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What am I talking about?These are the eyes I see out of, and the eyes I see.
Splattered across my reflection, big blue books, telling countless stories.
But lately, they seem darker, like a plot with no end.
A plot, that thickens countlessly, getting from grim to grimmer.
They're like a voice without an echo, high expectations once they open only to be greeted by a disappointed silence.
Where did that voice go? It was so loud! So very loud! And now...
Barely a whisper.
The pages filled with secrets scrawled across the watery surfaces, crying into the night.
Laughing into the day.
Confused. Mad. Weakened.
There is only so much an exhausted author can write, right?
I mean, look at it like this,
We gain a lot from our dreams, our dreams are stories themselves, tales that we write when unconscious...but...
When you can't sleep, you don't dream.
All that hope, all that merciful wonder you could walk through is gone without a trace.
Getting so bad that you even miss the nightmares.
Yelling into the broken night to
POEM: Return To Me, DreamerLife is exhausting when sleep brings no rest,
Tossing and turning, trying your best
To bring on the darkness, the sweetness of dreams
For your heart to soar, to tear at the seams.
Staring quite blankly with hidden desire
As you lay on your side in sleeping attire,
Your head is spinning and your heart just aches
Your eyes are weary, red with mistakes.
You stare at the sadness in which you do wallow
In the head and the heart that leaves you so hallow.
Time is ticking, two seconds, then five,
Goodness knows how this keeps you alive.
This is night six of laying awake
The mind is gone, all yours to take
The start of the tears that roll from your eye,
That moment till you sleep, you’ll do nothing but cry.
Where did you go, dear dreams of mine
For weeks until now we were doing just fine.
You’d sing to me melodies of distant, dark places
Where each holds there voices and blank weary faces.
My heart goes to you, sweetness and pure
The heat and the blood that you made me endure
Rejected By Death, Welcomed By DefianceI will never understand.
Reason had forever been a lacking point in the spent years of gaining justice in the hearts of the lonely and weakened. Bruises caused by emotions scattered the bodies, the hearts, the souls of those without reason.
We have lost ourselves, in our own minds. Mazed around the darkened corners, whispering tainted lullabies to attempt to satisfy the hurt thoughts of our own cracked existences.
I, for one, lay here staring at the darkest of regions in the room I call mine. Each corner held me as I cried, lonely and in despair at the horrible stories my head would create when I asked questions.
"Where are you? Why did you go? How did you feel? When did you feel? Have you forgotten? Have you learnt? Have I done this? Is it all my fault? Will it be my fault? How long can this last?"
Multiple versions of these words and squalling replies haunted my mind until eventually I could no longer take it.
For years I spent dwelling upon these questions in the abyss of a bo
Sucky "While I was alive..." Oakclaw thought sadly, sitting in Starclan looking down at his beautiful grey and black mate, Sootstep. He was afraid she would get a new mate. He sniffed holding in a cry. "I will protect you from up here.." He promised himself. He got up and walked away to his den. He laid his head on his paws. He closed his eyes and breathed in. He thought about all of the times Sootstep and him slept together. That brought a chill into his den and he shivered. He felt more cold then every. He sighed, missing Sootstep's sweet scent, her beautiful blue eyes. He soon drifted off into a deep sleep.
He woke up, but it was different. It was Snowclan, the snow, the dens, everything. But then he fell down on the snow. He looked up and saw Sootstep. "S-Sootstep?" He stuttered. "Hey." She purred, getting off. He jumped on top of her. He rubbed his muzzle against her cheek. "Whats the matter Oaky, you act like we haven't seen each oth
Pray for TongaTonga is a Polynesian island country in the southern Pacific.
It is made up of 176 islands, 52 of which are inhabited
It is bordered by Fiji and Wallis and Futuna in the northwest,
Samoa in the northeast, Niue in the east, Kermadec in the southwest
and New Caledonia and Vanuatu in the west.
The population is 103,000.
Nukuʻalofa is the capital and largest city.
Tonga is a Polynesian island country in the southern Pacific.
It is made up of 176 islands, 52 of which are inhabited
It is bordered by Fiji and Wallis and Futuna in the northwest, Samoa
in the northeast, Niue in the east, Kermadec in the southwest and New Caledonia
and Vanuatu in the west.
