It was only a jokeWhy the hell did 2D have to ruin everything?It was only a joke7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was only supposed to be a joke...
But the more Murdoc thought about it, the more he realized that the plan was
doomed from the start.
He should've seen it coming...
Stupid little faggot...
This made Murdoc think...
What did he really think about 2D?
Did he like him?
He shook his head.
He did NOT like 2D.
Especially in THAT way.
His thoughts started overtaking his mind, circling around like some sick carnival
2D wasn't that bad looking...
He was really kinda hot.
He DID act and look like a girl...
Almost sounded like one, too.
MURDOC WAS NOT GAY!
He'd show that stupid little freak...
Emotionless Asylum: Part ThreeEmotionless Asylum: Part Three9 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the way I couldn't help but ask questions. 'Are there many?'
He thought for a moment. 'There are probably thousands, but only some of us are here.'
'Why are they here?'
'Same reason you are. Our families abandoned us, if indeed we had families. We all ended up here, well…not all of us.'
'What do you mean?' I wanted to know.
'A few years back, some kids like you and me came to the hospital, but instead of ending up down here with us where we could've helped them somehow, the doctors came to the decision to analyse them more thoroughly, to dissect them. They found nothing. Some days later we saw, from the single window we created, three black vans turn up. They took the four dead children with them. I was quite new then, I must've been about thirteen, I saw them with my own eyes.' He suddenly looked uncomfortable, like the memory had some impossible effect on him.
'So why are we like this?'
He remained silent for a long time. We stopped outside a door.
'I don't know. But we're trying
Blood in the Water part IIBlood in the waterBlood in the Water part II7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Redness swirling past bloodshot eyes
No one there to hear her cries
Light is fading
Soul is splintering with fear
Blood in the water
Fire, pulsing, growing near
+Touch.It's a funny thing, really, how Shayla and I got together.+Touch.6 years ago in Teen More Like This
And if you wanted to get really nitpicky about it, I guess you could say that you'd have to go back to when we first met. But I won't pull a Scout on you and give you a two-page-long history of my city. No. I'll just give you the basics.
It was back in about halfway through the eighth grade, when Liz, the head of the little "group" that consisted of me and my friends, decided to throw a New Year's Eve party. She was so sweet, then. She invited nearly everyone in our group-thing, including Jimmy, who everyone thought to be the slightest bit gay.
There was soda and chips and cheese, as there is at every decent party. As surprising as it is, there were no drugs or booze to be found (unlike most teenagers, we were smart enough to stay away from that shit). There was lots of candy, though, and decorations. Colored paper mache over the lights, streamers and balloons thrown about. The spectacularity of all these things were dimmed, ho
Heart-boatsGive me a song, worth singing from the heights of a clifftop,Heart-boats6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
over to calm the raging seas,
a pinnacle point, to quash the rage of the oceans.
Come to my side, in the pouring rain and howling wind.
Let the squall lash your dark hair across your pale face,
turn your seagreen eyes unto mine night sky blue's.
Here layeth the raging storms of torrential emotion,
which poured forth from a broken, bruiséd and shattered heart.
Here you sung to the storms, though they railed against you,
your steady, confident gentleness soothed the wrath away.
Now together, within my walls we sit and confide in each other,
share long passed secrets and long lost stories.
Between the walls, you and I, we grew to love, in secret,
though quiet, our love grew warmer day to day.
Turning to replace the storms of fear, to storms of passion.
And the vessels of our hearts deftly skim the waves of our love,
no serpents from the deep snap at the keels anymore,
as together we conquered them.
On days of calm we sit a
T i m eif i had the effort to go with the ever increasing time on my hands, i would write a story.T i m e6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i'd write a story about two girls.
both who lived by different sides of the same coin.
both who had their hearts broken. both living for the same thing... or person.
if i had the effort to go with my ever increasing time, i would write a story.
i'd write a story about two girls who knew the pain and pleasures of crying themselves to sleep.
of two girls who would trade their whole lives for one second of pure extacy.
of two girls who really do know the true meaning of the word heartbreak and all the shitty little filling words inbetween.
if i had the effort to go with my ever increasing time, i would write a story.
of two girls who did it all in the name of love.
of two girls who might as well have lived on different planets, but both fallen in love with the same sun and each would have their moment when the other was in the shadow of the moon.
if i had the effort to go with my ever increasing ti
Emotionless Asylum: Part TwoEmotionless Asylum: Part Two9 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For the next five years I lived in that room. It would've seemed like they forgot about me, if it wasn't for one thing. A young boy. He had short black hair and light green eyes. He brought me a tray with food and took it away, as well as the bucket. We never talked; a brief nod and he would leave. He wouldn't even look at me. I guessed him to be near my age. If anything a bit older. I say a young boy because I remember him as that. A small lost little boy.
