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KissOne the day we met,
I knew you were the one.
I'm happy Myranda introduced us.
We talked for a week,
I knew there was something there.
"well, what are you waiting for?
Go get your boyfriend."
I went upstairs.
Turned my back on Myranda's door.
And you jumped out while I turned towards you.
There was a dog bone on the floor.
I nearly face planted into a tv.
You caught me and we laughed.
All four of us sat upstairs,
Myranda and Cliff had the couch.
You the chair and I sat between your legs
We held hands the entire time.
I looked up at you.
Our eyes locked the entire time.
"Just kiss already!"
We ignored her.
Our eyes locked again.
I turned around.
you leaned down.
Our lips locked.
It was the most magical experience of my life.
We didn’t stop making out for god knows how long.
Myranda and Cliff left without our notice.
We broke and looked lovingly into each other’s eyes.
It wasn't my first time,
Mine was with a girl- vomit was involved
Emotional Switch (Razor)Where did that emotional switch go?
It used to be how I made it through,
Through all the shit in my life.
Through my father's hatred of me,
The extreme sadness,
The worst of my pain.
I could turn off my emotions like that.
Be indifferent to all.
Ignore what was wrong.
So where has it gone?
I need that switch now.
It's not getting easier.
This is the closest I've been in a while.
I'm close to the edge,
Close to giving up on it all.
Life is pain.
Why can't I find it?
I don’t think I can do this anymore.
Four months together,
and now I can't work.
Without that switch,
I don't think I can live.
I was finally happy,
So I threw it out.
I shouldn't have.
Why does it have to hurt this much?
The George of old is gone,
All because of one boy.
I was whole,
And now my heart is smashed.
The razor's inviting me to play,
And no one is actually helping.
I don't think I can be fixed.
I just don’t think i
Sweet CamerenI'm not over you.
I've tried everything.
I'm drinking to try to forget now,
But all the vodka and rum in the world
Won't erase my memories of you.
I've sought comfort in the arms of another.
They just make me feel worse,
Cause its not their arms I want around me at night,
My sweet Cameren.
Friends keep you out for a while,
But when I'm alone, you creep back in.
I've danced the night away,
Stayed focused on my classes,
But with the books away,
And an actual nights sleep,
The truth is spelled out.
You plague my mind and my dreams,
My sweet Cameren.
My family doesn't know how I feel,
I hide from them.
I'd rather they think I'm happy,
Than know how fucked up I am.
I loved you with all my heart,
I finally felt human with you,
And its been four months of torture,
I don't think I can take it anymore.
My sweet Cameren.
Your sister knows how I feel,
As does your special buddy.
Myranda knows how I feel.
And so do your parents,
My sweet Cameren.
I can't figure out where we went wrong,
ChaseYou were the first person I loved,
with my heart, body, and soul.
The one who sent me on my path of self-discovery
And made me enjoy life for the first time.
You'll always be as my memories,
Though I won't be in yours.
July 4thJuly 4th, our country's birthday, and look how far we've fallen.
Our economy is in the crapper,
Extreme right nutbags are taking over,
The government can't work together to make a simple agreement.
We celebrate the worthless,
Make the trivial important.
American Ingenuity use to make the world go round,
But no one has it any more.
The last good Idea to come from this country was to revolt from Britain.
Still wonder why our economy is so broken down even suicide looks like a good Idea?
Our country use to inspire revolutions,
And actually, it still does,
However, now all we do is protect the governments that give us oil,
Or give that country a new regime that will give us what we want cheaper.
And if the government doesn’t have anything we want,
We say “fuck ‘em.”
Now the “Tea Party” wants to change America back to what it once was,
But we’ve already passed the point of no return.
And judging from the remarks of their leaders,
They have ab
AnonymousHis eyes roll back
And the damned are released form their prisons
Only to vanish into a pitch black abyss.
For them he cares not,
But for his act he feels great shame,
Only after the greatest pleasure.
DreamSo I was in this hospital with a few friends,
Probably Dilley Ridge,
Volunteering, helping out with some patients.
When the hospital closed down for the night,
We went outside.
Out there, slowly walking towards the building,
Was a giant of a man,
Dragging a heavy axe.
He had a burlap sack on his head
With three vertical eyes painted on it,
A sadistic, joker-like smile too.
He was coming again to kill people in the hospital,
Just as he had last night.
My five friends and I were there,
We barely survived,
Though how I am not sure.
We figured, go to our car and not stare at him
(Staring is what prompted his attack the night before).
We tried our hardest,
But our hardest wasn't good enough.
I looked for just a second.
He stopped and turned towards me.
As he raised his axe,
I shouted run.
We got to our car and all piled in.
We couldn't see him,
He had disappeared.
His axe swung down from above,
Cleaving the engine in half.
We scrambled out and resumed our run.
I saw a van just up ahead,
Personification: DepressionAbstract noun
Depression has lost the one he loves, the only person he ever had.
He wants it all to halt,
Believes it's his fault.
