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InspirationThe boy slips further into the trees as she runs by. She has her jacket pulled over her head as she attempts, unsuccessfully, to shield herself from the pouring rain. She walked to school this morning, not knowing that heavy storms had been in the forecast for this afternoon. If the boy were allowed to speak with her, he could have told her that it would start raining at exactly 2:47, forty three minutes before she got out of school. That was an odd trait of his sort; weather predictions. It was too bad that they had to be taken from society before they could become weathermen or women. They would have made a fortune predicting weather down to the exact minute and location.
If the boy was lucky, the girl would soon be able to predict weather as well. She was showing all the signs that his kind show before they go through the change. Her agility had increased, probably due to the weight l
The Burden of HateI hate you.
Those three simple words can mean so much and do so much damage. We always say that the words I love you are tossed around so easily and so carelessly but what about I hate you? Wouldnt that do just as much damage in a completely different way?
Think about the word hate. The word itself, not even used in a sentence, makes my heart go cold. We use the excuse of honesty to explain why we say things to people. We tell a person something rude to their face, or in their presence, and we say, Well at least Im honest. But really, was that so-called honesty necessary? Did we really need to hurt someone in such a way?
This is when the cliché, do unto others as you would have them do to you, comes in to play. We hear this all the time so we pay it no mind, but if you really
All You NeedWhy do you keep searching,
saying that this will help.
You think this one small thing
will get you through everything else.
Can't you see?
All you need is me.
You seek my love in others.
My care, comfort and love.
Can't you see that is not the cure?
Only I, your Father above.
Can't you see?
All you need is me.
Stop looking now and listen.
My heart, it beats for you.
I did something no man would.
My son, he died for you.
I have a plan set out for you.
Just wait and you will see.
You life, your story I have planned
is better than your dreams
For now live for today.
Let me be your one true love.
When the time is right, I will send
the one you've always dreamed of.
Can't you see?
All you need is me.
PrayerI dont know exactly what made that prayer different. Suddenly, I was talking to you as if you were sitting right beside me like my best friend. We talked like we havent talked in ages and astoundingly it wasnt boring! I could literally feel your presence. I told you everything. I told you about my day, what went good and what went bad. I told you what I was struggling with and what I was feeling confident about. I even joked with you! I was filled with utter happiness during and after that prayer that lasted into the week. If not for that happiness and that comfort well, I would not be in as good a mood as I am now! I feel changed, just after that one prayer. Thank you Lord, for that one prayer and I hope there are many more like it to come, best friend. I love you.
I tryI try to help everyone else
I hurt myself in the process.
I try to deal with other's pain
It just increases my own.
I try to be the perfect example
I mess up.
I try to get the perfect body
I starve myself instead.
I try to fix others faults
I lose time to fix my own.
I try to make everyone like me
I split into different personalities.
I try to handle everyones burdens
It weighs me down and breaks my heart.
I try to ignore the pain
I become stressed and overwhelmed.
I try to be friends with everyone
It's hard when they don't like each other.
I try not to be hateful
I end up hating myself.
I try to be the happy girl people want to see
I let out the unhappiness in bad ways at home.
I try to act innocent like others think I am
I'm not innocent at all.
I try to be who everyone needs me to be
I'm not who I need to be.
I try to help others through tough times
It brings me down instead.
I try to love everyone
If they don't love back, it hurts.
I try to not take things personally
It's hard when
I CAN'TI CAN'T be perfect................................................I CAN try my best.
I CAN'T help everyone I see..................................I NEED to help myself.
I CAN'T have the perfect body..............................I CAN stop starving myself.
I CAN'T let other peoples pain be my own.............I NEED to deal with my own pain.
I CAN'T always be the perfect example..................I CAN let others know when I mess up.
I CAN'T be who everyone needs me to be.............I NEED to be myself.
I CAN'T always have a boyfriend...........................I CAN wait for "the one" to come.
I CAN'T have everyone like me.............................I NEED to not care.
I CAN'T be the perfect Christian............................I CAN ask for forgiveness.
I CAN'T fix everyone............................................I NEED to fix myself first.
I CAN'T rely on myself all the time........................I NEED God to help me.