Then one day, when he brought me my food, cold gruel, he caught my eye. It was only for an instant, but it was all I needed to see. I saw the hollowness, the void. I saw what Dr. Evans saw whenever he used to look at me. I gasped, taken aback. I thought I was the only one, yet here was another. I knew he was surprised too. After we caught each other's eyes we immediately looked away. But we were both so curious. I remember us just standing and staring for so long, in total silence.
His visits became more frequen
Web of liesWeb of lies6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
These are the lies I hepled create,
Spun like a spider
Caught you like a fly,
Trapped deep within every lie.
I swear I ment you no harm,
The cuts prove it
Bleed from inside,
Carved deeper, life itself lied.
I forbade you to follow,
Ashes upon flames
Sent to sleep,
The lies burn you deep.
In the end their my safty net,
In the end my blood spills
In the end life lies,
In the end its you it kills
In the LabyrinthIn the Labyrinth11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A sphere of glass
A thread of gold
A crystal ball
A goblin holds
A shining gown
A mask to hide
The darkness there
That dwells inside
A spell is cast
A dream is sought
A fantasy battle
Which must be fought
A granted wish
That must be broken
Must be spoken
To free a heart
To save a child
And in the end
The battle won
We find that fantasy
Is much more fun
We close the book
Til another day
For us to play
TodayI looked back on you todayToday8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
and I drew similarities from my skin
and matched them to your own
there's not a centimetre of either of us we don't know
we were once so different
but now we're so alike
I never noticed it before
although it was obvious to others
and now in the mirror I don't just see my reflection
I see yours
I missed you today,
as I pretended to feel your hand in mine
as im sure I have done one hundred times before now
and will continue to one hundred times more
these thoughts always strike me
when the room is dark and im all alone
with only that CD you bought me on repeat
I thought of you today
I remembered the last time we spoke
and the last time we kissed
that was a lifetime ago
since then my life is far from what it use to be
as is yours im sure
sometimes I wonder if you'll look different to me now.
Like a familiar stranger that I must have known in another life
...but surely not in this one...
but in the one you left behind
the one were you left me in
I wanted you home
Own SorrowLook across the beachOwn Sorrow8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And see him standing there
Sweet boy crying his own ocean
How long did it take you to cry those tears?
Knee deep in your own sorrow
As I watch you standing there
Your sorrows are lapping at my feet
As the stones dig deeper and deeper into my skin
It hurts and it's getting cold
But I remain to watch you
Knee deep in your own sorrow
The clouds gather and the world begins to turn
Yet there you are
Drifting out further and further
The urge to set you free is overwhelming
But I drown in just a foot of your sorrow
And you still stand
Knee deep in your own sorrow
This Is our haunt
And I must save you from drowning what we have
The tide in your sorrow is so strong
And throughout this I have been so weak
Wading through theses waters I begin to sink
And I am only feet from you
Knee deep in your own sorrow
I scream for you, the one I love
And as I scream your sorrow fills my lungs
And I begin to choke upon your name
Still you stand, with the tears and the wind
If only you co
Punishment +AkuRoku+PunishmentPunishment +AkuRoku+8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Cmon Axel!! Give that back!" Roxas complained.
"Ahahaha!! Try to get it!!"
Axel was holding the television's remote up in the air and Roxas was jumping trying to reach it. He hated so much being small, and the other was always reminding him.
"Please Axel!! Its not funny!!"
"Hey! What if I find this funny!? And youre so cute like this!"
"Cute or not, give me that back!!"
"Humm let me think hum... no!!"
"Youre so mean!!"
Axel captured the younger boy in his arms and pulled him onto the couch. Roxas was struggling in Axel's arms. Axel leaned forward for a kiss but instead of lips he kissed a pillow.
"Youre not going to get a kiss after that!!"
"Cmon Roxas!! A little one!!"
Roxas restrained himself from kissing him; he was so cute when he was pouting.
