I should have been a boy.LAWLYOUR BOY SIDE.[x] You love hoodies.[x] You love jeans.[x] Dogs are better than cats.[x] It's hilarious when people get hurt and fall.[x] You've played with/against boys on a team.[x] Shopping is torture.[x] Sad movies suck.[ ] You own an XBOX. [ ] You played with Hot Wheels as a little kid.[ ] At some point in life you wanted to be a firefighter.[x] You owned a DS, PS2, or Sega. [ ] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.[ ] You watch sports on TV. )[x] Gory movies are cool.[ ] You used to go to your dad for advice.[ ] You have at least 1 trophy of a sport.[ ] You used to play Yu-Gi-Oh.[x] Baggy sweat pants are nice to wear.[ ] It's kind of weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.[x] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors.[x] You love to go crazy and not care what other people think.[ ] Sports are fun.[x] You sometimes talk with food in your mouth.[ ] You sleep at night with your socks on.[x] You hav
Purely SuicideA knife to her throatA gun to his headA rope to their neckA building for their jumpThey want to end itThey think they mustThey think they don't deserve itThis life they're givenThey've been told;They're useless, they're nothingThey mean only distress,They deserve the worst.They do, they dieThey're free from the hateThey're free from the liesThey're free from the worldThey're free from the life.
Too late.Touching your face,Feeling the coldLetting your numb hand slipFalling down and grabbing the rope.That taunting piece of material.Trying. Trying hard to pull free from it.Knowing it's too late.No hope. No feeling. Nothing.As your limp body pulls harder, you know.As gravity tried to defy, you know.As your head starts spinning, you know.As your room gets blurry, you know.It's too late to back out. Too late to run free.Too late to try a different way, a quicker way.You know, that this way, is nearly over.It has a hold on you. One you can't pull from.One that's too strong. One that's telling you.It's over.You've left.You've lost.You've won.You're done.You're gone.Forever out of that world.
EmoA blade, my saviourSpilt blood, my releaseA corner, my homeDeath, my peace.
How life of thought love turns outIt's your entire faultI blame youYou changed meBut what did I do?I loved and believed.Cared and looked after.Yet you took me for granted,But still won me over with laughterYou wondered whyI would cry in the nightBut all you needed to doWas to look out of obvious sightYou'd yell and storm outI'd fall and break downYou'd come back and say "sorry"And I'd believe and reboundI'd ask myself whyWhy I'd still go backAfter the pain and the hurtLove of which there was lackWhy would you do that?I can't understand, why did you changeI don't blame you, but himThat friend of yours that I had always found strangeHe made you worseToo bad for me to handleThat last little thing you didThat's when my love went out like a candleI had no idea it could happenThat you'd change and I'd loseLose you and lose meYou by heart and me by nooseBut after it allBefore it was just too lateI faintly saw you run inAnd thereafter, changed my fateYou picked me upAnd cut me downSaved me
Nightmare or what?Luanna found herself lost in the bush as it was getting dark. She turned around to head back, but it was too dark to see anything, and she didn't have a torch. After stumbling in the dark for what seemed like hours, Luanna finally fell to her knees. Just as she hit the ground she heard something. A voice? It sounded like a woman's voice."Imprisoned beneath the world," it whispered."Huh?" Luanna asked, "Katya, Chex? Is that you?""Where the soulless dwell" the voice hissed seductively"This isn't funny guys! Quit it!" she exclaimed"Lies a place where the damned call home!" whispered the voice againBy now, Luanna was snapping her head from left to right, trying to see through the dark where the mysterious voice was coming from."A place where the virtuous hide in fear," sang the voice eerilyLuanna was, by this time, rocking on the ground in the fatal position, with her head in clawed hands and nails unknowingly drawing blood from her forehead, repeatedly crying in a whisper, "Stop,
Secret CrushYou'll never seethe tears I crywhen you are away.You'll never know howmuch I feel about you.I'll never know if you feelthe same way about me.I'll never know yourtender touch upon my skin.I'll never be able to hearyour sweet voice on the phone.I'll always hold a special placein my heart for you.Yet you'll never be able to hugme when I need someone tohold me.You are always so sweet to meand I love your gentle spirit.Yet you'll still never know howmuch seeing you gone makesme ache inside.How much all the words you sayto me were real. How each emotionI wish were true.I want you to be happy but I know deepinside I'll never be happy with you.Beth Akins 9:21 PM 2/10/2008
Count the WaysI wrote your name 1,003 times on multiple pieces of paper, In books, on my desk, with broken hearts,In print. In cursive. Smeared by tears, On chalkboards, On posters, Things I could burn, Things I could break,Anything that said you existed but no more-- In hopes my hands would be utterly exhausted,Would loathe the very thought of your name, And I would no longer find it slipping into my poetry,My stories, my dreams, my thoughtsMY HEAD.I wrote my name by itself without yours 2,056 times
UNTITLED Prussia X dying!blind!ReaderIt was about 1:30 when he got the call no hello no goodbye just your friend is _____ dying. Gilbert’s phone fell from his pale hands.“____...” he whispered to himself angry that he wasn’t there to protect her. ____ was blind, she counted on him! The one time he doesn’t come with her w=she was hit by a car?!He looked at her laying there in that bed slowly dying.“G-G-Gilbert?” she asked weakly.“How did you know?” he asked sitting on the chair by her bedside.She smiled “You’re the only person I’ve wanted to see…well hear…”“Oh.”“Hey Gilbert?” she asked sleepily.He tried to smile “Yes frau?”“Come closer…” he did as he was told as her soft fingertips traced his face. “ You always had the softest skin!”“Thanks frau.” He smiled as she pinched his cheek playfully.“Hey Gilbert?” she asked curling some (h/
