Friendship is not absurd“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up.More Like This
But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.”
How many of us have ever claimed to be okay without any kind of help? I could tell you about one that nearly lost the life because of it.
Humans are not meant to be lonely beings, as much as some of us insist that friendship is a shortcut or a weakness or any other excuse that involves friendship being something else to worry about. I could tell you about someone who thought nobody deserved their trust or care simply because of how dishonest and poor were the hearts of the people and in the end failed miserably to live a happy life.
I could tell you how sad it was for that person to find peace, constantly suffering over the time due to the lack of support, piled up problems and isolation that lead them to a profound depression, which only lead to a reinforcement of a wall against friend
The Laws of AttractionHe likes to tell me how stars work.More Like This
He explains that Hydrogen ignites, collides, infuses -
and while he’s talking I am trying
to stifle the reverb in my heartbeat.
I try and stop my heart going supernova.
He tells me that the Hydrogen fuses into Helium
and eventually the star runs out of each -
I try not to be forcibly reminded
of every time I run out of Oxygen when he smiles at me -
I’m trying to listen.
He details how the stars elements burn out
one by one
creating heavier elements that burn less brightly.
I’m comparing stars to love
because to me, Hydrogen, Nitrogen or Iron -
a star’s still a star at all its stages
and I love the stars.
He whispers to me
about how these elements disperse
how they reform and relapse
and I recall how stars become everything
He’s got his hands in my hair and his grip round my heart
so when the silence falls I can’t help but rush;
‘There’s static energy in my
Je veux rireJe voudrais etre cette fille que j'entends rireMore Like This
Je voudrais simplement etre celle qu'il admire.
On dit que l'amour rend aveugle
Mais je vois tout ce que cache son regard espiegle.
Je le regarde, je lui souris
Il l'apercois et avec elle il s'enfuit.
Pourquoi cet amour n'est-il pas mutuel
Pourquoi la vie m'est-elle si cruelle?
J'ai toujours su qu'un jour elle partirait
C'est d'un autre gars qu'elle reverait.
Comment savoir s'il pourrait un jour m'aimer
Je crois qu'il est temps de finalement me confier.
Dans une lettre, je lui ecris
Tous ce qu'il n'a pas encore comprit.
Je le vois courir vers moi,
Et je n'ai pas le temps de lui demander pourquoi.
Il me prend dans ses bras tendrement,
Se penche et m'embrasse fougueusement.
Je reprends mon souffle et je ris,
Il se redresse et me regarde, surprit.
Je ris pour exprimer ma joie,
De finalement etre avec toi.
Je suis maintenant entrain de rire,
Car je suis enfin celle que tu admire!
commissions (2 slots)main account m44angryMore Like This
I accept cash ONLY. Cash payments through paypal only.
2/2 slots open
Waist up - 6 USD
+ 6USD each additional character
Full body - 12 USD
+ 12 USD each additional character
Chibi - 10 USD
+ 10 USD each additional character
1200 x 1600 in dimension for waist up (will be bigger for full body)
quick sketch and coloring
random colored background
Parenting - by author1212 (Bear Vore)Warning: the following story contains soft vore, mild digestion and transformation. If you don't like these, then do not read this.More Like This
But if you like them, enjoy the story!
I walked down the olden path, lightly crying to myself. My parents died a week ago, killed by bandits, leaving me, a seven year old boy, alone in the harsh, unforgiving world.
I was drifting wondrously, with all my belongings in just a backpack. My blanket, which I have had since I was four years old. I also had all my food provisions in there.
With such a small amount of food and water, I knew I wouldn't last long. As I was wondering, I was searching for the town of Malotoba, which had the biggest market place in the world.
I heard a rustle in the bushes, causing me to jump in surprise. I instantly unsheathed my dad's hunting knife, which he had given me before he died. I knew that now it was my only tool of defence.
Fear gripped my heart as a massive beast stood above the bushes. It wa