Cosplaying and RPing in the eyes of schizotypalSchizotypy is not really known personality disorder, but playing a lottery with mother nature I somehow got it. I won't bore there with all common traits, cause I want to speak only about one, the emotionality.
I am very emotional person, but I am unable to show it. It's like having a bareer in my head I can feel physically. When a strong emotion comes in I literally switch myself off and stop reacting to an envirement. I can't feel real sadness, anger or joy. In front of the others.
It's pretty much the cause of how I was raised. Here, the emotionally was a sign of weakness. No one was ever there to comfort me when I was scared as a child, I was only told to get stronger, to be tougher.
And here I am. It may sound weird, but every bigger emotion I experience I treat as my personal fail. That I was not strong enough and someone noticed I liked something. That I was not good enough in my hide-and-seek game I play with everybody. I feel ashamed of being emotional. Yet, in my inner world,
Mad Ones: ...and back(Matt's P.O.V.)More Like This
We looked like a little family, me and Clivia. We were stucked at our place waiting for Mello to come back (though I guess the end of the world would come faster than him) and we had to be together, for better or worse. Clivia suffered for night terrors. I had to wake up in a middle of the night and comfort her as she was crying and cuddling to me for dear life. I petted her then on her head, explained that the thing she got scared of was only but a nightmare and I could go back to sleep. I walked like a zombie. I didn't have any cigarette for what seemed like ages.
I concidered going to look for some nearest town, but then, I couldn't leave Clivia alone here and I hadn't got any money with me. The food in a basement was going to its end. I started giving my portions of meal to the kid, so she didn't have to feel the hunger.
She was a pretty clever girl. Being the only comrade for me, we used to talk a lot. About everything, she was very open. She could tell about her f
Mad Ones: Clivia(Matt's P.O.V.)More Like This
I saw the gently looking sun as soon as I opened my eyes. I was laying on a floor and my chest terribly hurt me. I touched the placed when the knife had been, but it was gone now.
And so was Mello gone.
I looked around a small room with a wooden walls I've been in. It didn't look any familiar.
I started walking to the door, wincing a little in a pain, I hoped I would find the blonde somewhere near.
As I've reached the kitchen... yeah, there was someone sitting on a chair, but it wasn't Mello. The little brown-haired girl looking like a princess looked at me with a curiosity.
'Good morning', she said. 'How are you feeling?'
'I need a cigarettes', that was my first thought and I soon noticed I said it out loud.
The girl just smiled to me and then all of sudden she ran to me and hugged me. Enough to be said, she's surprised me.
'We were scared you won't wake up! You can't imagine how Mello was scared! He prayed so much!'
Yeah, she definitely talked about THIS Mello.
The freak showShe left me, my God, really left meMore Like This
Now I'm all alone
Cigarette's smoke fades away
In an acid rain and storm
I can't see...
The silence creeps through the window
There's nothing much to be done
Just kiss me or kill me - the choice is yours
Perfectly we rose
Perfectly we fall
There's no tears anymore
My eyes were burnt by the rain
So if you ever come back to me...
How can I see you again?
LiesThis world is set up on liesMore Like This
They promise you something
Just to let you down
All people are full of lies
You've taught me to act polite
You said you don't drink -
but you've lied
It broke my then childish heart
You broke it and smashed it apart
You're so full of lies
You lived your religious way
You hypocrite - all I can say
While you were still with your guy
You had a child with another one
You're so full of lies
And now I'm caught up
in this ever-lasting thread
With a million of new lies
Being born right in my head
I'm so full of lies
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 12Time for an epilogue!More Like This
Sakura couldn't help herself, but feel disturbed, when she came into the dark cave where the Uchiha brothers were currently hiding and spotted adult Itachi, sitting on a blanket and staring into the fire, instead of little Itachi-kun. To make things even more strange, Sasuke didn't seem to be even slightly moved by a presence of his used-to-be worst enemy.
'Where's Itachi-kun?', she asked.
'That's a long story, I'll explain to you later, when you heal him', Sasuke pointed at his brother who started coughing again and spat some blood on his hand.
Still a little scared, the girl came closer to the Akatsuki member and checked his forehead. As she thought, Itachi had a little fever.
'It's gonna take some time', she said. 'It's not the easiest disease to cure'.
'But you'll be able to do it?', asked Sasuke, sitting down comfortably close to Itachi.