Axel moved back a little bit making Roxas think that he had given up. But leaned in again and reached the younger nobody's lips. The other stopped struggling, and finally kiss
.:: Late Night-Nightmare ::.Hush little baby..:: Late Night-Nightmare ::.6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Dont you cry.
Daddy's having fun.
Mommy's gonna die.
Daddy has a funny look.
He kisses mommy with one word.
It comes out slurred from the alcohol.
"Hush now, my baby doll.."
He whispers to mommy
And slits her throat so grottely
The wound is colourful, very strong to seem.
I wish I could awake from this horrible dream.
I whimper and start to cry.
Why, why, why did my mum just die?
Now Daddy looks at me
And I turn away
"Now my petal,
Let Daddy have his way."
I freeze at those words.
Those sick fuckin' words.
Blocking out the sun.
"Hush now my darling,
Its only a bit of fun..."
Hello, Alice girlHello Alice girl, won't you take a seat?Hello, Alice girl8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Won't you sit?
Won't you rest?
Won't you talk a while with me?
Hello, Alice girl, won't you have some tea?
Of course I am,
I can hardly help it, you see,
I am Mad and I am a Hatter,
And that's the long and short of me.
Hello, Alice girl,
sit a little closer,
if you will.
We shall talk,
and drink our tea,
and soon enough you shall see,
that you have little to fear from a Hatter,
even one as mad as me.
Hello, Alice girl,
what is it you said to me?
that is my hand,
resting upon your knee.
I can't imagine how it got there,
it wasn't from any choice by me.
But it isn't it rather nice there?
It would seem awfully sweet to me,
if perhaps you took my hand,
and we held them together,
while we drink our tea.
Hello, Alice girl, what would you say to a little kiss?
Just a peck,
just a touch,
just a brush upon your cheek
Oh clumsy, clumsy me!
It seems I missed your cheek completely,
and kissed your lips,
MethThinned eyesMeth8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Immune to lust or love?
Ginger colored lips
Your wired bones found me half gone
And still you called my name.
10 Ways to Annoy Esme Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Esme Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Esme Cullen6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Let it slip what Carlisle really does during his night shifts at the hospital, with all of the pretty nurses.
9. Tell her all about the names of your future children, when you want to have them, what genders you want them to be, etc.
8. Ask her if her hair looks like caramel, does it taste like caramel?
7. Politely ask if Carlisle asks her to dress up as Nurse. Naughty in the bedroom and if he demands she calls him Doctor. Dreamy
6. Tell her that Carlisle is much too old for her, and that he is clearly a cradle-snatcher or paedophile.
5. Take a chunk of her hair, put it in a blender with milk and hand back the final product, claiming its a caramel milkshake.
4. Tell her what the nurses at the hospital really think of Carlisle then smudge lipstick on Carlisles shirt collar and spray him with perfume. Laugh loudly when Esme notices, and videotape the reactio
10 Ways to Annoy Jasper Hale10 Ways to Annoy Jasper Hale10 Ways to Annoy Jasper Hale6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Beg him not to eat you.
9. Inform him that he seems to be the depressed Cullen.
8. Go up to him, look him in the eye and ask if he is hungry.
7. Spell his name with two as (Jaspar) and call him Jaspar Cullen. When he objects, saying his name is Jasper Hale, wave your hand at him and tell him all that blood must have gone to his brain.
6. Tell him only girls feel emotions. Then giggle and run away.
5. Dress up in a cape and fangs and leap out in front of him when he is least expecting it, proclaiming you have come to suck his blood.
4. Send out waves of lust and see how he reacts.
3. When he gets too close made your fingers into the sign of the cross and cry, The power of Christ compels you!.
2. Splatter red paint all over his and Alices room and videotape his reaction.
And the Number One way to annoy Jasper Hale?
10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle ...10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle ...6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Tell him only to address you in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the s. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the q is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have more fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to get lost in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with times have changed, old man.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the desk in his study when he isnt expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screamin
10 Ways to Annoy Alice Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Alice Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Alice Cullen6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Take her credit cards and shopping vouchers, hold them above your head and tell her to jump for it.
