I want to be a Guinea PigI want to be a Guinea Pig8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I want to be a guinea pig,
And snuffle each moment away,
I want to be small, cute and cuddly,
And have a hutch in which to stay.
I want to eat lettuce and guinea food,
And have people stroke my fur,
I want to be the cutest creature,
A hairy little blur.
I want to have a nice guinea home,
To live my guinea way,
I want to turn into a Guinea pig,
To be sweet and sleep in hay.
I want to have a big garden,
So I can explore and snuffle and dig,
I really really want to be,
A snuggly guinea pig!
Reasons for the WeekendReasons for the Weekend9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because human nature zig-zagged in reverse
from wand-waving mornings to night,
plucking on harp-strings with bitten-down nails
and mud-trudging through kitchen floors,
Because we ignored the blue neon signs
that smiled Enter through the gates,
and monkeyed up the glass walls instead,
with the grace of a bullet-filled car,
Love grew a shadow, and splashed Friday with ink
when he dived from a springboard of leather and wood--
but the spectators gave him nil out of ten,
though Perfection had wrapped him in white.
Because human nature keeps sliding down driveways
without elbow guards or mothering smiles,
because we attempt to feel more than our skins can,
stuffing ourselves with reflections of stars--
Sunday grew taller, for Love re-emerged
and de-plugged the pool as he skipped up the side.
His tattered grey scarf soaked the last of the flood,
and he left it behind as he walked past the sky.
LiesLies10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This expression on my face,
The one that all can see.
It shows so little of what I feel,
Of whats inside of me.
Everyday I wake up,
I tell myself a lie.
The words I say are full of foolish crap,
'Today's going to be better,'
'Life's will be as it used to be,'
'Everything will be alright.'
All of them filthy lies.
Today's going to get worse,
Life will change,
Nothing will be alright.
That is in truth, reality.
Blood will flow as red.
Tears will be as salty.
The world will be as harsh.
Would you even care if I stopped talking to you?
Would you notice at all?
Apparently nothing I have to say is important anymore.
I will fade into dark,
And make all the threats I could apparently never do real.
These wings I've grown,
We both tear them out.
I, because it is what I've always done,
You, because you have no right to.
What use are wings if you can never fly?
My blood runs as red as any other,
I've bled many a times,
Though I'm never thought of as a person any more,
Just something that's
Public Airplane ::Frerard::Frankie held his hands overtop his head for about two seconds before driving them into his lap with such force his hands slapped against his skin. Im bored, he moaned, light eyes rolling upward and looking pleadingly at the ceiling. Raising his tattooed hands once again, he angrily swiped at his eyes, rubbing away any essence of delusion. Dammit, now I remember why I hated planes so damn much.Public Airplane ::Frerard::8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Gerard, who sat beside him, smirked broadly and stretched as well. Headphones curled around his neck delicately, an iPod clutched in one pale hand. On his lap lay a novel, one Frank had never heard of. His eyes flickered to the title before dashing away, returning to the despairingly boring plane. Gerard rolled his eyes at his flying companion and nudged him in the side. Ya know, he said smugly, it was you who opted we go on this fucking plane, not me. You said you were sick of driving and Toro and Bryar agreed! Adding, quite com
you make me laugh FRERARD'hey GER-'you make me laugh FRERARD7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I was cut off. I tripped over my straightner that i forgot to put away from last night.
I was on the floor rubbing my now newly sore knee.
'Are you hapy gerard? its YOUR damn sexy asses fault I am laying on the ground!'
'HAHAHAHA! wait...hold up...what did you just say?'
'well I said that its your damn sexy asses fault that im hurt'
'WHAT THE FUCK!? how is it my asses fault!?'
'Because i was staring at it.'
'well Frank, you cant just go and blame every body part on me for making you fall'
'well then can i blame ALL of you for making me fall...IN LOOOOOVEE WITH YOU!?'