"First take the speck out of your own eye, then you will see c
LIFEMy LIFE began today
So small you cannot see
I am a little girl
DNA is telling me
Brown hair just like my mom
Blue eyes just like my dad
I have no idea
What kind of life they have had
My first word will be mommy
I cant wait to see her smile
For now I am enclosed,
Waiting all the while
I will go to church
And I will go to school
In the winter Ill go sledding,
In the summer to the pool
I cannot wait to LIVE this LIFE
To see what is outside
This place that I am in,
I will not have to hide
I am growing very fast
They know now I am here
I cannot wait to see them
It seems like its been years
Hold on just one second,
Something is happening.
I dont know whats going on
All the lights are fading.
It hurts but I cant scream
For my voice is not quite here
Help me mommy!
But I cannot shed a tear
I dont think I will make it
I dont think I will see
I will never see the faces
Of those who made me
I will never get outside
This place Ive b
They Don't KnowThere's a smile on my face
but there's tears in my heart.
People see a happy girl
while my heart tears apart.
The struggles with appearance,
I know no body sees.
The eating and the makeup,
I'm falling to my knees.
The constant struggle
there is between friends.
They have no idea
it tears me beyond mend.
The hate between people
that tears at my heart.
They have no idea
how it pulls me apart.
I don't let them know,
I don't let them see
how much I struggle.
There's turmoil inside me.
They say I'm so pure,
so cute and innocent.
But I'm not, they don't know.
I can't let them see it.
If they ever found out,
oh how they would judge
and how big the hate
it would be huge.
I couldn't be the example
I so want to be.
I couldn't ever help them
because they had seen.
I can't let them know,
I can't let them see
the hurt I go through,
the pain that's in me.
So I'll keep on my mask,
I'll keep up this charade.
I'll hide all the pain
with the mask I have made.
HateI hate, hate so much
Ironic as it is
all this hate
i hate hate
we're all humans
we're all the same
we all make mistakes
so why all this blame?
God tells us to love
that hate is like murder
so we're all killers in the end
at some point in time
we've murdered someone
a family member
why can't we just love?
forget others faults?
they're struggling too
they don't need this
we don't need this
let's just try
to love one another
cause God did the same for us
murderers in hate
but he sent his son to die
lets love as he did
TG Bride Possession 2 (CapTrade)
After trying and trying to get his buddy Dave out of marrying her, Seb was unsuccessful. For months now, Dave had been dating a woman named Anna who he was unaware was only a goldigger after finding out she was gonna divorce him and end up taking most of his families fortune in the end. Seb could not let that happen. But it was no easy task however, Dave was indeed blind to the idea she would do this to him. Pursion after pursion was enough as this hard act was the moment when Dave broke all ties with Seb as his best friend and bared him from the wedding. There was nothing more he could do, Dave was gonna marry Anna and it was gonna end badly for him.
The day of the wedding finally came and everyone was gathering into the church. Seb arrived as well only he had other plans in mind. Instead of going through the front door with everyone, he decided possibly to sneak in the back. Going around the back of the church, he was a lil confused at how there was no door, but a small window
It can't be so it must beSometimes i say it can't be
because it can't
but sometimes i say it must be
because it must
I must be
Therefore I can't be
Do you ever wonder if the cup you're drinking from has a bottom?
You see it has a pit - rather, a stomach - and how it ends to fit in your palm, but do you ever wonder if you're seeing everything?
It makes sense, to assume it has a bottom and to assume it must be able to be filled and emptied.
But what about the ones that sprung leaks? What about the ones who broke in all the wrong places?
You know what's going to happen to them. Cracking. Trashing. It's a death sentence, for something that cannot experience death. You must do something about it.
You pitch the worthless cup.
Have you ever wondered what it's like to be be the worthless cup?
Do you think about it daily? Does asking the question, "Am I a worthless cup?" haunt you?
Do you live in fear of that question? Do you live in fear over what you could be? What you can't be? What you must be? Are you ever c
To my dearest Minions. To my dearest Minions,
My name is Laertes, king of the Universe.
Or, soon to be. It is a slow and painful process, but I know that it shall be worth all the while.
Would you like to know more about my personality? Sure you do.
People tell me that I am very vain and narcissistic. I am not. I simply want to share my glorious-ness with the entire world, and force my minions to worship me. To be a faithful Minion, you must depict me in art forms of all types.
People ask me whether or not I have a favorite Minion. I do. My favorite Minion is the one who loves me the most. You know who you are.
My fan group, I love you , but not as much as you love me. I am far above that. I shall love you more in due time.
Thank you for listening to me today, and remember to be a faithful minion.
Your King and Overlord of All ,
PS. Remember my creator, :iconVanillasaurusRex: , and Remember my friend :iconTardar-Sauce: , who is typing for me because I do not have fingers.