9. Tell her if she was just a few centimetres shorter she could legally be a midget.
8. Wear the trashiest possible clothing whenever you can.
7. Tie her up in a straightjacket. When she protests, tell her she needs to go back to the loony bin.
6. When you go into the sun with her, fall into a twitching heap on the ground and moan Im melting.
5. Pelt her with cloves of garlic.
4. When she gets a vision, ask if her spidey senses are tingling.
3. Trip her up and ask if she saw it coming.
2. Ask her what you will be doing in five minutes every ten minutes.
And the Number One way to annoy Alice Cullen?
1. Email her dozens of application forms for the position of speaker on psychic hotlines.
How Could It Get Any Better?Burning EyesHow Could It Get Any Better?9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Floods Of Tears
And Heartache Once Again.
But You Only Hear Me Whipser
' I Love You '
So, Go On, Whisper Me Sweet Nothings
Kiss Me On The Lips & Tell Me Your Mine
Convince Me Again
Tell It Like You Mean It
Hold On To Me For A Little While
Because Don't Forget She'll Be
I Can't Pretend I Don't Love You
Blinking Back The Tears & Swallowing My Cries
See The Heartbroken Angel Behind My Eyes
And The Hope That'll It bRing Back Memories
Reflections Of You And Me.
Sweet Dreams You Whisper
Gently Over The Phone
Creating The Nightmare
Where I Don't Love You Anymore
But You'll Just Use Me And Abuse Me
And Brand It As Effection
Do You Really Need A Reason?
Am I Just Someone To Hold On to
And Kiss Goodnight?
And Put Me Away...
When She Comes Home.
21.09.06My lips aren't as soft anymore21.09.068 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Since you left
And these marks are still on my neck
I can smell you on my breath
Like the cheap whiskey you left behind
No matter how many times I clean it out
It always comes back
Just like your memories
And I'm still finding your hair on my pillow
And your footprints on the carpet
Did you know you've left so much behind?
Not just your voice inside my head
I know you no longer live there but
I still go to call your home…
And I still rush to the phone in hope that you're
On the other end…
You don't call me anymore…
And even though I know you're not there
Still I look for your screen name…
'Thinking of you…as always'
Is still echoing in my head
But will you still be thinking of me
When the months have passed?
And I don't look like the girl you left behind
You're still my sweetheart
You're still the reason I get up
And I still wish you were here
And I still love you…
You...will you take me by the handYou...8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
to the place where the water meets the sand
will you hear me when i call
or will you lie back and watch me fall
act like you never cared at all
i prey to someone somewhere
as im sleeping beneath your watchful stare
that when i am woken
there will be no farewell words spoken
that will leave me lost and broken
today will not be our goodbye
im holding to nothing
and only god knows why
before i sleep i prey for something true
i prey so hard for yesterday
but most of all for you
Suffocating MiasmaA young girl lay atop the cold concrete, mind wrapped in the innumerable layers of itself. Memories of cold and silent evenings washed over her and nearly drowned her with their icy, murderous fingers. There was nothing that could or would be done to save her, for she was lost in her own deception and lies of being okay. A hazy wind soaked her damp body and made her crave warmth, but also swept in knowledge that she would never feel the warmth she once felt ever again. She felt starved of the only thing that made her live, although she was already deeply immersed in it.Suffocating Miasma6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Spindly fingers drew a thin sheet of newspaper closer to the girl's face, a failed attempt at drawing out the cold that froze her haggard frame. A frenzied pair of blue eyes opened up to the languid sight of Los Angeles, its neon lights blurring her already dizzy sight. The girl stood up suddenly and began to slink toward the head shop down the street. She had just enough money stuffed in her faded jeans and realized th
That DayShe brakes the silence only with her loss of breathThat Day8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He nervously strokes her finger tips
Times moved to fast today
Times been cruel today
Someday she knows she'll be able to open that door again
But for now she'll leave the curtains closed
Where the sheets are untouched
Someday he knows he'll be able to look upon her face again
But for now he casts her back to the loneliest part of his mind
Where only childhood memories hide
When the day comes, she'll tell their story with a smile
And Look for his face in the crowd
Only to find empty eyes willing to learn
For him, when that day comes, he'll sing his songs to the broken glass
Through Those empty wires
And his emotion sealed on that one small disk
Just one disk to do that pain justice
He'll sell the story that they loved eachother
And in years to come she will find that disk
She will remember the day that was so cruel
When the silence was broken by her loss of breath
And when he nervously stroked her finger tips
Yes. Time was cruel that