Dark MindsMore Like This
is there any control in the state of mind? is it broken?
if it is then one must think to fix it and gain control back
before it keeps getting worse and worse
and be the death to one.
Keep being use to it keep hiding, keep holding it in and dealing with it.
It is gunna corrupt all over again
it is gunna break u
and its gunna break u before u can have the chance again to turn back and fix it.
just like with chains of bad friendships and relationships.
U realize what you've done when it backfires and its too late to fix it back.
before u know it its all over
and will be with u forever.
u believe its not a choice
u think u have been trying
its not enough
its ur mind
u are the one in control
u chose to hide, hold, deal with it.
when u can also choose to break it out no matter how much it hurts.
when u have all the permission to go wild with everything to fix it back together
u are still alive and young
its not too late till u cant move and breathe anymore.
Stop being afraid
The Story of Bad PeopleMore Like This
U are born sweet and innocent
U have grown into a terrible person
Everyone always believes it was ones choice
When they never think hard enough on the fact that the truth is
Bad backgrounds create bad people.
You kick down innocent people because you think you look cool, you feel powerful, you want attention and want to be looked at, you want to just do what you want.
But do you ever think what happens after to that innocent person?
They start doing drugs to get rid of the pain while they cry every night waiting for it all to go away while they're parents are yelling at each other drinking and throwing furniture across the rooms.
The father comes and beats them to reveal his anger from the smell of liquor on his lips
the mother snorts cocaine so she can be ready for more hits form him and drinks her sins away.
You sit and take it and you get threatened not to tell ro it will be your death.
When you go back to school or out in town the ones how hurt you await your arrival to give u more
Winter Love Part 1For :iconvictoria-ootori:More Like This
It was a winter day at wolfgirl's apartment when wolfgirl and catgirl was getting the tree
Wolfgirl: okay catgirl are you sure about this?
Catgirl: yep ^w^ it goes near the kitchen like always ^^
then victoria comes in with a list.
Victoria Otori: okay girls I got a list I made so make your own before christmas
Tsubasa tori: I hopre you won,t forget about tonight hun.
Victoria Otori: I won,t tsubasa ^^
then sora comes in with his blue blanket and a wolf plush in his arms.
Sora Otori: mommy?
Sora Otori: big sister is still sick in bed.
Wolfgirl: I know about it.
Victoria Otori: whats wrong with aquila?
Wolfgirl: well yesturday she had morning sickness.
Kite Unabara: and she's pregnant with twins and wolf tsubasa is mad at me..
Victoria Otori: really?
Wolf Tsubasa Otori: KITE!!!IM NOT DONE WITH YOU YET!!!
Kite Unabara: better run!
so kite runs out while wolf tsubasa in his wolf form t
im wondering....Should i be telling people that i am only 14 and drawing these things?More Like This
Not Perfect.Don't think as perfectMore Like This
I'll never BE perfect; no matter how smooth or how brightly colored
my artistic works are.
I'm blunt and I'll be blunt but only to protect my friends and tell them
the sharp, blunt edged truth.
We all grow at different rates and each has our own taste and talent;
however there are those of us that must stand and point out the mistakes.
Not to hurt, No. Although the words of truth will hurt, those words of pure bluntness
and criticism are only there to serve as a gentle, yet harsh, reminder of growth and
change that we all must and have to go through.
I'm blunt, opinionated and cruel at times, and it honestly take time for me to fess up to
If I said sorry for anything that I did and said then what growth and change would occur?
But as for damaging friendships and relations, THAT I will apologize for.
EnglandxReader: Family MorningsMore Like This
You smiled as you sat up in bed. Pulling the sheets closer to your body you looked over at your sleeping husband. He was snoring. Mouth hanging open, drooling on the pillow.
Brushing a bit of hair out of his face you leaned down and kissed him gently on the cheek. You always got up this early to make him tea and breakfast before he woke up. Slipping out of bed you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
He was trying to pull you back in his sleep. Gingerly you disentangled his arms from you and slipped on your bathrobe.
You made him his tea and some eggs and toast.
Mama, a little voice from the kitchen whispered. You turned to see Matthew.
What is it baby?
Matthew was holding his toy bear to his chest, Im hungry can we have pancakes?
You shook your head, How about toast?
The ten year old sighed, but nodded and sat at the kitchen table rubbing his eyes.
A few mintues later rapid footsteps were heard, MA!