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Il momento giustoDicono che a volte basti uno sforzo di volontà iniziale per portare a termine qualcosa; che tutto sta a muovere il primo fatidico passo, ché tanto il resto è tutta discesa.More Like This
Ecco, dovrei stamparmi in testa questa frase, o in alternativa incorniciarla e metterla in un posto su cui mi cade l'occhio di frequente (il frigorifero andrebbe benissimo).
Il primo passo per me è sempre stato il più difficile da compiere. Chiamatela inerzia, pigrizia, presa a male, fatto sta che passo i pomeriggi a logorarmi sul quando, come e perché sia meglio agire, anziché muovere il culo e agire sul serio.
Questo journal ne è l'esempio lampante. Dall'ultimo post saranno passati 5 mesi e di cose da raccontare ne sono successe; eppure, a forza di aspettare "il momento giusto", mi sono lasciata scappare qualche attimo di troppo.
E' perciò giunta l'ora di entrare in modalità Silente e tirare fuori un po' di arretrati per il mio personale Pensatoio (per inciso, se i
Ho bisogno di Aiuto (Italian journal ) Aggiornamento al 27/10/12 a fondo articoloMore Like This
Salve a tutti
Scrivo questo Journal perchŔ ho bisogno di aiuto riguardo una faccenda che affligge me e mia sorella Hieyizar da oltre un anno , vi prego , se avete un po' di tempo , leggete šš , so che Ŕ un po' lungo ma abbiate pazienza , non voglio chiedervi questo favore senza spiegarvi la vicenda , non lo troverei onesto.
Riguarda una casa editrice , specificatamente la Teke editori , con la quale abbiamo avuto a che fare.
Lo scorso anno , forse qualcuno lo ricorda , annunciai la futura pubblicazione di un fumetto proprio con questa casa editrice , una mia amica di fiducia giÓ ci lavorava ed un'altra amica mi aveva contattata per chiedermi di realizzare un fumetto yaoi , ero molto insicura ma decisi di provare.
Prima di quella pubblicazione mi disser˛ per˛ che dovevo dare prova della mia abilitÓ , realizzando come primo lavoro una doujinshi ed Ŕ quella che ho pubblicato qui su deviantar su Naruto chiamata "R
if I couldI would make myself a cappuccino and wait for the dawn, reading a romantic book, Chopin playing in the background.More Like This
"You" would then be reality and "We" could be a concept to contemplate together with our old photographs.
The wind would read the newspapers left on the tables
of that CafÚ in Paris we loved so much and I would forget the word sadness.
I am ready to give you this dream, in exchange for a kiss.
UntitledThis is my lifeMore Like This
This is my reality
We don't like no strangers
Spread away all the problems
As fate rips apart my world
Push the camera deeper
I can use, I abuse my muse
Strip the Dream
Spread the fear
Strip it all
Kill all that breaths
Kill em all
Lay around in the sleep in
Engraves in ways of clay
All beneith the floor
Building it all up above
But keep the faulty wiring
Work it up now
Overall getting battered
Just keep the flaws
Strip the soul
Fill the hole
There is no peace
This is my world
We will spare no mercy
Wish I could close my eyes
And it would all subside
Regretfuly it comes too
The facts of this life
It all finnaly lines up
To be put to rest
The Idea of HomeIt bothers me. I can't seem to define it properly enough to figure out where mine is- where mine should properly be. It seems to me that home should be stable, not fluid - home should be someplace you can always go back to, not some place you are borrowing for a certain amount of time and will leave when it no longer is yours.More Like This
"This is my temporary home, it's not where I belong,
Windows and rooms that I'm passing through,
This is just a stop on the way to where I'm going,
This is my temporary home."
~Temporary Home by Carrie Underwood
Up until September of last year, I had a very solid, permanent home that fulfilled all of my needs. It was someplace that would not change, because although my family had moved relatively recently, it was a place we were planning to live in for a very long time. Moreover, we moved from one comfortable place to another- from a place that we knew through long experience to a house across the street from my grandmother, in a neighborhood that was familiar to
Inferno's Touch -0-PrologueMore Like This
"You are putting yourself in danger."