The population is 103,000.
Nukuʻalofa is the capital and largest city.
‘Tonga’ means ‘South’. It was given this name because
the southernmost group of islands of central Polynesia.
Tonga, Fiji and Samoa were among the first islands settled by Polynesians
and served as gateways into the
Character Profiles- The Killer TwinsLiam:
Eye Color: Icy blue
Hair Color: Chocolate-brown
Hairstyle: Short ((Like his father’s))
Clothing: Black shorts, white hoodie ((black shirt underneath))
Family: Jeff the Killer- mother, Eyeless Jack- father, Lauren- sister
Weapon: Kitchen knife
Personality: Liam inherited mostly his mother’s traits; he’s a reasonably loud and fun guy, whose activities include talking and killing. He kills just like his mother; not being afraid to just jump right in and make the kill.
Eye Color: Gray
Hair Color: Black
Hairstyle: Long and wavy, all the way down to her waist
Clothing: Faded blue jeans, black jacket ((Red shirt underneath))
Family: Jeff the Killer- mother, Eyeless Jack- father, Liam- brother
Weapon- Switchblade knives ((Two of them, duel wielded))
Personality: Just like her father, Lauren is a calm and quiet girl. But if she’s in the position where she needs or wants to kill, she will have the
Doodling-Shadamy part one~Chapter One~
Just Don't Like You Touching Her
"I know you all are wondering why I gathered you all here today." Silver started. "Well, I will tell you it's because of a club."
"A club?" Amy pondered about the idea of her and three guys starting a club at school. I mean, what will it be about? "A club? Why?" Silver spread his arms out and smiled.
"Isn't it obvious! We always are hanging out! It'll be crazy not to start a club! Just the four of us! Having fun doing nothing in our own little club we have almost everyday!" Silver yelled standing up. "Now, I bet you are wondering 'Silver what will this club be about?' Well, my two amigos and most wonderful amiga......." Silver took a long pause that annoyed Shadow the most an was ready to punch him. "I have no idea!" He announced proudly! Now, both Sonic and
TnM-Corriendo por AmorTnM-Corriendo por Amor
Nuestra historia comienza con una chica de 23 años que vive sola en un departamento esta misma tiene un novio y vive en Mexico esta es Maria Elizabeth Flynn Garcia-Shapiro, esto va a empezar YA , estan en un restaurante
¿¿??: Marie, nos conocemos desde hace un tiempo y me preguntaba *saca una cajita* te quieres casar conmigo??
Marie: Claro que si Jackson *lo besa*
Jackson: Oh, Marie no sabes lo feliz q me haces
Marie: Y tu a mi siendo tu esposa
Jackson: Que tal si vamos a celebrar
Marie: a donde??
Jackson: Al casino
Marie: Claro amor *se van*
Jackson era muy lindo y guapo y todo lo que quieran pero tenia un defecto y ese era la adiccion al juego, ya saben por donde va esto...
Ellos van al casino y una vez alli Jackson empieza a jugar
Estaban en una ruleta que gira y el tiene que escoger el numero y si la pelotita terminaba en ese numero ganaba.
Jugador de la ruleta: Escoja un Numero
Too Damn Cute-Shadamy OneShotHigh school was suppose to be fun. But now Amy's a freshman in high school and it...it isn't so wonderful. Everyone is starting to date. Amy never did that before. Sure, she had pity crushes and all but she never did anything about them. It's weird to be in high school.
Amy is a still small, fragile freshman but now she met Shadow. She was doodling in her notebook when the thought came to her.
It was the first day of school and some girls dared Amy to go ask Shadow to do the pocky game. Really the pocky game. Amy didn't know Shadow. She didn't know that Shadow was mean or harsh or that fact that he was actually lonely. Anyway, Amy, being her optimistic self, agree and slowly approach the boy with her pocky stick. Shadow was listening to music at the corner of the lunchroom alone. His eyes was closed so he didn't even know Amy
A Girl Named Kelly.-Age 18-
Kelly was this cute girl who was obviously the most attractive girl in class. She had her complexes but that did not make her a no-go. She was fresh, enthusiastic and a very social one. Her classmates always treated her well and everyone kind of liked her. She was not the most popular girl in High School but around town everyone knew who she was and liked her. But in a strange way nobody actually had feelings for her. Not that she was ugly, she just got pushed aside by all those handsome sportguys and even the regular people saw her more as a friend. Of course, the nerds all were clearly in love with her but she never had any interests in them. She just always hoped there would be some guy who stepped to her and said that he loves her. But that never happened and she gave up on love.
