If I am the rain,
then you are the dust,
and I shall fall down onto you.
I'll show you love
as you've shown me lust,
though I receive no gratitude.
I listen; you speak.
Then I'll pour out my heart,
but it slips through your bone-dry fingers.
In the end, you and I
are worlds too far apart;
you don't love, but your scent always lingers.
interviewer: Today we have an interview with one of the stars of Grammatically Awesome. Sir, please take a seat and make yourself comfortable; the camera is rolling.
Jeffy: Gracias. *he sits and waves at the camera*
interviewer: Alright, let's get started...
What is your name?
Hola. *he waves* I am Jeffy... Jeffy Ramirez.
Do you know why you were named like that?
Well, the last name obviously comes from my Hispanic heritage, but my first name... I dunno; I think I was named after that creepypasta guy, Jeff the Killer. *he shrugs*
Are you single or taken?
I am... single. definitely single. *he hangs his head in embarrassment*
You wake up in a hospital.
At first, you don't realize you're in a hospital; you just think the power's gone out. It's dark -- pitch black -- and you can't see a thing.
You ask about him.
"Who?" they ask. "What are you talking about? There was no one with you." A nurse tells you that you were found unconscious in the woods behind the factory and that your blindness was most likely a result of head-trauma, to which you reply that your head feels fine. It was him.
He stole your eyesight.
The monster with the deer-skull face.
Of course, they don't believe you. Again, the nurse blames "head-trauma" for your "delusions," but you know wh
I've been meaning to do this for a while, but laziness is one of my greatest weaknesses. It has unfortunately come to my attention that deviantART no longer seems to have the respect that it should for artists and their work, and Tumblr seems to be much better than this, so I have decided to store all of my deviations for now (I will decide later which ones to delete and which ones to keep) and move my ass to Tumblr. I love you, my friends, just not this site so much anymore. Goodbye mostly for now, I think...
Dear Fellix-Darrow (https://www.deviantart.com/fellix-darrow),
I don't really know how to tell you this, but I'm joining the Convent. I think I realized it when your dog humped my leg in a clown suit, and I saw you sit on the elephant in the corner. I'm sure you're cowardly enough to understand that I'm allergic to your earlobes. I'm returning the couch cushions to you, but I'll keep your mom as a memory. You should also know that I told in my confession today about the moose poaching, and I love Oprah.
Go drown yourself,
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Dear (choose a random person(the person you will tag I guess .o.)) ,
I don't really know how to t