'well...i guess so'
I stood up. Made my way to Gerard. Sat on him, put my arms around his neck and leaned in for a kiss. He accepted and we we sitting in the tour bus making out when all of a sudden.
'ouch! howy fwuck gewaawwdd!!!??'
My lip ring was attatched to his tooth, and it hurt because i was trying to pull away.
'HAHA FWANKKKK DIS IS FWUNNN..WE AWRE ATTACHED TOGEWER!'
'FUN FO YOU PAIN FOW FWANK!'
I took m
Way Down chapter 11I pulled my breath in sharply. This wasn't how I planned things on going. First Bob, now Ray. But... Ray was catching on... that didn't mean he knew.Way Down chapter 117 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I lied?" I said as casually as I possibly could.
"Maybe I'm just being stupid..." Ray said shaking his head.
"Probably." I added.
"You did, didn't you?" Ray raised an eyebrow at me.
"Seriously Ray, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Just tell me the truth Mikey... is that really you in there?"
"Why wouldn't it be?" He was pushing it.
"Is it Mikey Way in there? Or Mikey the Amnesiac?"
"Mikey the Amnesiac," I said sarcastically. "Can we just drop this? I'm fine." I started to walk away but he grabbed my arm.
"Why did you lie?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You twitch a little when you lie. Maybe not that much, but I noticed."
"I d... Ray!"
"Mikey! How could you do this?"
"I... I..." It was no use. "I couldn't stand to see you all worried about me. So I fibbed a little."
"Fibbed? Telling us you suddenly remember twenty-seven years o
Gerard can be so gay sometimesGerard can be so gay sometimes8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
All of us clambered offstage, after being called back on a number of times for encores. Security bustled us down the corridor towards our dressing room and we all fell in, all five of us dripping with sweat and out of breath. I smiled secretly to myself. Gee had kissed me onstage again. More than once
I sighed inwardly. It meant nothing to him. He was straight. He was married. He was just playing the crowd. They wanted a Frerard kiss, and in Gerards mind, what the crowd wants, the crowd gets. I risked a glance, sneaking a look at him. His hair was matted with sweat and hanging into his eyes, his makeup running ever so slightly, his chest still rising and falling noticeably as he caught his breath. Gee always got excited about shows he was a born performer.
That was one hell of a show, Mikey said, falling onto the couch and letting his head rest on the back so he was staring at the ceiling.
Yeah, Gerard agreed, flopping do
Vivaldi pt. 3 - YAOI WARNINGVivaldi pt. 3 - YAOI WARNING7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Part Three: Bond
The older boy sucked in a drag of his cigarette and punched at the buttons on the remote, What? Saint drew his knees up to his chest, his eyes fixed on the far wall of the small basement as the changing channels of the television threw colored lights into the dark. Saint had skipped his detention and half of his last hour just so he could come visit Christopher early to make up for the time lost yesterday. Even though hed apologized and explained that it wasnt his fault Christopher still seemed a bit angry with him.
Hey, Christopher poked the tip of his cigarette through the hole in Saints jeans, singing the skin and making the younger boy jump, You were asking me something, right? Dont just sit there like a moron, finish the question! Saint rubbed at the burnt skin, fighting back the sting of tears, I was just wondering Christopher, do you love me?
The older boy
Vivaldi pt. 11 - YAOI WARNINGVivaldi pt. 11 - YAOI WARNING7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Part Eleven: Midnight
The manor seemed empty, as usual. Long shadows cast over the walls from the setting sun, streaking the furniture and carpets with slashes of red and gold. Saint hugged his arms across his chest tightly, a chill running up his back when the sunlight was immediately wiped away as Vivaldi shut the double-oak door behind them. The old vampire shrugged off his long coat and draped it over the swirling back of an armchair, his expression controlled and careful.