A metal door screeched in strain as a slim-fingered hand pushed it open. Sunlight streamed through the fluffy white clouds as a human form stepped onto the roof. The young woman walked forward, remnants of snowy patches crunching beneath her grey and purple sneakers. Squinting at the light, she moved to a nearby ladder and clung to it. Chills raked her body, igniting where her skin met the frosty metal.
Arriving at the top of the small overhang, the woman kneeled at the edge; the undisturbed snow clung to her jeans. Crisp winter air nipped at her cheeks and fingertips, furthering the cold that plagued her. Her soft breaths became water particles in the air and her thin spring jacket did little to protect her from winter's remnants.
"Ann, you know what will happen if you continue."
Ann unfurled her fingers from the large bag she held in her left hand and set it on the cement platform. She unzipped it and pulled the contents ou
How to kill a masochistIt had been a cloudy afternoon; it had been four days already in the cottage at the lake. For a week, the sun had not shone as bright as expected, and the wind blew especially strong today. The mountain regions had been almost perfect for his health, almost. Amadeo stood under the threshold of the front door. He closed his eyes solemnly, to grasp some inspiration; he breathed in the bittersweet smell of autumn in the outskirts of a deserted evergreen forest. And he coughed blood.More Like This
Amadeo looked over his back. The lantern still had oil; it shone what the sun had not. The chimney invited him politely to come in, as to escape the cold outside. He walked to the metal desk and sat on the old wooden chair (an unsightly combination that had run down the family for three generations, which did not make it much of a family treasure yet [he did not pretend it to become any, either]). Slowly, he took out the glasses out of his pockets and put them on. He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He
Never Make Self Into Character All U.S. currency is designed so that the opposite faces are positioned to be 180° apart, or upside down, from each other. The world is full of things like this, seemingly plain objects that are truly two opposites sharing the same body; heads and tails, yin and yang, hot and cold,More Like This
(Man Woman Prince Princess Girl Boy)
roamingkeep your hands there.More Like This
I won't move,
I won't ask
don't part from this body,
bear the heat, the pain, the pleasure.
I will keep all my promises
and forget all this, when the day
comes back to steal my
Keep your lips there,
I will laugh and call your name
because where your lips
touch my body
my skin is marked.
I am yours and you are
mine sealed in the shadow.
I won't ask your soul
I won't ask your heart.
I am not old enough to
know the key and
I am not young enough
not to care about the
I am nothing more than a
shadow with a name that
could be any other
a face that could be
a heart that you possess.
You can keep that heart
he won't disturb your dreams.
You can throw that heart away
and he will stay there
waiting for you to come
But don't think about it tonight.
Just rest at my side,
I will play that song only for you
like a violinist crying out his love
to a muse he never knew
Esther's IlluminationOn her twentieth birthday, they burned out the sun. Morris said that since the sun was broken and night no-longer turned to day it meant that she'd be twenty forever. She didn't quite know what to think about that. Her birthday was the beginning of a new era, one that everyone whispered would be ceaseless subjugation.More Like This
Perhaps all this time without sunlight was driving her mad, but she could almost admire their conquerors. The invading army had to tunnel down through solid rock just to reach the outer defenses. The siege that followed lasted ten years half of her lifespan. The evil other lie outside, waiting with malicious patience until there was an opening.
A distinctly mechanical humming sound interrupted Esther's contemplation. She looked up, searching for its source and became distracted by the search lights. The harsh blue-white lights illuminated random swaths of the rocky sky-ceiling.
Anna Could See Angels I almost cried when Anna told me she loved me. I know it sounds as manly as a bottle of pink nail polish, but yes, when Anna first said "I love you, Elliot" I literally wrapped myself around her, trembling like an earthquake and making a steadfast effort to hold back tears.More Like This
I didn't love Anna because she was the first girl that came around. I fell in love with her because she was the first girl to tell me that one day she was going to rule the world and I was going to become one of her impish minions. And if I was an obedient and helpful minion, she might just transform me into a human again and marry me.
She also professed that she hated the name Anna, and even when I told her it sounded like the most beautiful name ever conceived, she explained that there were just too many Annas in the world. Now Meldren was a name she never knew anyone had. She wanted to be Meldren. I never d