its YOU that I loveNo matter how much you push me awayits YOU that I love8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No matter what you say about me
No matter who you're with
or who I'm with....
Its YOUwho I love
On being punkOn being punk12 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
It's so controversial. You are but you aren't. What is it really about?
There is no uniform. No music you have to listen to, no hairstyle you need to have. You have what you want. You are what you want. You express yourself differently than everyone else, for one reason. You're not afraid.
This so-called subculture is so much the rules designed by adults who don't understand. They think that it's a way of getting attention, a way of masking insecurities. But they're wrong. Sometimes you don't want attention. You just want to be free to be yourself.
But not everyone can be punk. Putting on a tie and spiked bracelets and singing a song about "Sk8tr bois" doesn't make you punk. Everyone seems to want to be a punk today, that's the problem. They're so ready to label themselves as something that they know nothing about, and throw out the label in a few months when the next big thing comes along.
How are you punk? You just are.
Emo GirlEmo GirlEmo Girl9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her nails are black
Her heart is torn
No turning back
To where it's warm
Her skin is scarred
The blood runs red
Her life is hard
She'll soon be dead
This stereo-typical poem
Is a tale of our world
Written to show the masses
The life of an emo girl.
GO For It Chapter 12The first phrase that writhed into the crevices of Gerards brain- his minds first attempt at describing the awkward, sideways, breathless feeling that had pushed and shoved its way, uncomfortable and jagged, against the tight, restricting walls of his insides- came quick and simple, like a sudden breath of fresh air. It consisted of two words and, he had never been much of a poet nor had he ever been particularly gifted when it came to description, he actually sort of liked how it sounded. At that moment- that horrible, beautiful, surreal moment- when Frank pressed his lips against Gerards, the other boys delicious, arousing scent filling his nostrils and the warmth and curiosity and slight apprehension pulsating off his body like a some dulled heartbeat, Gerard immediately felt as if his insides had twisted. As he stared at Frank, his fingers clutching the thin, plastic DVD case to the point of a throbbing discomfort, and just simply realized how emotionallyGO For It Chapter 128 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Go For It Chap 10The leaves on the trees had abandoned their usual places on their branches. As the air cooled and the sun left the sky a little quicker each day, the leaves now congregated in piles on the browning grass, joining wilting flowers and the occasional dead rodent. It had gotten cooler. And while the air was still warm enough that one didnt require a heavy jacket but rather, a light one more accommodated to the rapidly deteriorating autumn (such as the one Gerard usually wore), the temperature was acquiring an annoying habit of declining at inconvenient times. Such as when Gerard left his car for ten minutes to get coffee. And that just wasnt something you wanted to come back to.Go For It Chap 108 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gerard sat down in his car again, put one of his cups of coffee in the cup holder and continued (not that he had stopped) to sip (gulp) cautiously (quickly) on the one in his hand (hand). He could have cared less that his throat was burning, his car was now uncomfortably chilly on the inside, and he mig
.I Will Follow You. :Frerard:Hurt. Everything hurt. It hurt in his body, pain worming into his muscles, stinging his skin. It hurt his brain. He could almost feel the organ crying out in agony, in desperation, pulsing and throbbing like some sort of dying monster. It hurt in his soul. That strange, abstract place between his stomach and his chest felt vacant, empty, as if something that had once been there had been ripped out from inside him..I Will Follow You. :Frerard:8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why. Why, God, WHY did this have to hurt so much? Hurt with the pain of envy and lonliness and anger and that sweet, sad feeling of losing what you love most. And, dear God, it was so painful he couldn't stand, couldn't get off his knees as he let the tears so hot that his eyes stung flowed down his face and hit his jeans. He could hear himself sobbing, the dry, cracking sound of hitching breath that was so broken and childish and it hurt and it Hurt and IT HURT...