She was not one of the smartest girls in class. At maths she completely sucked and history and science were to boring to study. English and Spanish were her strongest parts and at gym she was a re
FCP - Cure GelatoName: Alyssa De Fiore
Personality: Alyssa is as icy cold as her ice cream powers. She acts as though she doesn't enjoy company, preferring to keep to herself and her books. Her words are often harsh, and she's normally pretty stubborn, but once her shell is cracked, she is very warm and dependable, acting like a protective big sister. Her attitude is one that makes it quite difficult for her to befriend people, but if she wants to apply herself, she does so quite awkwardly.
Short Background: Alyssa moved to Sparkling Town when she was six or seven, when her mother divorced her father and dragged her there from Italy. She adored pretending and acting from an early age, an interest her mother engaged her in. She spent a lot of her time reading fiction so she could grasp all kinds of characters to be the best actress ever. Her behaviour developed from practicing her favourite character types so often that she embraced them as her o
Naga Species InfoSpecies: Naga
• Hatchling –
o Length: 10 – 16 inches.
o Weight: Roughly 4 - 6 lbs. Very dense bodies – great mass in small volume in order to permit massive energy use for expansive growth.
• Teen –
o Length: 50 – 70 feet.
Torso: Roughly 10 – 12 feet.
Tail: 40 – 58 feet.
o Weight: 700– 900 lbs.
• Adult –
o Length: 110 - 130 feet (average – larger possible)
Torso: 15 – 21 feet. Depending on subspecies and environment.
Tail: 95 – 110 feet.
The largest Nagas (towards the 20 - 21 foot torso range) would be leaders of communities of wild Nagas and would be impossible to tame. These are, by nature, too violent to bring near human civilizations.
o Weight: 4,000 – 8,000 lbs.
• Population is 90% Male, 10% Female.
• Teeth are all sharp, similar to the canine teeth of h
My Pledge to everyone and myself~I, Hazel 'The Asparagus Maiden' Bright, hereby pledge that:
1. I will do nothing but my best in attempts to alter my mental, physical and emotional well being.
2. I will accept that if I do hit another bump in the road, it is not my fault and I have the strength to carry on.
3. I will accept that my mental health is not my fault, I hardly chose to be like this.
4. I will accept that I do not deserve ANY pain whatsoever! Be it given by others or by myself.
5. Dying is not an option.
6. Neither is hiding or running away.
7. It's okay to be upset sometimes~ That's important~
8. I will ignore the ignorant - people who make nasty remarks(and mean it) arent worth listening to.
9. I am me, Hazey, that's all I am, that's all I'll ever be, and thats AMAZING! WONDERFUL! INCREDIBLE! BRILLIANT! AWESOME! ME!!!!!!!!
10. I am strong and brave
11. I will try and be less harsh on myself.
12. I will eat food
13. I will take THE CORRECT AMOUNT OF MEDS
14. I wont hate myself (though we all have our moment
Stuck The car sputtered and shook as it came to an almost silent stop. The engine had gone silent as the horn beeped loudly through the dark night. The orange gas light blinked mockingly at the woman behind the wheel. It was making fun of her; she knew it was making fun of her. Grabbing the black cellular phone on the passenger seat, she looked at it with full intention of calling somebody to come help her.
“Oh, what the hell?!”
The “no service” sign was mocking her at the same exact time. The horn beeped loudly as she slammed her head against it once again. The day was out to get her in general. She had arrived at all her classes late, and her son was sick with the flu. The babysitter was able to watch him as she went to her late night classes. Giving a heavy sigh, she lifted her head off the wheel to look out the window. Drops of water pooled on the windshield as rain started to fall in a pitter-patter pattern. She didn’t quite understand the message th
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