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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
Allies x Reader: A new AllyI do now own hetalia or you!
(Name)= your name
(C/n) = country name
(E/c) =eye color
(H/l)= hair length
" " = actually speaking
' ' = what your thinking
(With the allies)
"Alright dudes!! Let's get this meeting goin!!" America shouted as he slammed his fist down on the table.
"Yes but where's (c/n)? They should be here considering their joining us today. Da?" Russia said. England nodded. "Obviously. Maybe it got lost." He said in a snarky tone. "It?" Russia said. "Well have any of you even seen them before?" England asked. They all shook their head. "Ohonon maybe it is a beautiful girl! Zhat would be nice oui?" France said. "She should be young. My boss said that she is about in her mid teens. Maybe 15, 16 aru." China said. Before anyone could say anything else could be said they heard the door slightly creek open. "H-hello? Is this the Allies meeting?" A small female voice asked. "Yes it is. Come in." Arthur said turning to the door. The door was opened wider to
A sad little dragon (working title)Some time ago, a blue dragon with green horns hatched out of a blue egg with green spots. He had a very big family, with lots of uncles, aunts, and many cousins. But he only had one sister; a purple dragon with red horns. The little blue dragon also had a Papa and a Momma, both of whom he loved very much.
But when the blue dragon was only beginning to learn to walk on his chubby little legs, his Momma dragon got sick. It wasn't a sickness you could see, like the measles or the chickenpox. Momma dragon changed, in a very scary way. She was angry, and mean to the other dragons. And one day, when the little blue dragon woke up, his momma was gone. All of the adults were very sad, especially Papa dragon.
"Where is Momma?" Asked the little blue dragon.
"She flew away, little dragon." Papa said.
"Where did she go?" Asked the little blue dragon.
"To a place very far away, where little dragons can never fly to."
The little blue dragon never saw his momma again. And he was sad.
Years went by, a
Adobe Slabs Segment 3
A glass dish clanked against the cold metal sink. M fumbled to catch it. A pause in the conversation led M to believe the others probably stopped to look over at him. That, or because Billy had taken another long swig of beer. M couldn't be sure; he tried to play it off like nothing happened.
Billy exhaled. “She’s at home with my mom. She's been napping around this time every day lately. It works for me so I didn’t wanna break that habit.”
"Oh! That's convenient! A little disappointing though, I was hoping to meet her..."
“Daughter?” M said quietly, thinking it to himself more than anything.
All at once the three guests looked over at M.
"Like... Daughter, daughter?" M asked.
"Um." Billy started.
Princess Rabbit 1 (China x Reader)
(China x Reader)
Hey everyone! I just wanted to apologize on how late this chapter is…..seriously. I’ve been going through some continuous medical issues since Summer began and have recently been discharged from it all (thank goodness). Anyways, I want to get a great start on this along with my other stories! Thank you for being so patient so without further ado, Princess Rabbit.
Strongly based on the anime Princess Jellyfish and no, I will not be simply rescripting the anime I’m only basing the plot line around it, loosely at that.
“Are you sure you don’t wat one of us to come w
Atomic Hearts 1 (Japan x Android!Reader)
(Japan x Android!Reader)
Hey everyone! I just wanted to apologize on how late this chapter is…..seriously. I’ve been going through some continuous medical issues since Summer began and have recently been discharged from it all (thank goodness). Anyways, I want to get a great start on this along with my other stories! Thank you for being so patient so without further ado, Atomic Hearts.
The Uncanny Valley
The smell of gas hung in the air, it’s strong yet pungent scent causing my nose to scrunch up slightly. It reminded me too much of the city, I didn’t like it, it made me miss my small countryside abode.
“Mr. Honda, I do believe that we can cha
Faith of the Heart-Part 3-Ch 23Faith of the Heart
Part 3: Chapter 23
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"Gene!" Marina called out. "Gene! Are you up there!?"
There was no answer coming from the Argentum.
"Gah," she grunted and called again. "GENE! Are you there?!"
With her head and shoulders over the water by the hull of the ship, Marina paced in a small circle waiting for a reply. She had in her hand a bag that was once piece of cloth that she tied together at the corners. What she had inside the cloth she had to keep a secret from a certain captain f
Virus - VT Series - #2: The UniversesWhile the three other siblings stared in shock, Bethany was the only one who pulled herself out of surprise to explain everything. She told them where they lived, who they were and about the YouTube channel. Like to her character, Gertrude managed to describe where they were.
‘We’re in a world called Garry’s Mod. Not this ‘Earth’. You said we’re in a game, yes? Well, that’s a real universe. Each game created has its own universe. And this is ours. Funny thing is, ours is right next to yours. That’s why we can see you so clearly.’
‘But how come you can see us?’ Bethany asked.
Gertrude shrugged. ‘Still figuring that out, honestly.’
Mature as she was, she was also gifted with not just kindness but intelligence too. She turned round to Papa and said, ‘If we can open the portal fully, then it’ll let them get into our universe. Maybe they can help with the-,’ she raised her eyebrows, hiding what e
Blackout Days (bit 1) I remember the Blackout Days, when I was young and machines thrummed. Dark days, yes, but there was the tiniest streak of light on the horizon called hope. Baseball players wore black uniforms; it was easier to see them against the floodlights. We didn’t have pets; anything was considered fair game for the table in those lean times. But we kept the machines running, and focused on that strip of light on the horizon.
Looking back now after so many years, it’s amazing that we took it all in stride. But it was just the way things were. I was twelve when I began work in the factory, my schooling done. But I was proud; I was doing something important. I was feeding the machines, making sure they never stopped. I didn’t really know at the time what might happen if they stopped, but I knew it was something bad. It was every citizen’s duty to contribute, to keep those machines working. I was glad to do it, even though my hearing is diminished now from the no
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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