'Yes of course', she immidiately started her work. Placing her hands over Itachi's chest, the chakra coming out of h
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 11Why am I naked?!More Like This
Itachi woke up with a terrible headache and pain striking throughout his body. He sat up, the blanket slipping from him covering only his lower parts. He put a hand on his eyes which hurt too, squeezed his eyes tight, then blinked a few times. He took a deep breath and realized that it smellt like a forest. Where was he? What has happened? The last thing he remembered was a fight with his otouto. Itachi was supposed to die, but the pain proved him he wasn't really dead.
He opened his eyes and squinted them to recognize some shapes with his damaged sight. There was a little campfire, still burning and another place which looked like someone had been sleeping there, but now they were gone. He tried to come up with some reasonable answer to his current situation, but he could not remember what has happened after the battle. Was it Madara who took him and took care of him? What about Sasuke?
He shivered lightly and covered himself with a blanket. Suddenly it appeare
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 10We're going camping!More Like This
Konoha is a real monster. It took my everything, everything that I loved. It won't take Itachi away from me!', thought Sasuke as he waited for Itachi to get ready. The boy insisted he could pack himself on his own, but Sasuke doubted it and decided he would repack him as soon as Itachi would come here.
This time, he didn't have any plan. All he knew was that he couldn't live in Konoha anymore, not after what he had found out. He wanted to be as far away from this village as possible. A thought that Itachi was used up in such horrifying way was beyond his understanding. How could one force someone to destroy everything they loved, their close ones and say it was needed for a peace. He didn't believe in peace anymore. Peace accomplished by death of innocent ones wasn't a real peace.
'I'm ready, nii-san!', Itachi appeared in front of him, with a little backpack on his back.
'Let's see what you've taken with yourself', Sasuke opened a backpack and checked
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 9It's all for you!More Like This
It was all perfectly planned out. Naruto agreed to babysit Itachi under the condition that Sasuke wouldn't try to escape from the village this time and Uchiha was ready for his mission to find the documents from the times of Uchiha massacre.
Well, he was ALMOST ready.
'Itachi, come on, it's not time for playing games!', he said to the little thing which clinged to his leg, sat on his left foot and didn't seem to plan of letting go in the nearest future. A pair of big, coal black eyes stared at the older, visibly wanting something. 'What?', Sasuke asked. 'Are you going to miss me so much?'
'Not really', the child answered honestly.
...well, at least he didn't lie now.
'I... just...', Itachi lowered his gaze. 'I need some money'.
'Money? Why would you need money? You're too...'
'I'm big enough!', the boy raised his voice. He seemed to be really delicate about the matter of his age.
Sasuke sighed. He had no time for fooling around with his demanding little brother
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 8That's what nii-san does, that's what otouto does!More Like This
Sasuke was taken back from his meditation with a sound of Itachi's warning screams and calling his name. Mind it, this Itachi never used Sasuke's name before, he always called him nii-san... optionally dad if the others were around them.
The teenager immidiately got up from his place and shot through the house fast like a lighting, he ran out of house and looked around quickly finding a direction from where the screams were calling. He ran behind the house where the backyard was placed and noticed huge dog coming in Itachi's direction. When the boy noticed his brother, he stopped screaming and looked at him. He didn't look scared, there was something else written on his childish face... pain maybe? A sorrow?
Sasuke had no time to wonder about it, but activated his chidori. The dog jumped, directing himself at Itachi, but at the last second his chest was pierced with Sasuke's fist. The animal had no time to howl in pain, it fell,
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 7That would be lovely!More Like This
'Nii-san, can you sew clothes?', asked Itachi, his eyes big and round, waiting impatiently for an answer.
'Why would you need me to sew clothes?', Sasuke answered with another question.
'Because I want a cloak, the Akatsuki cloak! I wore it in my dreams and I looked great and mysterious!', the boy started bouncing and did a pirouette in front of his brother. Sasuke shook his head and sighed.
'Yeah, sure', he tried to shrug off too active child. 'What more would you need? A set of kunais? Katanas? Some huge scary sword?', he asked sarcastically.
'That would be lovely', Itachi smiled and plopped himself on the porch next to his older brother. They didn't speak for a while, just staring together at the sunset. After some time, Itachi's head suddenly and probably totally unintentionally fell on Sasuke's arm. 'I like your arm', said the boy. 'It's the greatest pillow on this world!'