todo por un beso... 9 finalmarie: que- que haces aquí?thomas: aun sigues asiendo esas preguntas?...... olvidas que tengo llavemarie:... lo olvidethomas: que te sorprende mas .... que aya escuchado toda la conversación... o que te sugiera que le contemos todo al tío phineas?marie: mmm creo que ambas...thomas: marie tarde o temprano se enterara.... y es mejor que lo sepa por nosotrosmarie: pero exactamente que es lo que debemos decir .... si nosotros no tenemos nadathomas: eso es verdad pero, podría pedirle permiso para poder estar con tigomarie: tommy eso es una mala idea.... no croe que debamos contárselo a mi padrephineaz: y por que no ?-------------------------------------------thomas-poven ese momento mi corazón se acelero mil por hora, pensé miles de escusas para el tio phineaz pero nada era creíble... aun que el phineaz era bastante crédulo.este era mi fin .... de seguro no me dejara ver a marie jamas .bien est
Zutara Unexpected_ part 1Narrator(me):After Zuko was finally accepted, the banished prince was mostly left out by the gang. Everytime they have plans, he just sit's in the corner and would quietly wait for them to finish. One night, while they were eating dinner, Toph, a young earthbender, felt Zuko's sorrow and decided to let Katara call him knowing that it was the last thing the young water tribe peasant would do.Toph: Hey guys, don't you think we should invite Zuko over here. He can't be that dangerous anymore. I mean, he hasn't laid any finger on us all week. It's the least we could do.Aang: I guess your right. He did teach me firebending. I guess having him for dinner won't hurt.Sokka: Fine by me. Go get him, Toph.Toph: Nah. Let sugar queen do it. She never talks to him at all.Narrator(me): After Katara heard this, she accidentally spit out the food she was eating.Sokka: Good idea. Hey sis! Fetch!!! hahaha!!!Katara: Oh yeah ver
Zutara Unexpected_part 9Narrator: Last time we checked, Zuko and Katara agreed to TRY not to fight each other anymore. Sadly, I will not be here for I will go look for Sokka and Uncle Iroh. Narrations will be italicized. Welp
Here I go!!! *packs up, goes micro and jumps into the imaginary book*Katara gazed into Zukos beautiful golden eyes. She smiled as he gave back her stare. There was a moment of silence. Then Katara said
would you like to give the water a try?Zuko: Maybe just for a short time.Katara: Fine by me
Katara watched as Zuko started to undress. Apparently the Narrator who went to look for Iroh and Sokka heard this and ran back
Narrator: This I gotta see *says in a tiny squeaky-like voice*Who said that?Narrator: Im in the book!!!Ah yes. But arent you supposed to look for the others?Narrator: Others can wait. Okay let see
Katara watched as Zuko started to undress. Her face started to turn red but she di
a shadamy story chapter 11amy: yes deardark: you smellamy: i know hunshadow: you go clean your self up and i will tell a story to darkdark: a story! i love stories amy: ok love*amy walks up stairs to clean self and shadow picks up dark and sits down on the couch with dark on his lap*shadow: once there was a hero named sonic everyone loved him. he was always chased by robots and his fangirl amydark: mommy?shadow: yes mommy anyway sonic got tired of you mommy chasing him and yelled at her this made mommy cry thats when her hero came guess who her hero wasdark: youshadow: yes me i took care of your mommy and this made sonic mad it soon made him do things hero's would never dodark: like whatshadow: hurt peopleamy: you telling a story how we came to be?*amy sits down next to shadow and dark*shadow: no about sonicamy: ohdark: tell story tell story!shadow: ok anyway it made him do bad things just to get mommy back he ended up hurting mommydark: what! why would you want to hurt my mommy!amy:its o
mas que amigosthomas muy agitado de tanto correr, casi sin aliento, tomo un gran respiro y toco el timbre de la residencia flynn, pasaron solo un par de segundo antes de que la puerta se abriera, una chica de cabellos rojizos y con la vista perdida en el muchacho solo puedo reaccionar a una cosa... jalar lo de la camisa para que entrara rápidamente.marie se dirigió a su habitación, aun tomando la camisa de thomas, entro ala habitación y cerro la puerta tras ella, se apollo en ella y contemplo a aquel chico frente a ella que parecía confundido y muy cansado.thomas- ma...marie...a.. aque...se ...de... debió... tu .... llamada? * recuperando de apoco el aliento*marie-.....* aun perdida en la vista de thomas*thomas-* acercándose a ella y tomandola de los brazos* te encuentras bien?marie en un movimiento extraordinariamente rápido, abrazo a thomas dejándolo completamente confundido, pero luego correspondió el abrazo mientras le
just never check your junkmailWhy is it that you contaminatemy feeds and favourites? Whyis your website my homepage?Why are there playlists withsongs that remind me of youor files dedicated to you? Tellme why the first thing I do whenI get home is go on the Internet,andGoogle your name. Slap myself.Google both our names together.Did you mean Never in a MillionYears? Actually, I meant billion.Fuck you, Google.Drag mouse. Point-click the top bar.Erase web address. Enter new URL:www.fakewhoresandwebsites.com-promise me three things:to never reveal my password.to never read my messages.to never send me Spyware.(go figure;that's what yourheart's made of)Logout. Sign on Myspace. See thatyou're online. Ignore you. Wait foryou to do, I don't know, something.Refresh page. No new messages.Refresh it again. Still nothing.Refresh, refresh, refresh. &
Roses are red, Your heart is black.Roses are red,Your heart is black.Yeah, I love youBut I'll never go back.♥xx