Well, Honey...You think depression is a choice?Well, Honey... in Free Verse More Like This
Do you think I choose
To feel worthless?
To feel empty,
To feel sick to my stomach because I think too much?
To feel broken,
To feel hopeless,
Angry at myself..
To feel suicidal, sometimes without knowing a reason?
To feel the need to lay in bed all day,
Without moving a muscle,
Because getting up would just make me want to fall back down?
Depression is never a choice.
You don't choose depression.
Depression chooses you.
We don't need ignorant people to choose us, too.
Stronger than SuicideYou are so much stronger than suicide.Stronger than Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
You are so much more powerful than the cuts on your arm,
And so much better than your eating disorder.
So much more than your scars.
Please look me in the eyes,
And show me your wounds,
Whether they be on your forearm,
Or your heart.
Have you been skipping meals?
Have you been cutting?
Well, here’s something for you to try.
Think one thing,
Just one thing,
Just remember to prove to the world,
Are stronger than
Rainbow DustRainbow Dust in Free Verse More Like This
Stars made of nightmares and skies made of fears
Hearts made of glass and a home built of tears
Cries made of silence and words made of knives
Dreams of the struggle to simply survive
Souls made of paper and minds made of flames
She is a piece of their loveliest game
No longer can she feel more than disgust
Even a rainbow does turn into dust…
I AmI am the shadow, and I am the lightI Am in Free Verse More Like This
I am the sunlight, and I am the night
I am the battle, and I am the fighter
I am the water, and I am the fire
I am a raindrop just ready to fall
I am the world, and yet…
No one at all.
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereNo Longer a Little Girl in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hear
You were all I had when nothing else seemed to be near
Everything so out of reach, too far for me to see
I decided I would choose the needle next to me
Slicing through my very skin to feel something once more
Weeping through the satisfaction I could not ignore
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?
Mother 3 Unused Ending [Lucas' Nightmare] (BAD E)Mother 3 Unused Ending [Lucas' Nightmare] (BAD E) in General Fiction More Like This
NOTE TO ALL READERS PLEASE READ THE OTHER (GOOD) SIDE OF THIS STORY BEFORE THIS ONE JUST CLICK THE LINK IN THE DESC. What are my thoughts on writing this story... It was hard mentally,and I don't have a lot to work with killing off Main characters you love in a game you love is morally draining. I tried to make it seem "Mother like" and not to 'break character'... try to enjoy it hurt writing this...
This side of the story takes place right during the Battle with the Second Battle in Lucas' mind. Ohh and no Boney I really didn't want to write that in this story ;-;
..."Are you still trying? HA It's pointless! Just die" *The spirit slams into Lucas causing the child to be forced 10 feet and slide violently onto his back.*
*Lucas staggered to catch his breath. He then slowly began to lift his body off the ground ,but all he could think
Mother 3 Unused Ending [Lucas' Nightmare] (GOOD E)Mother 3 Unused Ending [Lucas' Nightmare] (GOOD E) in General Fiction More Like This
Mother 3 is one of the most saddest games in video game history, The ending, the whole game filled with sadness and the want for vengeance against Porky..but, the ending
we got wasn't always as it is.. Many rumors spread about what "coulda" been the ending from Itoi's words "It was a lot darker more vague. To betray the player" (If I
quoted it wrong I apologize) but just how darker now there are two endings that were scrapped the one similar to the one we got and one entirely different the story was
supposed to have some form of Giygas but not Giygas in a pure entity more in the form of a possessed mind no less..Creepy stuff mainly has claimed and have analyzed
the unused mysterious sprites (Angel,Robot,and a hand full of other sprites and backgrounds..)Well just how much darker was this ending.. Well I'm here to give a story
that I put together. (PS THIS IS ALL OF OPINIONATED VIEWS AND SHOULDN'T BE TAKEN TO SERIOUS!)
:The story takes place in the final part of the game:
As Lucas (and
Nipping At Your Nose (Jack Frost X Reader, Part 2)Nipping At Your Nose (Jack Frost X Reader, Part 2) in Romance More Like This
"Alright, Jamie. I'll pay attention. I don't see how you're going to be able to make me believe, though," you say, becoming a bit melancholy. The cold gets you like this sometimes. Brings you down. Usually not though, so you're hopeful that after Jamie's done, you'll get back to doing fun things.
"First things first. Do you know what Jack Frost does?" He asks.
"Well, he supposedly brings the frost, of course, and snow. Can't he make wind, too? I think I read that in a children's book or something once, a long time ago. Basically, he changes the season to winter." Jamie nods, content with your answer. Just then, a cold wind starts up, blowing your [h/l] [h/c] locks into your face. Pushing them back, you shiver, and pull your [f/c] scarf up higher on your face.