'And it's the greatest compliment I've ever got', Sasuke mumbled, feeling a bit
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 5Naruto can't kiss!More Like This
Sasuke wasn't nervous. Hell no, he was indifferent as always, he thought as he bit his bottom lip.
Naruto took Itachi to ramen shop exactly one hour ago and they still weren't back.
Not like he cared...
...but what if Itachi changed back to his actual form and destroyed the shop? Or whole Konoha?
Sasuke decided to check if there wasn't visible any black fire and a stench of burned bodies outside. He stood up on the doorstep and looked around. Everything seemed perfectly fine, even the birds were chirping cheerfully.
Just then he heard some meow and he noticed Shisui fawning around his knees.
'Where's your annoying friend, Shisui, hm?', he asked, but a cat being a cat, ignored him and started licking his little paw.
'Hey, Sasuke! We're back!', Naruto appeared out of nowhere holding Itachi by a hand.
Still a child.
...he started silently praying for this change to not to last forever. He couldn't imagine himself explaining Itachi the complexities
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 3I won't, because I can!More Like This
Sasuke groaned and felt his hand slipping of the katana he still held. Suddenly, when the realization of what he had done hit him, he jumped on his legs, fully awakened and looked around. He fell asleep! He cursed himself and looked at the matress on the opposite site of the room. Perfect, just perfect! Itachi was gone!
He grabbed his katana and left the room to check the rest of a flat. Maybe the bastard didn't manage to run far away yet. He prepared himself mentally for an upcoming fight, his muscles tense and eyes flaring with sharingan - he entered the kitchen.
He lowered his weapon when he noticed Itachi, still a kid, sitting at the table and munching on something with a bored expression on his face.
'Good morning, nii-san', the boy said, completely ignoring Sasuke's 'I'm ready for the battle' appearance. 'I've made us a breakfast'.
The teenager was speechless. He frowned at the child and sat down on his place. He looked at the meal laying on a plate
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 2It's too big!More Like This
Team 7 took Sasuke and little Itachi to the hokage who agreed to accept teenager back under some conditions. The civilians off Konoha wouldn't be informed yet about the return of the missing nin to the village and he had to stay in the Uchiha compund, some of ANBU officers watching over him. He agreeded to it, he just wanted to throw himself on some matress and fall asleep, he was exhausted. Itachi stirred in his arms and opened his black eyes. Even if he was just a child, he had a look of a smartass.
He scratched on Sasuke's bare arm.
'What?', he asked a little bit too coldly.
'I'm hungry', said the boy.
Tsunade, after hearing the boy, narrowed her eyebrows and commanded from behind of her desk.
'Sakura, you go and buy food for both of them and lead them to the compound. I trust you can do that'.
'Yes, I can', nodded the girl and without any further complications, they all left the office. Sakura dissapeared to do the shopping, Naruto and Kakashi walking Sasuke to
What nii-san does, what otouto does, pt. 1My name is Itachi Uchiha!More Like This
So, this was the end. He failed his life mission. He ran out of his chakra and his back was pushed against the wall with no way to run away. Hell, he wouldn't run away at all! If he was supposed to die here, so be it, a dead can't feel ashamed. He stared, his eyes wide opened, at his older brother, Itachi Uchiha, approaching him slowly. The older man looked exhausted, too, but he won the battle, he would now take Sasuke's eyes away and live in his gory glory for the rest of his shameful life.
When Itachi came closer to him, Sasuke held back his breath. He couldn't fight back anymore, he waited for the pain, but it never came. Instead, the brother poked him in the forehead like he used to do it when they were both just the children, he smiled and then said:
'I'm sorry, Sasuke, this is the last time'.
And just then... when he thought everything was over, he noticed a surprise in the older's eyes. Did his plan go wrong?
They were suddenly flanked by a whit
The Land of Tears - chapter 4Lonely boy and the abyssMore Like This
The life in the Land of Tears was so peaceful that it bored little Sasuke to no end. Exploring the new terrains and learning new things about the world he lived in was somewhat exciting, but once he'd learned all the basics, the feeling of marasmus has reappeared. The boy used to spend lonely days outside, under the watchful eye of Konan who took care of a little house they all lived in. She was very kind woman, and visibly fond of Sasuke, but she was too old to be fun. He would help her in the daily tasks, but what he really wished he could do, was to go and train with his brother and his new mates. They were always somewhere away and they only came back home for a night to sleep in and then to be gone once the sun would show itself on a sky...