"No more..." He gasped out, hugging himself tightly with his arms around his chest as if to hold himself
GO For it Chap. 9Franks eyes were large, his hair dark and wet and in his face, his gloved hand pressed to the glass on his window, and Gerard really couldnt believe this was happening. He had heard that old cliché about how history always repeated itself but he seriously didnt think that history would have an affinity for bad things happening when he was in his car. Currently, one of Gerards hands was on the gear shift, the other on the steering wheel, all of his knuckles white. He couldnt see his face, but he was sure that the look was completely wide-eyed and stupid. It was odd how quickly his emotions could change. Less than five minutes ago he was suffocating on fear and pain, and now his insides felt cool and clean, as if they had been rinsed with fresh water. He felt a sudden pang of attraction occur in the core of his being. Frank looked, through his eyes, beautiful and innocent; his lips were slightly parted as he leaned into the window (he was so close thatGO For it Chap. 98 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
GO For It Chapter 6 AGAIN. Im sorry for being a procrastinator. Here is chapter six. Love it or die like the BABIES YOU ARE Sure, that made no sense, but the storys good, right? Note: This is so late because not only was I out of town for several days, but Ive also been sick. So this chapter is dedicated to everyone who has been sick this season and still had to do shit.GO For It Chapter 68 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Confidence isnt exactly what Gerard had. His lack of self-esteem was dug so deep that it would probably take a thousand dump trucks full of confidence to bring him up to normal speed. The makeover from Finch was probably worth about a shovel full. He was beginning to stumble over his words less when he talked to Frank, gradually looking the other boy in the eye (it started out with swift glances, the stares getting lengthier each time they spoke) instead of starring at the ground. But be that as it may, there was still this wall of fear that rose up inside his brain whenever Finch glanced at him from b
Just GO for It Chap 2 Thank you to everyone who read and reviewed chapter one. Comments are both appreciated AND ENCOURAGED. I also encourage you to favorite this if you like it. Thank you and enjoy.Just GO for It Chap 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just GO for it, Already! Chapter 2
Gerard slammed his palm down onto the horn, the loud, low cry of the car piercing the mornings sleepy silence. He leaned his head out the window, the still air feeling cool against his face.
Hurry the fuck up, Finch! he called, his voice echoing down the street. The front door to the small, square house opened almost immediately after his echo of his voice had faded away. Finch stepped out onto the porch, kicking the toe of her boot onto the concrete in order to situate it onto her foot properly. She adjusted the black backpack around her arm, some sort of packaged cereal bar hanging out of her mouth by its unopened wrapper. Stumbling clumsily onto the driveway, she looked disgruntled as ever, her eyes arrowed, her brow furrowed.
.Dreaming.I've been dreaming about you lately..Dreaming.8 years ago in Other More Like This
I don't know why. I just know that it's been getting more and more frequent.
The dreams are generally fragmented. It's as though I'm simply scissoring out a place and time in the world and setting the both of us in it. It's generally blurred. I can't quite imagine your face. It's...so strange. It's as though I'm...afraid...ashamed, even, to look at you. Why is that? Because you're too beautiful for me? Too Godly? I suppose either way it boils down to you being too good for me. I'm so inferior to your beauty and grace that even in my dreams I can't look at you.
These dreams...they always depict what I want most. In most cases, I didn't even realize that that is what I wanted.
You. Kissing me. In a place where everyone could see. In a place where no one could see. Holding me. Grasping me tight as though you couldn't bear to let me go. Outside, where the sun warmed my back and the two of us swung peacefully on a swing-set. Indoors where
Happy Birthday Gerard WayToday, Wednesday April 9th, 2008, Gerard Arthur Way of the alternative-punk band My Chemical Romance celebrates his 31st birthday.Happy Birthday Gerard Way8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
From all of us to you, happy birthday, Gerard! Keep being that crazy frontman we know and love. We're more than fans, we're your family. We all love you very much!