"You know what else Jack does?" Jamie asks as the wind continues. You shake your head no.
"He's doing it now. Nipping at your nose."
You give him a small smile, saying, "Well, maybe that's so, but how would I b
Nipping At Your Nose (Jack Frost X Reader, Part 3)Nipping At Your Nose (Jack Frost X Reader, Part 3) in Romance More Like This
"So… so you're Jack Frost? I'm… not dreaming, am I?" You ask, a bit dazed. Understandable, after a teenage boy just popped out of thin air and ran you over.
The silver-haired boy grins, saying, "I am in fact Jack Frost, and this is no dream. I can hardly believe myself that you can see me though! I mean, I knew that Jamie's plan would work, of course, but… I'm finally meeting you! Jamie's told me all about you."
"Oh really?" Your eyes slide over to your friend, who shrugs at you.
"You are my best friend after all, [y/n]," he simply says.
"Well, you're mine too, Jamie," you smile.
Jack cuts in with, "Now that I'm here, let's do something really fun, guys!"
"Wait, wait, wait! If you're talking about what I think you are, than that's probably not the best idea…" Jamie begins.
"Aw, come one, what's the worst that could happen?" Jack interrupts. And then, he's taking your hand. And dragging you i
Wings Of LightWings Of Light in Free Verse More Like This
Wings Of Light
Upon me is the last dawn
Faded away has the last dusk
I leave behind all of the rights and wrongs
I don't deserve an afterlife that is also rough
Mesmerized in deep suspense
As I await the final arrival
My tears become so intense
These last moments of hope are vital
Allow me to break away
Accept the toll of my undying faith
I was careless as I fell
Mocking life itself
Every secret I held
Defined a broken side of myself
An inner slaughter I could not defend
A one-sided war that I could not fight against
My downfall is what I didn't want to prevent
I always lusted after the idea of my final descent
Because I knew that in the end I would ascend
All I can really do is live this divided life as best as I can
I realized that the only thing in perfection is being broken
And the only way to get rid of that is to wipe out my existence
Shine down and shine true
I will no longer be powerless
You don't know how long I've been waiting for you
S. NoteS. Note in Free Verse More Like This
Dear mother, dear father
Dear brother, dear sister
Don't worry, you still have each other
And without me you're all so much stronger
Leave me behind and let me go, I promise the days will get brighter
Dear teachers, dear counselors
Dear therapists, dear doctors
You have my gratitude for what you all did
But I hit rock bottom too many times, and this last one was it
The end of the road again, as if no one could have kept me from a coffin
I was not fit to live life
I failed at everything, every time
I sincerely did my very best, I really tried
I just could no longer stand feeling so powerless inside
I lay wide awake every night
I prayed and prayed and asked "why?"
I was always silently drowning in the tears I cried
I am done with suffering, so this is where I draw the line
This is the end
One with a resentful beginning
It all came crashing down to nothing
It's what's only right, so I know what I'm doing
Dear friends, dear betrayers
Dear relatives, dear des
Neko-EnglandxReaderNeko EnglandxReaderNeko-EnglandxReader in General Fiction More Like This
You stared at the cats around you.
A big cat with an oddly large nose sat down near your feet. His purple eyes stared up at you.
You slowly edged away from the big cat. Elizabeta smiled, "That's Ivan. He's a bit strange." You nodded, feeling the urge to avoid eye contact with the fluffy cat.
"Um are there any cats that have trouble getting adopted?" You looked around at all the cats.
Elizabeta shrugged, "Pretty much all of them. They were either strays or donated."
You grimaced, poor kitties.
The huge cat leaned against your leg again.
"Uh..." You looked around. None of the cats really interested you.
"We do have another cat in the vet ward." You looked at Elizabeta in surprise,
"Can I see him?"
"Sure." She lead you past the cats and into a separate room.
A small Scottish fold lay in a box, his front paw was bandaged in a little cast.
"He was thrown from a car. I n
Neko-Sweden and Neko FinlandxReaderNeko-Sweden and Neko-FinlandxReaderNeko-Sweden and Neko FinlandxReader in General Fiction More Like This
So many caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaats.
You tapped your foot in frustration. How could such a small room hold so many cats?
Which cat...... How could something so simple be so difficult? Did that even make sense?
You remembered a slight problem. Your son.
Geez, you didn't want to bring home a cat that would scratch or bite him.