Sasuke remembered the first time he was concious and there was a rain outside.
'Stick out your tongue, Sasuke', said Itachi, smiling gently.
The child listened to him and did as he was told. A few droplets fell o
The Land of Tears - chapter 3The reality slowly resurfacesMore Like This
Sasuke felt very warm and somehow loved, being held delicately by someone as he half-laid on their lap. He felt like he was a little baby again and that feeling was so warm and fuzzy that he cuddled his face into the person's chest which for sure didn't belong to his brother. When that thought has occured to him, he frowned, with the eyes still closed and breathed in the scent of the bigger body. It didn't smell like mommy either, but he was sure by now that it was some woman holding him. The last doubts that he had were gone as she spoke up.
'Isn't he lovely?', he could almost detect the gentle smile springing on her face even if he didn't know how the woman looked.
'Don't get him used to it', he heard another, this time male's voice, but he could swear he had never heard it before either. 'You will spoil him', the voice sounded very powerful and Sasuke thought it could belong to some brave warrior and a leader of some kind. However, there was also
The Land of Tears - chapter 2Get out aliveMore Like This
When Sasuke regained his conciousness, he sat up and looked around, still feeling a little bit dizzy after the fall. So he had made it through. He raised his head up and realized there was no abyss above him, only the lovely blue sky not stained by a single cloud. He decided not to ponder about it, but to start looking for his backpack which had gone missing. How did it manage to fall from his back, he couldn't tell. He got up and brushed his dirtied kness from the dark soil.
Walking through the meadow and observing little bees and dragonflies flying around relaxed him and calmed him down a little, but inside he was praying for the soldiers to not to follow him. He was convinced that the second time they would find him, he wouldn't have that much luck.
He searched very carefully for his backpack, forcing his way through the tall grass, but unfortunately, he didn't find it. Maybe it was a magical backpack which had turned into a bird as they were falling and it flew
The Land of Tears - prologueThe Land of TearsMore Like This
Two children ran as fast as they could through the dark forest. The taller and visibly older one held the little boy by his hand and almost dragged him behind himself, because the younger boy's legs started giving up under him, even if the child wanted to keep up with the quick pace of the other.
'Brother, I'm tired!', whined the little boy.
'Hold on just a little longer, Sasuke', breathed out the older brother and started running even faster. He knew he was hurting his Sasuke by running so fast, but they were running away from the soldiers, an he prefered to have his little brother hurt and bruised, but alive, than killed like a wild animal in the depths of the forest.
Suddenly, the older stopped making Sasuke bump into his back. The child shook his head and looked up at his brothr, waiting for an explanation.
'Why did we stop, Itachi?', asked the boy and squeaked a little when the older dug his fingernails into his tiny shoulders.
'Listen to me carefully, lit
The Land of Tears - chapter 1Such a lonely roadMore Like This
Sasuke listened through the slightly opened door to his parents arguing about him. Even if he didn't participate in an argument, he felt guilty for making them upset. He didn't exactly knew what was going on, but from what he heard, something was definitely wrong about him and he couldn't realize what it was.
'There's a war going on, woman! You can't lie to him forever! He should go to pay last honour to Itachi!'
'He's just a child!', he heard his mom saying. 'It was his beloved brother, I want to spare him a shock and pain!'
'How long do you want this circus to last? He's not stupid, he will figure it out sooner or later!'
'My duty as a mother is to protect my children!'
'Well, you failed then as the mother since Itachi...'
'Stop it!', his mom raised a voice and he heard her start crying again. She cried very often lately, almost every time his brother's name had been mentioned.
Sasuke hung his head and sighed. His parents didn't let him go outside and he was
By the windowI'm counting the minutes to midnight waiting for my loveMore Like This
Angel came and went away. I am all alone
I'm watching the roses losing their petals still
They die like I am dying, but who will be more missed?
Flesh burnt from the affection, eyelashes' soaked salty kiss
I'm writing my own history which no one will want to read
Come here and kneel before me and treat me like a queen
I might give you the blessing, adore you with my being
I know what you desire and you know what I am hungry for
Come here, I'm waiting for you and I am all alone
Shattered reflection - chapter 22,5Itachi's flashback - the secret of an Uchiha boyMore Like This
All students left the school building once the school bell rang and now everybody spent their break outside. The weather was lovely and so was the mood of the most teenagers who tried to find the places covered in shadows to hide themselves from the warm sun.
