bed sheets. it won't make
you feel the same. and there isn't an idea complex
enough to make you stumble into love, because
to figure out that the world is so much more than
black and white would be admitting you've been
wrong all along.
we're not the people we once were, but maybe our
expectations are far too high.
Missionary PositionMissionary Position12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your hot breath against my neck
I feel your gentle kisses.
Our lips meet.
Rubbing your fingers through my hair,
and your hand brushing my cheek.
So excited & aroused
we give all our energy.
Wanting you so desperately
I take you inside me.
Breathless. With a slight open peck
caresses my lips.
Holding me close,
while grinding our hips.
I feel you so deep.
I feel your soul inside.
Discovering all your mysteries,
that one should never hide.
You've whisked me away
to the palace of pleasure
I am your goddess
and you are my treasure.
Gasping with delight
Our passion goes soaring
Who ever said that
Isaac. "Кто вы? Почему вы всё ещё живы?"Isaac.7 years ago in Horror More Like This
The harsh words were delivered by a woman in a sharp black uniform. Her short, efficient haircut was sleek black as well, and didnt look natural, although it couldve been the lighting. In one hand, she carried a crop, in the other, a stack of files.
The man she was facing was bound to the rickety wooden chair. His breath emitted sharp puffs of white-ish smoke into the airit was well below freezing point in the cells.
He was a strange man, even the interrogator noticed that much. His wild eyes, rimmed with black from sleep deprivation and starvation, were a shade of yellow she hadnt seen before, unnerved her deeply. They seemed to make the two burly men who guarded the cell door extremely nervous. Or perhaps it was the rasping, rattling sound he made whenever he breathed. The woman took
FiM++ Programming - Hello World, 99 Jugs of CiderDear Princess Celestia: Letter OneFiM++ Programming - Hello World, 99 Jugs of Cider2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Today I Learned an important lesson about friendship.
I learned how to write "Hello World!"
Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.
P.S. In this case, the syntax is similar to C++.
Dear Princess Celestia: Letter One
I wrote "Hello World!"
Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.
P.S. In this case, the syntax mirrors that of Python syntax. I'll leave it to you, readers, to decide which one you deem better. -Twilight Sparkle
Dear Princess Celestia: Letter One
Today I learned how to sing Applejack's Drinking Song.
I learned Applejack's Drinking Song with Applejack.
Did you know that Applejack likes the number 99?
I did this while Applejack had more than 1.
I sang " 'Applejack' jugs of cider on the wall, 'Applejack' jugs of cider,"
Applejack got one less.
When Applejack had more than 1,
I sang "Take one down and pa
Star "But dad i hate this place." i said with a slight wine. "We're not moving just because you dont like it here and thats final." my dad yelled at me. i ran crying into my room. i slammed my dor and sobbed in my pillow. I looked out my window and saw the moon bright as can be in the night sky. I stare off into a daze and fell asleep. The next morning i had to go to hell, or as everyone else calls it school. I got ready, ate, and didnt say a word to my dad as i went out to the bus. I didnt have anyone around me that shared the same bus stop so i stood there quiet and alone till the bus arrived. When it did i got on and sat down listening to all the noisey kids around me. I juat stared out the window watching the passing nature go by, till we arrived at school. We all got off and entered the building.Star9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I walked down the hall and noticed this kind of big girl wearing a leather jacket. she looked gothic and considering im emo i thought it would b
Love is PainfulA normal girl (I guess you could call her that) doing her normal duties at school (if you call stalking normal then sure). Her name was Lucy and she had a crush on this boy called Jake.Love is Painful1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lucy is normally all out going and fun but whenever she sees this boy she changes into a shy girl. Recently she has felt like she has needed to stalk him. But she really should have stopped once she started as this ends up biting her on the behind later.
So yeah a normal school day for Lucy as it reaches lunch time she again follows Jake around the school hiding every time he looks her way. Her friends are really annoyed with her always ditching them but this time they found her and noticed what she was doing so they decided to get some revenge.
Her best friend Katie found her but Lucy hasn’t noticed anyone behind her.
"Hahaha I've caught you. What is she doing?" Katie questioned her friend and then looked over her and noticed what she was staring at.
"Oh my god shes in love with a boy and not an
Nothing I Can DoI have no thoughts anymoreNothing I Can Do7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My words have all run dry
There's nothing left for me here
Now that you have said goodbye
Life, love, and meaning
All over in an instant
As you turned away
Left on my own
I'm still ashamed to cry
So I sit here numbly
While my life passes by
Pushing away those who don't care
And even those who try
But they can't understand my hurt
It's way too deep to see
The whole that's inside my chest
That your words ripped from me
Now I'm left here bleeding
Kneeling on the ground
Even though my heart's done breaking
No end here can be found
So please would you set me free
From all of this pain
But don't erase the memories
Or else I'll die again
Wedgie WaitressThe waitress, a dark haired woman in her early twenties, rolls her eyes and Quinn catches it. "Seriously, b###h?" She asks, shaking her head. "Don't roll your eyes at me. Or else..."Wedgie Waitress1 year ago in Settings More Like This
"For the record..." the raven haired youngster replies, looking Quinn in the eyes defiantly, "...I think what you and your friends did to Nikki was awful."