Saint, Vivaldi said slowly, his hand reaching up to stroke the buttons of his loose silk shirt, I would ask that when you spend time within the walls of this house you take caution. His eyes flashed in the dark as he turned to look at the young boy standing in the foyer, Not even I can protect you from my own coven all the time. They are a free people and do as they wish.
Vivaldi paused for a moment, letting the words sink in before resting his hand on Saints shoulde
Valentines reunite .Frerard.Gerards POVValentines reunite .Frerard.7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Today, would be Valentines day.
Normally I would be spending this day moping around with my band mates and their girlfriends.
This year its different.
I have a wife, so today we will be exchanging Valentine gifts.
The strange thing is.
Its not her who I keep thinking of...Frank.
During the summer of 2007, on our tour of Projekt Rev.
Frank and I were, abnormally 'close'
Everyday something new would happen.
We kissed too much for people not to believe something was up.
Or we would do some sort of sexual, kinky move.
I know deep down I love Frank more than I should.
But when Frankie is around me, he wears his heart on his sleeve.
Lately, ever since I, well you can say "dumped" him in august near the end of Projekt Rev. and married Lyn-z, hes been depressed.
He chopped his long beautiful locks.
Doesnt shave anymore.
He wears alot of baggy clothing.
Then again, when he isn't, everyone could tell he's depressed, heartbroken, hurt..
Hes gained weight.
It saddens me to a great exte
WerewolvesWEREWOLVES (LYCANS/LYCANTHROPES)Werewolves8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
(my thoughts on this species)
· would be a creature, half man, half wolf; a creature that looks like a wolf and walks upright
· would have a good physique
· would be taller and stronger than a human
· would have a nearly human brain but with an undeniable animal instinct
· the lycan would be allergic to silver
· in human form, the lycanthrope is able to eat regular human food, but in wolf form, the lycanthrope can drink bagged blood, but usually the animal instinct takes over and they feed on live prey, humans a treat
· would be able to move extremely fast and would have very keen senses
· wpuld not be immortal, but can live for hundreds of years
· more humans are turned by lycans than lycans having offspring
· would be furry but the muscles well defined
· to turn a human, a lycanthrope bites the human and must be careful, they must not rip or tear and must not take much blood
· the turning:
1. the human is bitten, and i
Frozen pt. 7 - YAOIPart Seven - SnowboundFrozen pt. 7 - YAOI7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sky was black, reflecting gray against the dead white of the frost that covered the ground. The snow that had occupied most of the winter, light and gentle, had suddenly turned, growing hard and cold with torrents of shrill wind. Wicked snowdrifts lined the plowed roadways, and residents woke to find their windows iced shut. Nothing could be heard over the shriek of the storm.
Kale stood frozen at the doorway, his arms wrapped firmly around himself and his coat. Despite the storm, the school board had decided not to cancel classes that day. Stupid, Kale muttered, pulling his hood up at the yellow top of the bus rolled into view. The door was practically thrown open by the wind, catching Kale off guard and making him stagger. A good foot of snow covered the patio, making his trek to the bus a lot longer and more difficult than ever before.
From just one glance he could tell that most of the students were miserable. Younger kids were slouched togeth
BurstBurst11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
im living in a world of assembled metal monsters
and stacked windows
a world where the most inspiring quote is:
"it will be better tomorrow"
everyone is looking
and just the answer
to a prayer
but the angels are sick of wearing wings
and god keeps telling everyone
he doesn't exist
I thought the world was all about
I guess I got mixed up
because butterflies are all praying
for a better life.
and every lover
is telling the other
not to feel so much
and that everything
they'll ever have
will be a lie.