However, there were kids who didn't shy away from the sun. A blonde haired boy took another bite of his sandwich and looked around as if looking for troubles. Every person who passed him was scanned carefully with his big, blue eyes. If something would not be right about some unfortunate soul, the blonde seemed to be the man who would definitely make some comment about it.
Not that far from him, there was a rest of the boys from his clique. Not all of them, but most of. And as the blonde swallowed another portion of his lunch, his eyes settled down on one of his fellow men, a bit taller than him, black haired teenager who seemed to wordlessly pray for the sun to burn him.
Shattered reflection - chapter 22Never meant to fight on their ownMore Like This
During the time which Sasuke spent with the firefighters who welcomed him like a member of a family, he learnt a few precious things he wanted to bring into his personal life, too. He had learnt how important is keeping his surroundings clean and that one should not to play a hero, but to work in a group. He learnt this saying that 'a good hero, is a hero who's alive'. And he kept that in his heart. It made him wonder of Itachi who always tried to work everything out on his own. Maybe that's why he had failed.
Sasuke was spending his time with Naruto, they've made this plan to cheer Itachi up. The man was still having a hard time in the hospital, especially after Sasuke told his doctor about the med he had been abusing for gods know how long. Thankfully, after all the tests he went through, the medics didn't find any bigger damage in him. Itachi was very lucky this time. He also stopped getting completely nervous about eating in a public place s
Shattered reflection - chapter 21Unaware suicideMore Like This
The week has passed since Itachi had been gone to the mental hospital and Sasuke felt like going and check the state of his brother. He was forbidden to do so for the first seven days, but now, as he welcomed the eight day, he felt eager to pay Itachi a visit. He felt nervous of what he would see there, he never had been to such hospital, all he knew about it was from crazy movies were serial killers were closed forever in a white padded room tied up in the straitjackets. He hoped such fate didn't meet Itachi... he wasn't a serial killer after all. In the end, he didn't do anything to land there, except being a sacrificing older brother.
With his own state of mind, Sasuke felt very pleased. He had had no nightmares since he moved to the new flat and every new day he felt like he was waking up in a new, wonderful life where all chances waited for him with the arms wide open. He already joined the firefighters organisation and went through all needed tests which he
Shattered reflection - chapter 20The prize and the punishmentMore Like This
It was late at evening in Uchiha new flat, wonderfully decorated by two excentric artists, Itachi's old schoolmates, Sasori and Deidara. Deidara felt offended when Itachi asked him to arrange nothing, but Sasuke's room and kept bragging about it until Uchihas gave up and let him also decorate the kitchen and the bathroom under the one condition - no explosions allowed. The artist finally agreeded to this, however, with a heavy sigh. In the end, he made the rooms look very modern and stylish, even Sasori seemed to be impressed.
Itachi sat in their new kitchen, only one lamp lightening up his gentle features. He was cutting the colorful paper in the shapes of little circles. Just when his work was almost done, Sasuke entered the kitchen, keeping his hands in the pockets of his jeans. Sasuke cocked his head up, curious about his brother.
'What are you doing?', he asked, pretending to be bored and not interested at all.
'Something for you', replied Itach
Shattered reflection - chapter 19Eternity vs. transiencyMore Like This
The next day when the two room decorators arrived, Itachi seemed very cautious and reserved. Both men looked very young and in Sasuke's opinion, too young to have a job like that. One of them, the redhead looked like a teenage boy, maybe even younger than Uchiha.
'This flat needs a serious make over, hm', the other man, a long-haired blond with strange tattoos on the insides of his palms (which made Sasuke cringe of how much must their making hurt) looked very eager to decorate the rooms.
'Actually, I wanted you to decorate only Sasuke's room, Deidara', explained Itachi with a stoic voice. 'I would leave the rest to Sasori', the redhead called Sasori smirked to himself glad that Itachi prefered his art which in his opinion was much more beautiful than the art of Deidara.
'What?!', Deidara seemed to be very offended. 'I've thought we will do 50/50! If I only knew you've planned to pull out something like that, I wouldn't bother to come, hm!', he crossed hi
Shattered reflection - chapter 18Quiet gentlenessMore Like This
Sasuke had a strange feeling in his gut, that he was being punished for all the evil of this world. Including the past World Wars and the invention of a dynamite. He kept his gaze plastered to the floor, feeling as scolded as possible by his older brother. Itachi was refusing to talk to him unless it was necessary. The silent treatment, it was.