Alone Together for ChristmasAlone Together for Christmas11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Serena decided to spend this Christmas Eve alone with Darien at his apartment. She heads over to spend the special night with him. She says goodbye to her family who are a bit disappointment that she won't be home for Christmas this year. Serena was 18 years old now so since she is an adult now, she could make her own decisions and they respected that at least. Serena's mother, Ilene, offered Darien to celebrate Christmas with them but Serena profusely refused. She already believed that with her hectic schedule of the college she was now attending as well as Darien's hectic schedule on trying to achieve the status of a doctor that they weren't spending enough quality time together anymore. Her family and friends already attended a Christmas party a few days earlier so she thought that that was enough. Sure, she did feel a bit guilty for not spending Christmas with her family this year but she did spend that last 17 years with them on Christmas. She hoped that this one year w
Brotherly LoveA certain silver haired male found himself suddenly waking up from deep sleep. Slitted glowing mako eyes fluttered open ever so slightly, lips drawing back to bare pearly teeth in a hiss at the sudden glare from the alarm clock. He shut his eyes tightly, knocking the offending appliance off his night stand with a swift smack of his hand. A small annoyed sound escaped his full pale lips, hugging the long pillow under his head closer, trying to cover up his head so sleep could claim him once again.Brotherly Love7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Go back to sleep, he moodily growled to himself in his mind. Fingers, which were gloveless at the moment, curled around the soft sheets of the fluffed pillow. A few minutes went by, and he sighed, the breath rushing past his tantalizing lips. Fingers relaxed while eyes opened again, lifting his elegant head up off the abused pillow. He sat up, rubbing his temple with his long delicate fingers, not minding how messy his bed head was at the moment. A yawn escaped his throat, lips drawing
Jenova's Children ApplicationJenova's Children Application Test:Jenova's Children Application6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Brought to you by the remnants (Kadaj, Yazoo, and Loz) and Sephiroth
Jenova's Children - A group of remnants and clones who anticipate the coming of the Reunion which Mother will bring upon us.
Job Rules: You must obey Mother's will. To see her will done is your goal in life. You must destroy all those who oppose you or Mother.
1. Who is Jenova's favorite child?
Reno was here!!!
2. Who are the remnants that represent Sephiroth in the following order - Strength, Beauty, and Insanity?
Yazoo, Loz, Kadaj
Kadaj, Yazoo, Loz
Loz, Yazoo, Kadaj
Yazoo, Kadaj, Loz
3. What is Geostigma?
It's a new fizzy soda ShinRa developed
It's the disease the Jenova sent out in order to strangle the planet's Lifestream
Reno's pet (dead) ferret
4. Out of Jenova's Children, which order from youngest to oldest is correct?
Sephiroth, Loz, Yazoo, Kadaj
Yazoo, Kadaj, Sephiroth, Loz
Kadaj, Yazoo, Loz, Sephiroth
Hidden.My darling,Hidden.8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I miss the way shadows caressed your face
And spiders wove secrets into your eyelashes,
The way your lips always spelled out sanctuary,
And your eyes like keyholes into forgotten love.
I told you I would never give you my heart,
But the beating has faded,
And my rib cage is hollow,
Empty of all but whispering piano keys.
The first time my heart spilled out,
I gave my left ventricle to my mother
to try and ease her pain
After my father stole away my aorta
so that he could always get to me.
My right atrium went to a soul sister
Who was lost along the way,
And a few pulmonary arteries
to the boy down the street with silver eyes.
My left atrium was dropped in an unfamiliar place
to a boy who didn't know the color of my eyes
and still blows kisses of arson every August.
My right ventricle is all that I have left,
with a few pulmonary veins
that never seem to give me the life I need,
The breath to breathe
But with every delicate word,
Stitches come undone
And I am left
Loveless PoemMy name is BreathlessLoveless Poem8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Because you steal it from me
My name is Memoryless
Because the past hurts too much
My name is Bondless
Because theyre all cut away
My name is Friendless
Because Im alone with or without you
My name is Sleepless
Because I lie awake and think of you
My name is Painless
Because all there is is the void
My name is Tearless
Because Ive cried so much I have none left
My name is Trustless
Because of the lies you told me
My name is Skinless
Because whats inside me shows through
My name is Nameless
Because I dont know why Im not who I am
My name is Warless
Because youve already won me over
My name is Endless
Because nothing is resolved
My name is Loveless
Because I dont know how I feel about you
Time of Yearning - One Shot"U-zu-ma-ki Na-ru-to!" Naruto said aloud as he signed the last of a large stack of papers with a flourish, dropping his pen on the desk with a relieved sigh when he was done. Being the Hokage was a lot more paperwork and a lot less action than he'd originally thought it would be. But he wouldn't give it up for the world.Time of Yearning - One Shot5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Naruto jumped, startled by the unexpected sound of Sasuke's voice. He turned with a frown at the nickname, only to see a small wrapped parcel hurtling towards him. This was where Naruto was supposed to show off his amazing ninja reflexes that had earned him the title of Hokage, by snatching the parcel out of the air with one hand and little to no effort. Instead, he fumbled, swiping for and missing the parcel, only to have it smack him right in the face.
"If that had been a kunai, you'd be dead." Sasuke told him, shutting the window behind him from where he'd snuck in.