MusicWhen I’m asked what I think is the most beautiful thing in the world…I respond, “Music.” Music can incite such feelings, emotions and memories in such a way that most things can’t. Even without words, it’s still a very powerful thing.
MirrorsThe corner of my mouth is throbbing and I really, really just want to rip that entire part of my face off right now... seriously I just want to burry my nails in my face and yank them down as fast and hard as I can, I want to hurt myself. I want to look into this mirror and see my blood. I want to hurt myself. And for some reason this storm is making the urge a thousand times stronger then what it usually is... How did I get to this point? how did I become this disgusting shell of a human. Am I still human? do I qualify? no.. I don't. how did this happen to me... why am I standing here staring into the eyes of this thing. These eyes.. the corners torn... bloodshot... how can the still see? My eyes. The mouth... dry and cracked... a cut curving downwards from the right... is that what so annoyingly hurts? yes, I believe it is. that hand slowing being raised to my face, it's mine, isn't it? Nails jagged and caked in dirt. fingers trembling, wrist covered in scars. yeah.. that's mine. I r
Don't KnowThe truth was and has always been that I love you more than you actually know-possibly to the point of borderline teetering upon being "in love." ...I would do anything for you. I would gladly take care of you to the best of my ability. I would gladly, gently take your hand in mine and look deeply into your eyes and tell you 'everything's going to be alright.' And I would gladly take a bullet to my death to save your life…But I don't think you know. I don't think you realize the extent of how much that I love you. But that's okay, my dear friend…you don't have to know.
Why standardized testing?Why does the government think standardized testing works? I’ll tell you right now it doesn’t. It wastes my time as a student to spend a couple days staring at a testing booklet and filling in answer bubbles. I didn’t learn anything, I didn’t do well, and I had to do it almost every year I went to school. So why does the government think it works? The teachers teach to the tests, they waste my time with pointless formulas I never remember when it comes to taking the test. Why do funds require better scores? It sucks for students and teachers alike.
I had this saved.Verse: Original fiction.
Full Name: Isaac Simmons
Pronunciation: Eye-Sack Simm-ons
Nickname/Alias: I, Isaac.
Origin: It fit the character very well.
Pet Name: Izzy (long story XD)
Signature: (What is their handwriting like?) God awful XD
Gender Role: Acts more feminine.
Real Age: 16-18
Age Appearance: 14
Birthday: 2nd June
Birthplace: Wordsley Hospital
Immediate Family: Father (Derrick) Sister (Isabella)
Distant Family:Mother (unnamed)
Parenting: Very strict, Derrick didn’t want to make the same mistakes his parents did.
Upbringing: No real morals taught, he came up with his own at a young age.
Infancy: Dropped like a hot stone by Mother. Father kept him and his twin sister very much a secret.
Childhood: His childhood consisted largely of worry, constantly being afraid of being taken by the police whenever Derrick went out.
Adolescence: At age 14
Blue dragonIt's been 2 days since I had dreams about being a blue dragon.
The first dream was just me playing GO with my friend as a orange dragon and there's nothing else I can remember. One question, Why GO?! = ="
Another dream was weirder than the first. There was a news about the missing people in a town.
I and my mom went to a zoo in that town. During the time that my mom wanted to watch an elephant show, I went outside of the zoo to do something to wait for her because I was bored.
When I was walking along a bridge, there were a women and a girl walking pass me and I heard them talking.
"It's too hot here!", the child said.
"I told you it's not worth to come here.", her mom replied.
I didn't pay attention to them much but it seemed that they knew I was listening to them.
I started walk fast to be apart from them as fast as possible.
At that time the traffic was heavy and most cars stopped at a nearby junction.
I crossed the road and passed some stopped cars, then I started running si
Sit still...We are all human.
As humans, I realize, we cannot stand still. Our lives are chaotic and we are always saying we want some peace and quiet. This is peculiar because when that peace does come, when there is no noise in a usually loud room, we do something to make noise. We turn on the music or say "AWKWARD SILENCE." Why? If a fight between friends has just settled, we dig up old bones and awaken the drama because there is nothing to fight about, nothing to gossip about, nothing to make a big deal out of. Why? Because we MUST have something going on in our lives. We cannot stand live without noise, without drama, without chaos, even though we are always saying "I just want some quiet" or "I just want this drama to blow over." When there is finally a calm in the storm, a break in the drama, a silence within the noise, we create something to fill what we might consider as a "void" at that mom
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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