The teenager sighed and came into a flat which was supposed to be their new home. Their guide, who introduced himself as Kisame, Itachi's old friend, was a huge, muscled guy with somewhat blueish shade of a skin. If Sasuke didn't feel sooo grounded for life, he would definitely make a comment about Kisame's appeariance or at least about his smell. Kisame smellt like a school of fish.
His attention was caught by what spread in front of his eyes. Though still mostly empty, the flat looked great! They went to the huge living room which had the wonderfully big windows with a view of the whole North part of Konoha and look! Th
Shattered reflection - chapter 17The ashes creating their pathsMore Like This
Itachi woke up and instinctively reached out his hand for his nightstand. He searched with his eyes still closed for a tea he has left here in the evening, but his fingers brushed something else. He opened his eyes and turned his head to see what he grabbed. His pills. He looked at them for a short while and without thinking twice he opened the little bottle and let two pills fall on his palm. He swallowed them and drank some tea. Then, he woke up.
Sasuke was already up, searched in his wardrobe for the clothes he could wear. He chose a plain black T-shirt and skinny jeans which looked like they were worn since Levi Strauss had created them back in the mid-19th century. Then, he walked down the stairs to go to the kitchen to eat the breakfast, but much to his surprise, there was none and no Itachi in the sight. He frowned, already alarmed, but before he could start thinking of any bad scenarios, his brother showed up himself, apologizing for
Shattered reflection - chapter 16The begging voicesMore Like This
All Sasuke's childish excitement about getting a new house was wiped away as the evening has come. He didn't want to let Itachi know about the noises he heard... they were just illusions, right? However, he felt that if he didn't let himself to 'relax' just a little, he would surely go insane and destroy this place to the ground. He didn't have big plans, all he knew was to make Itachi sleep well so he wouldn't hear any noises.
...that very way a white pill somehow made its way into Itachi's tea which the brother sipped right before falling asleep. Good dreams, Itachi.
When Sasuke was sure his brother was out like a light, he picked a number to Naruto.
'Sasuke?!', as always, Sasuke had to move away his cellphone from his ear or he would go deaf. He could hear a sound of some party going on in the background. 'How are you?!'
'I'm fine, idiot', the teenager rolled his eyes. 'Do you have some time to come over?'
'No, in the next 200 years'.
Shattered reflection - chapter 15He ain't heavy, he's my brotherMore Like This
"The road is long, with many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where, who knows where?
But I'm strong, strong enough to carry him
He ain't heavy - he's my brother
So on we go, his welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear, we'll get there
But I know he would not encumber me
He ain't heavy - he's my brother"
'No! Just no, forget it, I'm not a baby!', Sasuke waved with his hands all around trying to defend himself from his brother who suddenly started having weird requests. Soon, their little scramble turned into regular fooling around with pretended fight and fits of laughing. 'Stop it!'
'Okay', Itachi's face went suddenly blank, he let go of Sasuke and made steps to leave the kitchen. The younger boy raised his eyebrows, surprised by a sudden change, but soon he was proven wrong when he felt pair of hands wrapping around him from behind. 'You're not paying attention, little brother', Itachi smirked.
'Okay, you won!', Sasuke s
Shattered reflection - chapter 14The invisible wings of a little brotherMore Like This
Itachi stood in a kitchen with his head hung low and listened to his father's complaining. No matter how many reprimends he would get in his short life, it always hurt him inside and made him feel like he was never good enough.
He made a horrible mistake and now he had to deal with the consequences. He thought no one would notice, but dad somehow always managed to find out about anything Itachi would do wrong. He just seemed to ignore if he did something well... because it was expected from him.
He was supposed to close the door and turn the key twice in a keyhole. He turned it only once, because he felt so weakened. He ate very little lately, because father chose to sit for a most of time in the kitchen and Itachi wanted to avoid him as often as possible.
'I couldn't do it', he tried to excuse himself. 'Something in the keyhole blocked and I couldn't turn it the second time'.
'That's bullshit. You were just being lazy', said the father
Too young to dieDear friend, it's getting lateMore Like This
People turned off the lights
Now there's only me
This letter and the open sky
And only stars can see me
And only stars can see how I cry
Dear friend, we hadn't got
enough time to understand
That it was our fault
That it was our end
We thought the world was ours
That wasn't truth
We were too far from our home
Walking all alone
The graveyard became your home
My white dress turned to black
You were the only friend o' mine
You were too young to die
(too young to die... to die... die..)