"If it had been a kunai, I would have caught it." Naruto grumbled back, rubbing his nose whe
InuYasha's Daughter- Chapter 9Kaede softly pulled back the hanging door, looking out aimlessly to the falling snow swaying in the calm winds to the floor of the forest. A gentle winter breeze blew past her, stinging her face with it's frozen whisper. She gradually placed it back as normal, and glared over to Yukio and Shippou sitting in silence while peering into the blurred fire. She had watched discreetly as Shippou's eyelids began to fall, with slumber taking him into it's embrace.InuYasha's Daughter- Chapter 910 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She brought her knees to her chest and hugged them for comfort other than warmth. She could feel a faint melody humming in her mind that she couldn't seem to rid herself of. It was so simple and beautiful it calmed her very soul. She was beginning to become frustrated when she couldn't remember where it was from, but the song soothed her so much, it really didn't matter. As if someone had stabbed her with a knife when she wasn't looking, she remembered her mother used to sing it to her as a child. She lowered her head and stared at th
i was once upon a timeI want to be the girl you use to forget about the one you miss.i was once upon a time5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I want to wrap my arms around you, sit across your waist, and ask you what you want.
You will reply with, "I want you to be her."
You will kiss me, and I'll sigh into your collarbones as your hands slide down, familiar.
I want to be the girl who will lie next to you afterwards, as you tell me things you remember.
I want to watch as traffic lights travel across the walls, like ghosts vanishing into the dark.
You will say: "I wish I had met you before. Before everything. I could have loved you."
You will look at me, and when you do I will know you're lying.
I want to be the girl whose fingers lightly touch your cheek, willing the bad thoughts away.
I want to take the hurt, melt it into my fingertips and fold it into myself.
You will brush the hair out of your eyes; grab your clothes off the floor drowsily.
You will stop before you leave, with one last glance over your shoulder.
I want to be the girl that memorizes the slouch
'Dyme and the Dozen' Ch.3'Dyme and the Dozen' Ch.38 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Brilliant beams of artificial sunlight filtered warm rays through the tall crystalline patchwork of glass the window of a somewhat small room filled with foliage and flowers. It was the only room in the castle, no, the only room in this world of darkness that seemed to glow with the brilliance of a normal spring day. The much needed warm sunlight gently reached out to all the plants while also illuminating the hunched over figure of a man kneeling before a small yellow rose bush.
His light cherry colored hair that usually fell free in layers was now pulled back into a loose tie at the base of his neck, freeing him from being hindered by flyaway strands while he worked intently on his small garden. A usual routine that never changed as long as he had been alive; wake up to what should normally be early dawn, shower, then greet his loved ones.
Yet something this day had stopped him from his habitual tending and watering the small lives that d
I've watched you too, Hinata.I've watched you too, Hinata.9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Title: I've watched you too, Hinata.
Written by: Nordic Angel
Pairing: Naruto/Hinata. Slightly one-sided Kiba/Hinata.
Inspiration: Trying to get rid of my writers-block and cousin who loves this pairing.
Written for: Myself and other people who like this coupling. ^_^
Dedicated to: My cousin, Jon.
Warning: The possibility of slight Out Of Character-behaviour.
Summary: Hinata fights Neji in the preliminaries and ends up loosing, despite her doing her best. Naruto swears revenge over Neji for what he did to her, but decides that he has to do something else too...
Disclaimers: All characters and such are the property of its creator, Masashi Kishimoto-san and STUDIO PIEROTT. All I own is the plotline. This was written for mine and your entertainment only; I do not make any money on this. If you see this story posted anywhere else under a different name, please send me a message about it.
catch a falling star.you would trace letters on my back, like broken messagescatch a falling star.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you forgot to say out loud. i would whisper my replies, but i
always felt too noisy compared to your silent stream of gentle
words. your silences held secrets and sewed them to your worn-
out lips. danger and understanding stayed glued to my eyelids.
in one night we created our own means of communicating.
i wonder how many others know that language now.
you could make fireworks sparkle and dance in the brightest of
colours. it just took a few moments before the sound to reach
our ears. it all happened so fast, it was like someone turned a
light switch on and off. even the stars looked dead as they began
to fall and tumble from their places in the midnight summer sky.
"catch a falling star and put it in your pocket.