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Pokemon Type Meme by hevromero Pokemon Type Meme :iconhevromero:hevromero 11,680 1,852 #054 Psyduck by Guilll #054 Psyduck :iconguilll:Guilll 25 6 A Dose Of Buckley - Pill #1 by HeliumLoaded94 A Dose Of Buckley - Pill #1 :iconheliumloaded94:HeliumLoaded94 26 5 A Dose Of Buckley - You Effin Mouthbreather by HeliumLoaded94 A Dose Of Buckley - You Effin Mouthbreather :iconheliumloaded94:HeliumLoaded94 37 26 Rainbow Ninja by quazo Rainbow Ninja :iconquazo:quazo 37 15 Suds by Mr--Jack Suds :iconmr--jack:Mr--Jack 10,267 502 Conversation by De-Pain Conversation :iconde-pain:De-Pain 1,685 206
The Race
Run. Run .Keep running. That was the only thought that was in his head. He knew that if he stopped running it'd be his end. Death was at his heels, he knew. He felt it. Cold as an ice kiss, silent as a shadow but he knew that it was there, always pursuing him, always at his back. Searching for him, his next victim in that long list that all the humans fear and no one knows. No one except him, the runner. Oh yes, he knew of the list. He knew of the plan. Everything was part of the plan.
He felt the fatigue, the hunger. His throat was dry, he felt it like sand. But even in that conditions he knew that he had to run. He had to tell the world of the plan. Some people would think him crazy but others would believe him or at least he expected that. Most of the world was blind, they didn't see the plan. How couldn't they? He asked to himself as he runned. Everything was in front of them, the plan exposed, but they didn't see. Sometimes he thought that people could know but they refused to 'ca
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The Promise
Some night. Some year. The encounter happened anyway. Two they were. Male and female,Ying and Yang, connected by something greater than them both,with no clues, no advices, just there, watching each other.
The man decided to talk, she answered. Timid at first, curious after, and happy after that, only that they didn't knw that in the moment. They were afflicted by the curse of men, the curse of not knowing the moment of peak happiness when it's happening.
After a while, the man devoted his time to look into her eyes. Sad, big, green eyes. Green as summer's grass, as the leaves in spring. So bright and alive, and also so sad, like she's carrying a burden beyond comprehension, something that only her mind knew. She had the eyes of a believer, the eyes of someone who hasn't lost hope yet, that endures and hangs of that little trace of light in this dark world we are. He saw promises, love, light, and also darkness and doubt. She had doubts about his words, about the moment. She didn't tru
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USA Mushroom by Meufer USA Mushroom :iconmeufer:Meufer 10 7 England Mushroom by Meufer England Mushroom :iconmeufer:Meufer 1 0 RedVBlue by RoyalChameleon RedVBlue :iconroyalchameleon:RoyalChameleon 2 2
I am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.
I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger
I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you
I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is
I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew
I am gay.
And I have experienced hate
From more people than just you
I am gay.
And I wont change.
I wont give up.
I wont back down.
I wont pretend.
I wont lie.
I wont deny.
I wont hide.
I wont hurt.
I am gay.
And that's okay.
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Vote 4 Carlin by richardnixon38 Vote 4 Carlin :iconrichardnixon38:richardnixon38 55 20
couldn't blue
i draw a picture of
tomorrow morning:
a man in a silver box sells
75 cent coffee and bad bagels.
his shirt is the kind of blue no one ever
tried to name a crayon after.
dust-plastic blue,
tried to love you
and the morning is that same color,
the color of canned lightning-bugs and
unfiltered cigarettes and desire,
because that is all you
draw with couldn't blue.
i pay him 1.25 in change and purse-lint
so that a fourth-world factory can make more
silver boxes to sell more things
more stale blueberry muffins.
and he will keep gathering change
in 75 cent purse-lint increments
in the small sinking townships of
all the couldn't blue mornings.
and he will keep gathering the
ugly colors of
another side of desire
and he will wear those colors
on a shirt
those colors no one
liked enough
to name.
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Twinleaf is my first foray into fanfic.  I'm a sports fan and a Pokémon fan, so I wondered would would happen if Pokémon was a sport.  I started thinking about my first region, Sinnoh, and how it would be different if Pokémon was a sport where the best trainers compete for fame and glory as well as cash.  Soon a whole story formed in my head, loosely based around the plot of Platinum but with Gym leaders and other high-level trainers treated like professional athletes are today.  I'm having fun with it so far, and any comments and criticism will be appreciated :)


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