"It's not nearly as bad as what I'll do to you if you don't get out of my face, b###h!" Quinn shouts, gaining the attention of everyone at the party. Especially Cassidy, who pushes herself up and starts weaving her way towards the problem. Buffy stands up and puts her bikini top back on, as she exits the hot tub and makes her way towards the problem.
The waitress stands her ground, locking eyes on Quinn. But before it comes to blows...
A different waitress, this one a young and bubbly looking blond, steps in and grabs her co-worker. "It's cool!" She says, calmingly. "She doesn't want any trouble."
"Too bad cuz she's found it!" Quinn growls, Cassidy now
14: Singing14: Singing9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
ANSWER USING ONLY SONG LYRICS
(always try to specify the author and title)
1. Who are you?
2. What do you look like?
3. What's your secret?
4. What do you want to be?
5. What can you do?
6. What can't you do?
7. Where do you live?
8. What is love?
9. What is friendship?
10. What are you afraid of?
12. What would you do with a million dollars?
13. What would you tell the one who loves you?
14. What would you tell your enemies?
15. What do you want to do?
16. Where do you want to be?
18. What questions do you ask?
19. What advice would you give?
20. What mistakes do you make?
21. What do people think or say about you?
22. What do you want?
This quiz was taken from quizzes
WiccaDont believeWicca6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The lies you have heard
For Wiccans do not dabble
In black magick
All magick we do
In perfect love and perfect trust
Is performed in only positive energies
It harms none
We cast our spells
With peace and love in our souls
With calm and harmony in our hearts
We practice our religion with true
So dont believe everything you hear
We are not evil ones who worship Satan
We worship the God and Goddess of our earth
The mother and father of this planet
So merry meet and merry part
Until merry meet again
And so it harm none, do as ye will
And go with my blessing
God Bless YouGod Bless You5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
- De quoi tu as peur ?
Regards fuyants, hésitations. Ces choses-là ne se disent pas. On ne peut pas les expliquer. La fille fait deux pas dans sa direction, puis trois vers l'autre. Elle se colle au mur. Glisse le long pour s'asseoir.
La lumière est faible. On ne voit pas ses yeux derrière ses longs cheveux.
- Qu'est-ce qui te fait dire que j'ai peur ?
Mèches de cheveux remises en place. Elle lui parle de loin, en retrait. Elle ne veut pas s'avouer vaincue. Ces choses-là ne se disent pas. Elles se sentent.
- Ca se sent.
On ne doit pas trop parler de ces choses-là. Elles sont bien trop importantes. Ca fait bien trop mal. On ne veut pas entendre, il ne faut pas, non, non. Elle remue la tête en signe de négation. Elle n'a pas l'énergie de nier de façon plus vigoureuse. Tout ça l'épuise. Et peut-être que c'est vrai. Qu'elle a peur, après tout.
- A quoi tu sens ça ? Comment peux-tu prétendre ressentir ce qu
Tell meYou hide all of your feelingsTell me9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You never let me see
Just how much your hurting
Please open up to me.
I can see the pain you're feeling
I can see it in you eyes
Please tell me what has happened
Let me hold you as you cry.
You tell me that nothing is wrong
But I know that that's not true
Don't lock it up inside yourself
Let me be there for you.
If you share your problems with me
I can try and do my best
To help you through these hardships
So your pain can be at rest.
You can tell me anythingI wont judge or question you
Any feelings that you tell me
Will be just between us two
What's best for you is what I want
So just tell me what you need
And if one of these things isn't me
Then tell me and I'll leave.
Things I Would Like Toi.Things I Would Like To5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I remember the way you used to run your fingers through my hair and say 'birdsnest' under your breath.
We used to sleep beside each other, with only our toes touching because we were not good at cuddling.
I used to count your freckles and your teeth and your breaths in case one day you were found in a riverbed
with water-bugs biting your toes, liquifying your capillaries
I would be able to count your teeth and say "Yes, this is him," and the doctors would say everyone has
such and such number of teeth and I would try to count your freckles but there are a few which are quite
ambiguous. Is that one or two? Is that a pore or a small freckle? Does that cluster count as one or three or a constellation?
I remember kissing you and wishing for the apocalypse. It was a tuesday.