Now he has scars straight up and down his veins,
Formed by many attempts to end his pain,
Hidden from everyone by his long, dark clothes.
It all started when he and Joy were robbed by Loath,
And in a flash of gun powder, Joy was dead,
He lost all will he had to survive,
His whole reason to be alive,
And his "friends" deserted him in his time of need,
Save for three,
Despair, Desperation, and Despondency.
They know what he's going through,
It's happening to them too.
Joy wouldn't want him this way, so he's trying to get better,
No longer a zombie going through the motions,
He doesn't attempt suicide at every junction.
He sits in his psychiatrist's office and explains it all,
She'll help him back to where he was before last fall.
He'll live life for the both of them.
High schoolFour years ago I entered your halls for the first time,
And since that date I have faced many trials and tribulations.
Social Services came around and threatened my mom,
I lost my best friend,
I struggled to get by,
And who I am was realized.
And that was only the beginning.
In the next year
I spent only three months in your traditional halls,
And it seemed as though fortune favored me,
I gained unlikely friends,
And build an actual social life;
I fell in love for the first time
And in class I could do no wrong.
However, this is not what fate had in store.
I had my first seizer,
Broke my first bone,
And was forced to move to Columbus,
Away from a life that perfection was nearing.
I got a choice for schools,
Either gang infested or online.
I made the right choice.
As proven by still being alive.
I learned to hate God,
Who gave me a taste of how wonderful life could be
Only to yank it away.
Once again I was alone
(Text and MySpace offer no comfort),
And I had no reason to try
Hetalia X Neko Reader Pt14
Hetalia X Neko Reader
Lesson in Fighting
After breakfast Natalia lead (Name) to a room in the basement. The room is painted a light blue with various weapons, shields and armor around the room. What caught (Name) eye ere four pair of military uniform but before she could go look at them she was dragged across the room. (Name) watches as Natalia pulls out a practice dummy. The dummy looks like a crude rag doll with blond hair and light violet eyes. (Name) stares at it for a minute before she feels something being pressed into her hand. (Name) looks down to see Natalia giving her a small dagger. She takes it and examines it. It is slightly larger than her hand with a polished wood hilt and shiny silver blade.
“I saw many weapons in Japan nut nothing like this, it’s so small”
“It’s a dagger” Natalia says bluntly “I want you to stab the dummy with it”
“But I don’t want to” (Name) says
“This is self-defense, I am trying
Attack on Titan x Reader - I'm in the Band (Ch. 1)[Author's Note: This is a college marching band AU. Since Reader-chan is a new freshman, she shall be expected to act shy. Also, Reader-chan shall play the clarinet. Apologies to anyone reading who does not play clarinet, but look on the bright side: You'll be clarinet buddies with Armin and Marco~!]
Chapter One: Introductions
My face flushed involuntarily as I quickly walked toward the many rows of fold-out chairs. I kept my eyes on the floor when my rear hit the chair at the end of the back row, and I tried my best to block out the loud chatter coming from almost every other mouth in the room. I was greatly outnumbered by strangers, what looked to be over a hundred other people seated in the giant rectangular formation of chairs set out at the front of the room.
I allowed my eyes to scan the room and its inhabitants. A man sat patiently at the front facing the crowd of people. I recognized him. He was Erwin Smith, the band director, the man for whom I had auditioned. He was ve
Fools Gold (Netherlands x Reader)
(Netherlands x Reader)
Warning. This is not a happy story.
“I want a divorce.” His voice was cool and sharp, calming almost, as if the way those four words rolled off of his tongue without a care in the world, no sense of reluctance in them in the least. The words of anti that were soon to erupt from my own caverns held silent, my lips pushed tightly together in pure disbelief. I knew this was going to happen but…not this soon, not now. The tall man sat up from our love seat, the clink of his boots bruised against the carpeted floors; ignoring my face as if I didn’t exist. I heard the door slam, awaking me from my state of being before running to the door after him, the only thing in his wake was the entryway.
“Tim!” I was given no response aside from a look that I’d grown to
The Bank Job and Night Attack
"There you go miss, you've worked hard all day and so take the rest of the day off." A large man wearing a black ski mask told a young woman along with a bunch of other young women who all wore a blue bank outfit along with dark or nude tights and stockings and some still wore their high heel blue shoes while others lost theirs in a struggle.
They were all lined up behind the cashier counter, brown packing tape was wrapped around their upper bodies and wrists along with their ankles as several strips kept them gagged. They struggled and grunted on the floor as three males and their female boss was in the middle of robbing the bank they were in.
"Mfpmfffmfm!" They all grunted fearfully looking scared as the vice bank manager was just as scared and left unbound as she was pushed towards the vault.
"Open it, we don't want any of your employees getting hurt." The boss said with a smile as the vice manger stuttered out some words.