"I loved you as long as I could,
but when the sun dies
and the moon is cold
things just don't seem worth it
And all the clouds do, is burst and cry.
streets are scattered and falling
with broken hearts and
from people who
throw things away
lepers walk with broken toes
and peeling skin
shaking like a nightmare
gathering remnants of long lost loves
and all the people who they thoug
The WerewolvesThe Werewolves9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You hear the werewolves howl,
It pierces the night,
You glance out the window,
But your mother hurries you away,
Then there's another howl,
You love the sound,
You hear the scamper of paws,
The shriek of worried mothers,
A battle is fighting outside,
You bare your teeth,
You cackle wickedly,
Going off into a fit of giggles,
Your mother runs away,
Trying to make you go too,
But your stubborn,
You open the door and peer out carefully,
The werewolves won,
The vampires' ashes being blown away by the wicked wind,
The werewolves turn as they change back to human,
They smile at you,
Your sister comes and shoos you back inside.
soft teeth.soft teeth.10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
your smell lingers.
is swept up,
in a pile.
littered with moth
and once posted them
above our heads
where we laid next
where your pillow still
and your outline
we used to contemplate this.
the hard steps,
of forgetting the way
we used to need
forgetting the taste
and the smell
that used to curl
making it harder
to let go.
to move across the mattress,
and wake up on the right side
now i dont know what
im supposed to do.
the taste of your lips
Sasuke and Naruto Randomness One day Naruto and Sasuke went on a mission. After a long, hard day, they crawled into their sleeping bags. And then suddenly, out of the blue, Naruto asked Sasuke:Sasuke and Naruto Randomness8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Sasuke, look up, and tell me what you see."
Sasuke, slightly confused, did as his blonde buddy asked. "I see the stars."
"And what does that tell you?"
"Well," the brilliant Sasuke started, "astronomically it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets."
"Uh...well," Sasuke thought deep in his mind for the right words. "theologically it tells me that God is great and that we are small and insignificant. Meterologically, it tells me that we will have great weather tomorrow. Why, what does it tell you?"
Expecting something equally profound, Sasuke Uchiha got this answer:
"Somebody stole our tent!"
PentagramThe pentagram is all.Pentagram11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life and death.
Its is the source of all human emotion.
The pentagram is split into 5 points.
The Assistant Pt. 12Rehearsal time rolled around. After a few hours of singing I Started to explore the center we were playing at. I found a box of props back stage. I brought the box back to show my discovery. I dug out 6 masks.The Assistant Pt. 128 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Look what I found. I showed off the discarded masks. I have an idea for these. I shared my plan with Gerard. At first he didnt like it, until I gave him a sad little puppy face.
Show time rolled around. I was suited up, and had my hair and make up done. My face felt hot under my black and red mask.
Nervous? Gerard asked, with his own mask on.
A little. Gerard gave my hand a friendly little squeeze.
Just remember, Ill go up first, then when the left comes back down you jump on. He stood on the lift under the stage floor, until it finally went up. Ladies and gentlemen, fucks alike. We are My Chemical Romance. I
Morning LightMorning light touched your fingers,Morning Light11 years ago in General More Like This
Those fingers that rested on my shoulder
While you drifted among sleep-filled seas
And beautiful, enchanting dream.
I watched as the light drifted through the window. Just like a photograph, it was, but for your peaceful breath. It was that time of the morning where even consciousness is mixed with dreams, where the most innocent of thoughts spawns wild and fantastic iterations of ideas. There is something comforting about watching someone sleep. Feeling their fingers clench ever so slightly to some unknown, somniferous stimulus.
Some people don't like to sleep close to someone else. I'm not one of them. Those tangles of sleep, legs wrapped around one another, arms sliding under t-shirts and pyjama tops and out through shared sleeves make my spine tingle. Even skin seems too much of a barrier between you and I. I want to share my arms, fingers, my breath with you.
I watched the morning progress. The first people out on the streets soon appeared, walk
Believe it or NotThe chocolate won't taste as sweetBelieve it or Not8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The flowers won't smell as fragrant
The sun won't look as pretty
As it dies over the horizon.
The hugs won't feel as real
The smiles won't be as grand
The music won't sound the same
Without you there to sing along.