But it isn't the end my friend
We gonna meet someday
You were too youg to die
You were too youg to die
I want to be with you
But I can't
I have to live my life
The RebelWho are you, rebel?More Like This
Where do you go?
What do you live for
You lost, lonely soul?
You want to scream
To rise in revolt
But you don't do nothing
Just get drunk and fall
Who are you, rebel
You little, junkie punk?
You want to change the world
Or just to have some fun?
You are much too young
To waste your crazy life
If you die, d'you think
Would anybody mind?
Lethal Beer BluesOh, I've seen a manMore Like This
Who has shot himself
His brain was on the wall
You know what I did?
I said: I don't care at all...
And I went out for a beer
Oh, and I've seen my mommy
She couldn't catch her breath
Three minutes went by -
she was lying dead
I said: I don't give a fuck...
And I went out for a beer
I've seen the end of the world
I screamed: 'Oh my God!!!
The bar's gonna be destroyed!!!
we have to save the beer!'
And that's how I
I became a hero
I've been walking through the hell
Just to entertain myself
Devils, sinners - I got bored
So I went out for a beer
We both make the best of teams
So I went out for a beer...
Bad newsIf I lived like I shouldMore Like This
Would it changed your mind?
I've done the best what I could
And I'm still not alright
I can see no sunshine
It has run scared as hell
I wish you were my angel
And you took me away from there
It's getting dark in my town
You would say it is the night
All these words have made me harm
All I want is to get high
I will fall
'Till I reach the bottom
'Till I hit the ground
The damage is already done...
Sick LoveI want you to fallMore Like This
On your knees
I want you to crawl
Scream and bleed
I want you to fall
Just like me
I want you to feel the pain...
You're the one who's to blame
And it's drivin' me insane
'Cause this life is not a game
And it's drivin' me insane
All my life I've been lookin' for someone
Now we're standing hand in hand
And I can't trust anyone
Our love is such a goddamned pain
But I can't wait to see another day!
At the end we are the same
And it's drivin' me insane
And this life is just a game
And it's drivin' me insane
Chocolate Buttons"Chocolate buttons, la la la, how chocolatey they are, doo-bee-doo, I love them so, la di da!" Axl Rose sang out cheerfully, skipping through the door of the large apartment with a bag of Cadbury's chocolate buttons.More Like This
"Chocolate buttons, oh chocolate buttons, I love them sooooooooo!" he finished, striking a pose and holding the buttons up high.
"Axl? What're you singing about now?" Izzy Stradlin appeared from the kitchen, long black hair tied back from his face in a black bandanna and his big, dark grey eyes hidden behind a pair of FCUK designer glasses.
"Buttons, Izzy! Chocolate buttons!" Axl turned to Izzy, dark blue eyes shining in childish happiness. "The almighty buttons!"
Izzy smiled warmly at Axl's expression. "Where's the rest of the guys? All out?"
Axl nodded quickly, throwing his long red hair around. "Yup! They're at a press conference for...something!"
"If you say so..." Izzy shook his head. "Can I have a button then?"
"No!" Axl clutched the buttons close to his chest. "MY b
Take a Break from Technology!Awake before the dawn, beneath a breath of fog, no bulwark to save you.More Like This
Vulnerability, insomnia, impatience.
Parts of you are empty, more parts are cold; and the rest of you... neglected.
Gazing upon the stars, a barrage of icons, a dream tethers away and with it flees humanity.
Remnants of an imaginary slumber cross your eyes into social blindness.
And you are inept.
You are lost.
You are drawn to an electronic medium.
Hands arched over a keyboard, fingers touching keys, but the keys are ice cold, forgotten in your absence.
Your hands caress and your fingers press, but it takes time to give warmth to the object that claims necessity.
But warmth is ultimately obtained and your fingers then focus on the sheer contrast in texture.
The worn and most-used keys all shiny and rubbed raw with your fingerprints; less-used ones lightly textured and almost grainy.
You use this tool of necessity to fulfill a multitude of obligations.
You update this, change the status here, blog that, IM that per
Story with a MoralI... have a hard time deciding who I can and can't trust, so a dear friend of mine told me this little story.More Like This
And of course, I thought I'd share.
A bird was flying along one day and got hit with an arctic chill.
