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- We The Mysterious...-
We The Mysterious...
The Moonlight is full tonight,
So let out your howl out!
Lou, and clear, out of sight,
There is nothing to doubt.
That we the animal is the mysterious,
We are sneaky, we walk on fours..
With our teeth and claws meant for Vicious..
Our eyes glow.. in the shadow of the dark...
we are more then just smart,
We are the wolves of he mystery.
Beware of us, we are the murky,
So think again, don't judge.
We are the mysterious, that will never ever budge.
I'm sorry. It's not my fault...
I will never do it again. What did I do..?
I'll leave you alone. I don't want to....
I can go away. I can't..
You don't have to care. I want you too..
Goodbye. No, please..
I don't want to see your face again. I will miss that face so much..
I wouldn't miss you. What am I saying..
I hope you feel the same way. NO! PLEASE!
I didn't need you. I always needed you..
I NEVER NEEDED YOU. I really do..
You were never special to me. So special..
You were nothing. You were my everything.
I didn't love you. I love you so much
You're stupid. So stupid, it's cute.. That's why I love you.
You're stubborn. I still love you.
I hate you. I love you.
You f-cking a--hole. My handsome husband..
Some advice for my friend.
Well for the past week I've been trying to cheer up my friend who recently broken up with her boyfriend. They left each other because her boyfriend was foolish, and didn't trust her; but trusted rumors of her cheating instead. Her boyfriend moved on really quick and is now with another girl.
She's hurt, heartbroken. And all I can do is talk to her out.
Recently, my problem has been similiar. I've lost my beautiful, because of a mistaken error; plus my friend too whom I trusted so much. .-. They now know me as a "liar" So therefore I've been heartbroken, crying, and all that great stuff. A couple weeks past I've been feeling better.
I told her that, it'll be fine. Life goes on. She keeps telling me repetitive phrases like, "I miss him" and "I want to be back with him." I know it's hard. I want my babe back too. I also can't believe he would do that to me either. I loved him so much I regret so many things. I regret not telling him how much he meant to me, because he never knew.
...I left the world unspoken.
...Memories are hovering.
Fast has gone,
...This is our breaking bond.
wut is this shiet
He will always be in my heart. One day I'll meet him and feel his warming hugs, and listen to his soothing voice. If anything happens again I will always remember what he has done for me and in our relationship. <3 How much he worked hard off our love. He deserved it. Ive made so many mistakes but he was always there to fix them.
Im glad I've met him, and I hope he did too. Even though right now we're having a hard time bonding again, I just want him to know this. Because I've never told him why I loved him anyways did I... He's perfect to me.. His personality, his texts make me smile everyday. I don't care about distance.
I am not afraid to tell people at school that i'm in love with him. I still want our future. Our future to be together. Going to college together everyday and see each other... I hope he wanted that too. I wish he still loved me.. But I would rather leave him alone if he's miserable of me. I wouldn't want him to be angry all the time. I just.. v.v I just want. Tha
When all I thought of was you.
When all I think about was you,
All the things we did, the problems we've gone through.
When I watched the snow drift down beyond me,
I smile just to only think, "I'm glad that he is now free..."
Free from my grasp who made him miserable,
Free from a broken heart that wasn't curable.
I couldn't cry anymore, knowing he was happier without me.
Wishing he'd still be here, I still love him as you can see.
Remember when all we talked about was our future.
Remember when we're too happy about each other we repeated, "Chuuuu"
Remember when we were always there for each other?
Remember when we were up all night last summer and I fell asleep?
Can you remember how many times we repeated "Goodnight" and "I lub chuu"?
Remember all of our time together within 9 months?
When we first first met on March 9th,
where we disliked each other till one day?
Remember that time when you were as hyperactive and always said hai first to me when we started getting closer?
When I thought I would never like your perverted side, but then changed my mind?
Can you remember when all you showed me was your smile and happiness.
Even though you were having stress?
That time where we had hardships, but forget them the next couple days?
Can you just remember every single memory we had?
The time I lost my internet?
The time where I couldn't find my way?
Do you remember our plans in the future,
Going down th
One upon two souls
Once upon two loving souls,
Who's hearts been set to finest goals.
But then one day,
One gave up and ran away.
So now one held a black heart, with tiny holes.
When Home Becomes a Prison (Strength)When your pillow is no longer the fresh place to lay your emaciated spirit
But is now the chain on the ball that is your bed.
When a door is no longer the entrance to a retreat from the world
But a metaphorical lock keeping you ensconced, never stepping foot out into it.
When windows suddenly become looking glasses that never break,
Just heckle you with what you're missing in their transparent prisons.