"Um are there any cats that don't mind kids?" You scratched the back of your head, surveying the assortment before you.
Elizabeta nodded, "We have Berwald and Tino." She pointed at a chair. On it sat two cats, a small beige one and a rather intimidating looking, big gray-blue cat. "Tino is a really sweetheart. He loves people, especially little kids. Berwald doesn't really interact that much with people, but he can be really affectionate when he wants."
You stared at both cats. Berwald glared back. Geez.
"Um could I have Tino?" The smaller cat defiantly looked kid friendly. Elizabeta nodded and re
Harry Potter FF - PrologPrologHarry Potter FF - Prolog in Settings More Like This
,, Daddy, daddy. Ich hab es endlich gelernt. Endlich kann ich es, daddy!", rief die ,aufgeregt auf ihren Vater zu rennende, Halb-Veela. Dabei stieß sie beinahe das auf dem Frühstückstisch stehende Marmeladenglas um, konnte es jedoch rechtzeitig noch auffangen. Außer Puste hob das 10 Jährige Mädchen ihren Zauberstab in die Luft und wedelte mit ihm herum. ,,Wingardium Leviosa!" Kaum war der Zauberspruch gesprochen, erhob sich auch schon die Kaffeetasse des Zauberers in die Luft, bis sie nach knappen 3 Zentimetern erneut auf die weiße Tischdecke plumpste. Der braunhaarige Mann klatschte kräftig in die großen Hände und nahm seine Tochter stolz in den Arm. ,,Ich bin so stolz auf dich Claire. Du hast deinen ersten Zauberspruch bereits ein Jahr vor Schulbeginn in Hogwarts gelernt."
,, Glaubst du Mammi wäre auch stolz auf mich gewesen?" Die grünen, eben noch vor Freude funkelnden Augen hatten ein trauriges Matt angenomme
Harry Potter FF - Chapter 2Ihr Herz klopfte, Claire konnte es ganz deutlich spüren. Und dafür dankte sie den Engeln im Himmel.Als sich ihre olivgrünen Augen öffneten, konnte sie es erst gar nicht glauben. Der Vater des blonden Jungen stand in einer Schockstarre, den Zauberstab bedrohlich auf sie gerichtet und den Todesfluch unvollendet auf seinen dürren Lippen liegend. Als ihr Blick weiter zum Kerkereingang wanderte, erkannte sie ihren Retter. Es war ein großer Mann mit hellbraunen, zerzausten Haaren und einem dunklen Umhang der seinen Körper ganz bedeckte. Die Halb-Veela schaffte es nicht ein einziges Wort über die Lippen zu bringen, was sie auch nicht musste. Der Mann kam vorsichtig auf sie zu und legte Claire eine Decke um die Schultern, um sie dann nach Oben zu führen. Sie hätte nicht gedacht, dass das Erklimmen der Stufen so schwer sein würde und nur mit Mühe schaffte sie es ganz Oben anzukommen.Harry Potter FF - Chapter 2 in Settings More Like This
Unbeschreiblich schön. Mit Tränen in den A
The Toymaker...Ah my dear, how are you feeling?The Toymaker... in Free Verse More Like This
Not too uncomfortable I hope...
You see, you are another,
A wondrous being, handpicked by me,
For you are perfect.
Before you start screaming,
Before all that noise and unpleasantry befouls these soft red lips.
I've taken the liberty of removing your tongue...
Wag, wag, wag;
That's all it was doing when I extracted it.
Like some, infectious insect
But oh, I shouldn't raise my voice.
That's not very proper of me, hehe.
Now, let's put some markings on you.
Mmm - I'm going to have to get rid of all this, excess.
You see, I can't have a toy that's all bulging in the wrong places.
Dolls are slim, dolls are pretty.
So no, we can't have that...
We'll just slowly slide this tiny slip of metal.
Shlip, shlop, shlip, shlop - and pull!
You see, you see?
It comes right off, like a laye
DieDie:Die in Free Verse More Like This
Such a simple word, spewed without thought.
"I wish you'd die, I wish you'd be killed."
But what if we actually gave meaning to those words?
Can you understand the emotion, the magnitude, the weight,
Of actually seeing the life of an individual depart?
Can you look them in the eyes, as they bleed into your hands;
Observing their final moments, as the light fades from their eyes?
Or are you simply a soft-hearted coward,
Sitting fat behind a computer, wishing death upon others?
To say that one is deserving of death,
Suggests that you are ready to kill.
And if indeed you are ready to kill,
Then you too must be prepared to die.
"Now please, stop those tears my good man, we've only removed three of your toes so far (^_^)"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th July 2013