And we'll remember forever the hugs that you gave
And the smiles that you offered
And the music that was your passion.
And I'll always remember the smell of the flowers
As they were laid carefully on your grave.
But you still offer us your hugs
And you still give away your smiles
And you still play your music
For any one willing to listen.
That is because you've never stopped.
And I still feel your hugs
And I still see your smile
And I still hear your music
In every life that you touched.
And, Haley, believe it or not,
Those lives were a lot.
XV DiabelDiabeł jest mężczyzną. Szykownym facetem w drogim garniturze z walizką z pieniędzmi. Przystojnym dupkiem zdolnym spełnić każde Twoje marzenie jednym ruchem wypielęgnowanej dłoni. A w zamian żąda tylko jednego drobnego podpisu o, tu, na dole tego cyrografuXV Diabel8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Diabeł jest najpiękniejszą kobietą jaką widziały ludzkie oczy uśmiechającą się figlarnie i kiwającą na ciebie dłonią. Każdy kto na nią spojrzy wie, że coś jest z nią nie tak. Ale nawet gdyby miała skrzydła i ogon i tak każdy facet poszedłby za nią do piekła. Wielu z nich już to zrobiło.
Diabeł jest bestią, potworem o zębach rekina i pazurach przecinających diament. Czai się za każdym zakrętem, w każdym zakamarku ciemnej uliczki i ludzkiego umysłu. Dla wielu całe życie jes
WerewolvesWerewolves7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Drip drip drip The blood fell in a monotonous rhythm. My back was cut from the whip and my front was covered in tiny cuts from the rough wall. My wrists had matching bruises and my arms were screaming in pain from nearly being pulled out of their sockets. My feet dangled uselessly just above the ground.
Calloused hands gently unlocked the shackles and caught me before I fell, cradling me carefully against a smooth, sweat covered chest.
"Shh baby." His gentle words soothed me. "You're down now. You're okay."
I curled into a ball in his arms, and he massaged small circles into my back. I was only vaguely aware that we were moving down the depressing hallway. All my attention was co
Fear, Fire, FoesFear, Fire, Foes9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I felt my eyes open as my mouth snapped shut.
But I could only see the unwritten
Words from last night, pre-sleep. Post Guinness.
They have left my mouth for the last time,
Been spilled into my madness too often.
For they are mine, and so I must take them.
The overlooking sense of being watched
Continues into the whites of my eyes,
I fear no feeling.
Awake! Fear, fire,
Foes come unto me, undo my desperation.
I drink a fresh meaning from the bloodied
Carpenter's cup. As I toss and turn away
Into nothing, and feel the first of winter.
For the cracks in the wall reminded me
Of you, as you split your life in two, for me.
And remembered me when pain was doubled.
The mangled blinds pathetically
Gave way to the noon sun, I was blinded
And my world disappeared, or the picture
Of you, that I had formed myself. I fear
No fire or foe, I fear my feel
The Alphabet By George W. BushThe Alphabet By George W. BushThe Alphabet By George W. Bush11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A is for Afghanistan…A place I like to drop bombs. Also for Ashcroft, one of my homies.
B is for Bush…Hey, that's me!
C is for Cheney…My main home boy!
D is for Democrat…People I don't like
E is for Energy…One of my favorite special interests
F is for Fired…Something I may be come November
G is for God…A Person I enjoy playing.
H s for Hell…What I turned Iraq even more into
I is for Idiot…What a lot of people think I am.
J is for Joke…Another thing people think I am.
K is for Kerry…A person I don't like and who may take my job.
L is for Loser…What some people think I am.
M is for Me…It is all about me!
N is for nuclear…A word I can not pronounce correctly.
O is for Oil…Black gold baby!
P is for pretzel…Something I choked on other than being president. Also for Powell, the only person on my administration who knows what they are doing.
Q is for Qualifications…something I have none of.
R is for Rumsfeld, another one of my home boys.
S is for Saddam…That bas