He froze and fell to the ground where he stayed there, stuck... until a cow came along and shit on him.
The warmth melted him and the bird sang merrily, when suddenly a cat pulled the bird out of the pile of shit.
But before the bird could fly away, the cat ate him.
The moral of the story: Not everyone that shits on you does a disservice, but not everyone that pulls you out of shit is a friend.
No rest for a weary heart.Yesterday my mother asked me what IMore Like This
would name my children and I told her that
I did not want any. She scoffed at me
and shook her head, insisting
that once I found the
all of that would change.
And I thought back
to all the times when my palms
sweated and my throat ran dry
and my cheeks heated up just because
a girl walked by whose lips
were so pretty and pink that all I wanted
to do was taste them.
I replied, swallowing the acid
that was threatening to crawl out of
"it will take a lot more than that
to convince me."
Because despite the fact that
the mere thought of a man
with arms that could carry the weight of the
world holding me tight could
make my legs crumble beneath me,
I just don't know if it
would be the right choice.
I remember once
when I let it slip that I supported
those who loved all genders
my parents stared at me as if I
had admitted to murder. "It's wrong,"
my father had exclaimed and to me,
his words were a toxin more deadly
Midnight ballTheir dance, full of swirlsMore Like This
No one is there
Where two lovers meet
At the chamber of eternity
They desperately grip
Near death experience!
And they greedily kiss
Insane like the wind
To the world unseen
Their dance, is it a dream?
He takes her soft hand
Violin plays, they dance
Trapped in the moment of twelve o'clock
Forever midnight when the devil mocks
Life is such a fragile thing
Oblivious, one more swirl...
'Love me, please!' and then she screams
Life is such a fragile thing
'I am scared'
He soothes her fears
'Are we dead?', 'I'm not sure, dear...'
'My dress is stained'
'I don't mind it'
'Can we just dance?'
'That's why we're here'
Sudden wind came in
Waking up their dream
Candle light vanished
One past twelve...
And they perished!
The silencePeople can't take the silenceMore Like This
for it screams loudly at them
With hundreds of memories
and dreams unfullfilled
That's something they really
'Cause when it surrounds them
and hangs in the air
They hear their hearts beating -
...and it makes them scared
They turn on the music
in a hope it'll leave
But it's always right with them
discovering their fears
Oyasumi. How we go to sleep.I'm looking around, dusting the dark corners of this black place, and I realize the spider's web I clean is a silver lining between life and death. I begin to spin letting the web wrap around me so tight, I have no place to bring my friends with me. This certain road - I walk alone. I fall down on the non-existing ground and welcome another shade of black: this time much darker than before.More Like This
I hear someone from far behind me, calling my name... or is it?
What was my name, can you remind me?
The darkness in glasses nods and whispers:
Good night that is then. My name. So strange...
I don't know anymore if the darkness tells me their good byes or calls my name. Laying on the ground, I decide to follow its voice and start crawling.
I leave you here as my adventures are still about to happen. But I'll tell you one thing - if someone gives you this name - be not afraid to go.
Following the echoing voice, I disappear.
'Good night!', the darkness calls.
Can a mirror cry?Late at night I reflect the real youMore Like This
I bite your lip and I close your eyes
Why won't you look deeper within me?
I want to show you how beautiful you are
But you only see some glass and some silver
You don't see a person standing in front of me
So we both clench our fists
And with a trembling sigh we fight our tears
I want to scream, but you keep being quiet
Speak to me! Hell, I'm just a thing...
I would listen carefully to your dreamful confessions
Give me a chance, please - see the real you through me
23.I am a twisted princess who doesn't wait for her princeMore Like This
In a month I'll be crowned, I'll become the queen
And I will rule alone the lands no one has entry in
It only takes some ammount of untaken pills
The broken guitar string holds a note longer than my breath -
23 years of counting, awaiting the death
A blue-headed chickadee sings a song for me
And suddenly on my finger, there appears a ring
Am I married to the nature? To the virgin sky
Which every each day gives a birth to thousands stars?
The princess I am, so I dance with a grace
And despite the bleeding, there's a smile on my face
Excuse me my silliness, I'm still very young girl
Oh, my sweet chickadee, to your song I swirl!
And I laugh in a fever, with a knife stuck in my chest
And my heart's still beating, refusing to rest
I'm on a carousel which takes me up and down...
23 years of this and I'm still madly in love with my life