"I-I-I don't k-know how-"
"Ah ah ah, don't finish that sente
Faith of the Heart-Part 3-Ch 24Faith of the Heart
Part 3: Chapter 24
SHE'S IN LOVE
Written by DisneyFan-01
HTML Coding by Shadow20X6
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The day drifted along quickly and once the next morning came around, Marina and the boys spent the whole day with the daughters of Triton getting to know all of them better. Although Ariel spent most of her times on her own daydream, singing to herself, and swimming in circles like she was dancing, the sisters went on telling the gang all of their interests and hobbies.
As Marina did well in keeping her secret of really being a human with a disguise of a mermaid, the mer-sisters
Pluto X reader (One-shot)
You were walking And you were passing by the Phantomhive mansion when you were suddenly tackled you the ground. "HEY!" You cried as you hit the ground. Then you felt something licking your face. Opening your eyes you saw what looked like a boy licking you, which resulted in you blushing madly. "H-HEY, GET OFF!" You cried. "Why are you licking me?" The 'boy' continued to lick you. "Pluto!" A voice called. "Come here, Pluto!" The voice added. The 'boy' that was licking you got off of you and ran in the direction of the voice. You sat up and saw another boy.
"Sorry about Pluto." The other boy said. "He's really a dog, so he does that." You stared blankly, but then nodded. "My name is Finnian." The boy said. "I'm (Y/N)." You replied. Pluto went back over and tackled you again and resumed licking your face. Finnian sighed. "well, I tried to get him off of you, Miss (Y/N)." He said. You just giggled.
Pluto licked your face a few more times and then nuzzle
Mouse in the House: Chapter 1Corin shook nervously as he scampered through the crack in the wall. Corin was coverd in messy, grey fur. He had a mess of brown hear on his head, and big, golden eyes. A belt with tiny, makeshift tools was wrapped around his waist. He pushed a wheeled, wooden board ahead of himself, upon which sat a little rope. The rope was made from fishing wile, while the wheels were made of beads. Corin was followed by his brother Howey, who ran alongside him. They were followed by a few more of their fellow scavengers.
"Remember the plan." Howey said. "We sneak into the kitchen, grap some food, put it in the tray, and rush out.
"I know, I know." Corin protested, scratching his big fluffy ear. "I heard you the first time."
Corin and his friends were a race known as Neeras. They were part human, and part mouse. But mostly mouse. They lived in a world of giant, talking animals. Neeras, unfortunately, weren't giants; they were about as small as a giant's toe. Sometimes even SMALLER. That meant they h
Kile and Gib Role-Play: Revenge 1
It was a kind of cloudy day around. One in which it almost seems the world was quiet as everyone stays indoors and flips through their television channels to find nothing on to watch. Most all except for one. Kile was currently riding on his bike to his house in the gloomy day. He liked it like this because it was quiet and sometimes he could hear the distant roars and grumbles of thunder in the distance. Plus he never minded getting stuck in the rain because he was part shark. Eventually he headed down a gravel road off of the main road that wasn't far from the main house he stayed in. Once he reached the end, he chained up his bike like he always did in the garage of the two story house he often stayed in.
Kile headed in and took off his ball cap and shoes, then went into his big bedroom on the main floor to lay down. On his way he passed the den and took a small glance under the couch. It was his own force of habit now. He did it mostly out of anticipation that maybe he'd find
Alguna vez has oído esa frase muy popular de “LAS APARIENCIAS ENGAÑAN” ,bueno es verdad, pero también es mentira. Tal vez no te guste como eres y finges ser alguien falso, o tienes un mal día y finges que nada paso para no explicar por qué estas así, o todas esas veces en las que te preguntaron “Estas bien” y tu respondiste “si” cuando tú sabes que no es así. Dime cuantas veces no has ocultado tus lagrimas: en tu cuarto, en el baño o hasta en tus propios ojos… para que nadie se preocupe y piensen que estas perfectamente!!!! QUE ES UNO DE LOS MEJORES DIAS!!!!! Pues es mentira todas son apariencias y tu bien lo sabes, todos alguna vez hemos vivido eso, por razones personales o no. Bueno a mi me pasa eso todos los días, yo no soy real con nadie, ni siquiera conmigo misma, todos los días me veo al espejo y me digo “esta eres tu, todos creen que eres esta,, así que esta tienes q
Mira FujitaMira Fujita
Age: 532 (appears 17)
Birth date: April 24 1478
Date of Rebirth: August 1495
Height: 5 foot 4 inches
Skin color: Creamy white
Hair Length: Short
Style: no distinct hair style
Eye color: Gold with purple swirl in center
Power: Can seduce any human, werewolf, or vampire and get them to do as he ask
Mate: Daisuke Yamamoto
Strength: Sex; Immune to Shiro's powers and Atlai's Poison
Weakness: Pagan Religious signs
Likes: Being near his mate; human blood after sex
Dislikes: Pedophiles; Nyxie
Desires: Kill Nyxie; Kill Lucas and Shiori
Born into noble bloodline sometime in 1478, Mira lived a sheltered life within the confines of his families estate. When he leaves the estate after his fourteenth birthday to visit one of the nearby villages,
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