Kindnesses ForgottenTreasures given in light of the friendships I've lost,More Like This
A way of filling the gap made by difference.
The place for you in my heart is now covered in frost
And sealed by the growing distance.
And how can I hide my face from you?
You, who retains all other friends.
And now I am unsure if I really knew
Just what I wanted to come of the end.
And so I set aside my hate and extend a hand
But it will not be had by you or another.
I am the victim of a sinking ship, unmanned,
Who grieves over the loss of a brother.
2,000 point (incl PM!) giveaway! This is now over, thank you all for joining! Winners are listed below.More Like This
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SometimesSometimes I would switch his benzodiazepines with placebos, and he would jerk awake at night, wet and scared, and I would say, "it was just a dream."More Like This
And he would mumble something by the sounds of, "oh," and wouldn't look at me.
The darkness consumes his mind sometimes, especially in his dreams. It always longs for release, this darkness, but in the waking world it is caged while he utilized its power for his own. During sleep, however, its confinement sinks along with consciousness and the supposedly restful period is bombarded with a cruel torture torn right from the pages of a surrealist's work. Except this darkness knew all his fleshy tender parts and would nestle right up inside them, poking around, rubbing them raw and leaky.
Sometimes I would comfort him. Other times I would just watch him as he passed through reality like a walking dream, as though a sudden shift would occur at any moment and he would awaken to the nightmare once more.
Sometimes, his shell stripped clean, he wo
10 Reasons To Buy Toilet Paper1) To stuff my bra in hopes that you'll see me tonightMore Like This
2) To dry the tears from my eyes when you don't
3) To blow my nose and try again tomorrow
4) To keep in my pocket just in case
5) To dab my lipstick before our date
6) To fix my mascara after you say you love me
7) To clean my glasses and see the truth on your collar
8) To wipe the crap off of your lips when you swear I'm the only one
9) To use every roll to cover your house in blankets of white
10) To replace the toilet paper I wasted on you
Gourmet Novel RecipeRecipe for Writing a NovelMore Like This
Serves: 1. If you’re J K Rowling, billions.
- 1 Tin standard cat food
- 1 Laptop/Computer
- 250g cat biscuits
- 5 Pens, various colours.
- 1 stuffed cat toy with bell
- 1 pouch slightly fussier cat food
- 1 sachet gourmet cat food
- 1 bottle of wine, red or white
- 1 Wine glass (Large)
- 1 300g Tin of tuna
Cooking time: 2-5 years
(Preparation time approximately 10-60 minutes depending on condition of desk and computer speed)
1. Clear space on desk. If you do not have respective space for junk, throw on floor. Place paper and pens in clear space.
2. Turn on computer and allow 10 minutes for slow loading time. Add 2-3 sighs as windows update informs to restart computer. Restart computer and allow a further 10 minutes.
3. Once computer is ready, open up new document.
1. Begin with your plot. Open internet to several pages, use pens and paper to mix r
Distance means nothing, tribute to :icontacokart: Distance has no meaning in my life, whether its distance between friends or whether its the distance between deceased family members and myself as long as they are in my heart they are always with me. Friends have spread around and spread out but they are and always will be in my heart and no matter how far apart we are nothing will change out friendship. There is one friend specifically that this is directed at and you know who you are and i know i am not always good at showing my feelings but i want you to know you are always going to be my best friend and my brother and knowing you has changed my life a lot before i knew you i was very angry with the world but after we became good friends it all changed because you gave me a reason to appreciate life and to always live life to the fullest and nothing will ever change our friendship whether its thousands of miles between us or none your my brother and i love you.More Like This
Red RosesA blossoming red roseMore Like This
Where the bullet lovingly bit,
As a smile on the face
Softly whispers the word
VindicationThe good news was, he was telling the truth; Rusty really wasn't the werewolf. The bad news was, the silver bullet still killed him instantly.More Like This
I'll Stay Right HereMy hands snaked up to her shoulder, both my knees making dents on the mattress. My posture lefts my legs hanging off the bed, making the thought of a hand reaching to pull them cross my mind. I shook her once, calling her name. "Wake up."More Like This
She didn't budge.
The longer my feet hung on the air, available for grabbing, the harder I shook her. "Wake up"
A sharp intake of breath signaled her waking "What? What?"
Something in my voice must have alarmed her, because she sat up at a speed that was almost fast "Why're you waking me Allie, what happened?"
"I'm ok, I'm fine. Can we talk somewhere else, the room is too small."
"The room is too small." A shade of desperation and hysteria crept into my voice. A single bed and a built-in closet was the only thing there was space for in the guest room. I needed space.
She took it in stride, as if deciding where to have a conversation was decided by the size of the venue was a normal occurrence. "Well, let's go" there was a
When I Was 13I am just a little boy in a grown man’s shellMore Like This
Who finds himself lost in a daydream
That my mind manifested one Monday morning
On the cusp of being aged thirteen
Sitting on a plastic chair in a stale classroom
Looking out of the rain lashed window
Thoughts turn to the length of my imagination
And indeed what distance it could go
I was snapped back to reality as always
With my tank topped teacher's booming cry
This was not the first, nor would it be the last time
I would find myself preoccupied
Classmates around me may live their life linear
Like most people who have gone before
But I can’t see the point of a mind’s vast landscape
If I am not going to explore
I am just a little boy in a grown man’s shell
Who’s become lost in a lonely life
For me reality had not been the ruler
But it most certainly had been rife
Sitting on a leather chair in a stale office
Looking out of the sun starved window
My imagination was plotting it's escape
Leaving no clues to where