Mowing IIA radio blaresMowing II5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
over the whirling
Through the green spirals
a dusty voice
Hold OnHold On8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just talk to me
tell me of your day
your dreams, the way you
want to live your life
I could tell you a story
(although I want you to speak)
a story to surpass all others
a story of love
a great love
squeeze my hand
remember our secret place
hidden among roses
and the blurry edges of daydreams
(stay there and let the wind blow through your hair)
talk to me, say my name anything just speak
please my love
The Roomba"Go back home you cursed robot!" I growled at the little disk shaped vacuum cleaner as it completely ignored my commands and spun in an idle circle, beeping merrily. "Bloody machine..." Sighing, I reached down and tried to grab the mischievous bot, when it suddenly spun away and made a mad dash across my living room, diving for safety beneath the sofa. "No! Gah! It'll be a week before I can get that damned thing out of there!"The Roomba7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Why, oh WHY was I the only person in the house that the Roomba did this to? Surely it could spend it's time better cleaning than trying to play hide and seek with me? Of course, that wouldn't be as much fun would it? Glaring at the lime colored light that flitted about under the couch, I shook my head and collapsed back onto my computer chair. With headphones safely ensconced around my ears, pumping Flogging Molly deep into my brain, I relaxed and opened up my instant messenger, determined to ignore the glorified vacuum cleaner and talk to Jace, or Jose, or whoev
Forced AffectionBleak nights are the worst for serious conversations, they always leave both people drained.Forced Affection8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No exception here, he was hunched over and leaning on the rail on the platform of the stairs. She was leaning next to him, concerned, and she wouldn't be out of bed at this hour of the night if she didn't have great reason to be. He had a lot on his mind.
"It doesn't make any sense for women to act the way they do," he said. "No offense."
"Well, we're complicated people. There's a lot going on in our minds, all the time. We think of what we're doing right and what we're doing wrong and there is a lot of hurt that we feel when we feel like we're not keeping others around us happy... it might not make sense to you but that's ok... it's ok."
He wasn't comforted, and he knew she felt like that wasn't very comforting, either.
"Affection... is a curious thing. I want to make others feel loved but I don't know how to go about that... I always feel like i'm the one screwing up, screwing other people ov
RIP STEVE IRWIN 2.R.I.P. STEVE IRWINRIP STEVE IRWIN 28 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
22/02/1962 - 04/09/2006
Please tell me its not true?,
How can there be a world without you?
Its hard to believe that your gone,
But may your spirit live on and on,
We never ever thought this day would come,
Now it has we all feel so numb,
Where sorry to see you go,
We really miss you so,
Now you've gone to the great place in the sky,
The worlds lost a legend and a great guy,
You took risks no-one else would take,
You even took gambles no-one else would make,
You was brave and heroic,
For a hero / idol you was ideal to pick,
Youve inspired thousands of people everwhere,
For any animal in need of help you was always there,
You gave the world such education,
Turned us all mainly into an animal nation,
You became famous worldwide,
With your wife Terri at your side,
The love you share is unbreakable,
The bond you has was not mistakeable,
Your little dog Sui was always there for you,
Goin with you in everything you do,
Along came Bindi who became your number one fan,
Something TimelessSomething Timeless like it's ModernSomething Timeless8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your waist went in curves
like a neon letter C--
what, with the glitz of your dress...
My hands rested there
in the glow of the colored
lights of the dance floor.
Your eyes drank the rays
like a viscous spill--
glorious in its tragedy.
Your eyebrows marked bold angles--
struck and retreated like a bullfighter--
divided like the rivers of South America.
"You remind me
of Penelope Cruz."
I said; and you flashed
flattered like a photo bulb.
You said, "She's beautiful."
I wished to crush myself
into two dimensions with you.
on a screen that glimmered
with reflective bits and held
the merger of my hands on your hips
and my lips on yours.
We shined like movie stars.
Love is ThirstLove is thirst.Love is Thirst8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
You need to drink or you die.
Your first love is like mother's milk. Soothing and nurturing. Helps you grow up and become an adult.
Then you grow up and want to taste all shorts of drinks for your thirst.
There are healthy fruit juices and sparkling sodas, expensive intoxicating wines and party beers. Various tastes and nutritional values, some good for you, some offer you tasting pleasure, or just plain unwanted calories. Some are dangerously addictive and can lead you to disaster. They all contain water, some more than others, but none is pure water.
True love is water.
Plain, but the source of life. The only real thirst quencher. No taste, no nutritional value, no calories. Yet you are made of it. You can't live without it. It flows in your veins and is contained in all your cells. Your thirst is the primitive instinctive expression of
Breathe.Because you can,Breathe.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In and out and in again
Without caring why.
I'm different though, love.
I breathe because
I love you.
Because I miss you
Out and in and out again
I watch your breath,
And I breathe.
In and out and in again.
Humming Bird SexHumming Bird Sex10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel your pulse on mine
Your breath heavy, making me
You caress my love and I
Tip-toe closer to
Taking all of you in me
I take a deep breath and smell
The wings of a humming bird
escape through your
and into my
niping at my heart
your just another
your more than that
your my secret love
but your shouldn't know
when you call
my heart leaps
a lovers song
and when you leave