To Fix A Broken HeartAlex shifted his weight slightly on his elbows as he continued to write his lyrics in his notebook, as he read the lyrics he could feel a tear trickle down his cheek. Singing the last few lines to himself he could feel his throat closing up "So now I'll go, Leave you be, Cause I know you won't be, missing me, missing me " the song came to a close, Alex's voice was nearly gone, laying down in his bunk he broke into silent sobs. The salty tears rolled off his flushed cheeks and down onto his pillow soaking it. He couldn't help but miss Lisa, even though she'd been horrible to him he loved her. He missed her smile, the way she smelt, her laugh and her tiny arms around him, all those things gone. Alex couldn't take it, he just cried.More Like This
Jack was walking by the bunk area in the tour bus when he heard Alex's nearly silent tears, sighing, he peaked his head around the soft cotton curtain that hid Alex. "Lex " Jack said sadly, he hated seeing Alex like this. Crawling into Alex's bunk ne
Running from reapers - Phan"Dan was an incredible person. He lit up the room whenever he smiled and he was an absolute joy to be around. I'll never forget him. I hope he's happier where he is now." The girl stepped down from the podium as fresh tears spilled over red-rimmed eyes throughout the congregation.More Like This
"That's fucking bullshit. She talked to me once, asked if she could borrow my pen. She never even gave it back." Dan sulked, arms crossed as he sat on the side of the hole in the ground, legs dangling down above his casket. Being dead sucked. Another boy Dan barely recognised stood to speak.
"Dan was like a best friend to me." He began and Dan's mouth fell open.
"That is the biggest lie I have ever heard, oh my god. This is unbelievable. Who knew..." He shook his head and ignored the boy talking. It's stupid, half of the people here had never talked to him, never bothered to look his way when he was getting tormented and pushed around. They didn't deserve to be there.
"I can't believe this." Dan sighed and fl
Black Devil - PhanYou're staring at him again, as is pretty much everyone else in the car park. Maybe not as flat-out obvious as you, but they're staring. Sneaking peaks as they're 'looking for their friends'. But you don't care. It's not like they're not used to what you're doing. It is Dan Howell after all. Dan Howell with his quiffed hair and his leather jacket and his too-tight pebble washed black jeans, leaning against his old 1967 Mustang. Always leaning against that car. Like it's some sort of safety blanket for the college car parks. Not like he'd need anything protecting him.More Like This
He arrived in town a few months back, and you haven't been able to stop staring since. Why he's affecting you in this way you may never know. He's a couple of years younger than you, so why does he make your heart pound like a goddam teenage girl when he shoots anyone that perfect smile, dimples and all? Seriously, fucking dimples. Why, oh jesus fucking christ, why. He's gorgeous, good at pretty much everything and e
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"So I'll meet you at the train station then?" Phil asked over the phone, his excitement clear in his voice. It was my twenty second birthday and I was getting the only thing I'd wanted for the last year - I was getting to meet Phil in person.
I was approaching the train station quicker than I'd thought, so I told Phil I'd arrive in London at about two o'clock and I'd see him there. It was hard to keep the grin off my face. I hated going on trains due to my social anxiety (not faked, for the record, actually diagnosed) but that day was an exception. That day I would finally come face to face with Phil.
I handed in my ticket and the barrier let me pass onto the platform. My train was the one from Piccadilly Manchester to Victoria London. I'd been to London once or twice, but it had always been on school field trips or boring things like an interview for a job I hadn't a hope in hell of getting. So naturally enough, I wasn't all that used to going on the train.
Basically me today at school0 period (I don't have to but yeah): *yawns repeatedly*More Like This
1 period: I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE *yawns*
2 period: UGHHHHHH TEACHER YOU TALK SOOOO SLOOOOWLY JESUS CHRIZZLE
3 period: I HATE THESE FREAKING TEXT BOOKS SO MUCH
4 period: WAIT, JOSE, HOW DO YOU LONG DIVIDE?
lunch: EW IS THAT LIVING STILL, GEORGE, IS THAT CHICKEN STILL ALIVE OR ( i swore i saw it twich)(#vegetarian)
5th period: *yawns repeatedly* I WANNA GO HOME AND YOU STILL TALK SOOOOOOOOO SLOWLY (I have the same history and art teacher)
6th period: oh my gawwwwd i hate running I'MM GONNA DYE ROZZY, I'M GONNA DIE I SWEAR.
me walking home: *crying*
so yeah, that was my day, and believe it or not, George (at least i think thats his same) is a friend that i made. today. be proud.
I'm gonna go cry some more.
EDIT: ALSO THERE IS A GUY AT SCHOOL WHO USED TO DO THINGS (THINGS) WITH MY PICTURES (*shivers*) AND I SAID THAT A GUY NAMED CHRISTIAN NOVELLI WAS MY BOYFRIEND SO HE WOULD LEAVE ME ALONE, DON'T JUDGE ME OKAY I'M (no
Left Behind - Phan"I can't do this any more." Phil shuffled his feet, mumbling into his sleeve covered fist.More Like This
"Can't do what, baby?" Dan asked, not looking up from his laptop screen.
"Us." As soon as the word passed Phil's lips, Dan's head snapped up, staring up at Phil with large, wounded eyes.
"What? Why?!" Dan panicked, shoving his laptop on to the sofa next to him and standing in front of Phil.
"I.. It's... It's complicated." Phil stuttered, unable to think of a real reason.
"It is... Do you not love me any more?" Dan's voice was so upset Phil had to actually fight off tears. This was much more difficult than he had originally anticipated. He nodded, decided that would be the more easily explainable.
"I don't believe you." Dan stated, crossing his arms and staring into Phil's eyes.
"What?" Phil looked up into Dan's chocolately orbs, immediately regretting it. He tore his eyes away before he got completely mesmorised.
"I don't believe you." Dan repeated. "You can't fall out of this kind of love
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Check Yes Juliet - We The Kings
"Run!" shouted Phil as he darted past Dan out of the shop. Dan did as he was told and began to run after Phil quickly catching up to him.
"What did you do this time?!" Dan panted, kind of angry at the way Phil had acted. Phil held up two pairs of underwear with Sonic The Hedgehog on and smiled slyly. Dan shook his head and continued to run next to Phil.
He turned his head to look back and see if the security gaurds were catching up. He felt Phil's hand grab his own. "Don't ever look back." Phil commanded, his eyes forward, focused on where he was running.
Dan's heart was pounding, not only from the running, but from the way Phil had so casually grabbed his hand. It probably meant nothing to him, but to Dan it meant the world. Someone who he had had a crush on for yearss was holding his hand. Granted, it wasn't the most romantic of situations but still these thoughts made Dan lose track of what he wa
LE TIRED OF SPAMSStop trying to sell me your fake points and links out of DA, you boobish spam-bots.More Like This
Every 10th comment on average is now spam.
I'm le tired of hiding 100+ comments a day and blocking bots,
Disabling comments on major old deviations which I can't constantly keep checking for spam (especially now that it's convention season: https://www.facebook.com/ZeeCaptain/events for Captain and team)
...possibly no comment field forever on old works or at least until DA gets its spam problems under control by making account registration super difficult for bots to register or somesuch.
It would also be nice once a spam is hidden, it would actually BE hidden/invisible, not float forever under the deviation as "COMMENT HIDDEN" box that takes up actual space.
What's the point of leaving a wall of "COMMENT HIDDEN" "COMMENT HIDDEN" "COMMENT HIDDEN" visible in the comments section at all?
It's not like someday in the future I'll be like "Oh, lets look at spam from 2005 and unhide a few of these".