A token of what you used to be in the faces of the people walking passed.
The people who pay no note to you;
Who have no inclination of what they are; the symbols of your long-ago life.
The sharp splinters of nostalgia that just glimpsing upon their face sends into your heart.
Every time they walk their dog,
You grimace because you cannot walk long enough to do the same for yours.
Constant reminders in everything everyone does in everywhere you go
of the things you are losing without control.
You clutch and grasp while slipping into sliding as you clasp onto what is left o
Dear JamesI placed a candle on the water for you today. It flickered and floated and gathered with candles of other losses; fathers, friends – whoever. It was as hard as letting you go; if that candle drifted away from me then would I lose you again? When they scooped the candle from the water and your flame went out who would remember that I honoured you? So I took your candle from the water and placed it into my bag. Not because I can’t let you go but because I want to remember. I will light that candle to remember you on special days.
James darling, I missed you more today than any other. I know I will miss you more again at Christmas, on your birthday and on the day you died. You are an angel but you are still with me – in the heart covered by the tattoo of your name. The ink came from within, seeping up through my skin and not down.
I am grateful for the two sonograms I have of you, yet part of me yearns to know what your face would have looked like. Would you have his thi
SaturdaysBrought into this world on a rainy Saturday morning
No memories of the years that follow
Until the pain
Eyes of a beast
Tears of a child
Walls subconsciously building to keep the child safe
But are the walls for safety or containment
Blood and bone breaking
Screaming into the night
Hidden Language"Is he ok?"
Is he alive?
"Is he alright?"
Is he breathing?
"Is he sleeping?"
Is he dead...?
Lonely ChristmasThe clock ticked
It mocked me
As I sat there
For them to come
For you to come
But how can you?
You've passed away
But I still wait
On this silent Christmas day
DreamsDreams are merely dreams...but sometimes they reflect your deepest desires, don't they?
He stole my breath away.
He was a stunning being, a mix of a man that I could not easily describe to you. With ebony-black hair and stormy gray eyes, he captured my heart in an instant. At times he would tower over me, lovingly, his presence nearing mine, and I could feel the warmth from his body.
"Sometimes I wish I could just steal a smile from you," he murmured easily. "Write you a love poem. Give you roses. I want to love you like love from the past."
I blinked, and smiled slightly back at his beautiful face. "Why the past?"
He shrugged, then he stared at me defiantly, with the Mexican pride I knew so well. "Love from even a generation ago, it was different. An innocent love, a subtle, tender thing that was cultured from a simple fire. And it grew into a tremendous passion, showing a respect of sorts. I want to show you that I love you, not just tell you. I want to appreciate you, respect you
Stay or Leave?"Don't get mad. I don't like it."
"Don't cry. I don't like it."
"Don't be sad. I don't like it."
"Don't smile. I don't like it."
"Don't laugh. I don't like it"
"Don't be you. I don't like it"
Then what am I supposed to do?
Then who am I?
You're saying you don't like me.
But you stay with me.
To change me into someone else
So that I don't exist anymore
I'm tired of it
I'm tired of changing
But I don't stop
I'm able to but I don't
Because you are the only one left
If you're gone,
I'll be left behind
All over again
But if you stay
I won't exist
But it wouldn't matter anyways.
Lonely Christmas (2)"So how are you?"
"I am fine, thank you."
But in reality,
There was no reply
I ate my dinner
Pretending that you were there
Believing that you were there
But you're not
You've passed away
On Christmas Eve
I eat my Christmas dinner
Staring at the empty chair on the other side
If only you didn't die
I thought that
We could meet again
But why not today?
The clock continues ticking
My tears start to fall
The only sounds that couldn't be heard
On this silent Christmas day
I'm A Ghost (A sad true story by Apocalypse Titan)August,
It was a happiest month ever. Got a lot of watchers on DeviantArt, make a lot of money, couldn't wait for GTA V to be released Next Month, and everything. I felt happy.
I have my first Twinkie, and dreamed of flying in the air with a mountain full of Twinkies. Wednesday, got my GTA V video game from Gamefly and played it all night long. At Friday, it was hell as my parents are fucking assholes when they force me when I nearly run out of money by ordering pizzas for them.
My life have changed forever. It was my 21st birthday. Drew a drawing of me and Somy and a lot of my watchers said, "Happy Birthday". Saturday, we went to the Casino for the first time, had a buffet and lost my birthday money. Felt half drunk and I promised Somy if I win, I'll buy her a graphics card or any games on Steam. Now she's okay with this.
It was raining on Halloween, so they canceled the trick or treating and decided to
Here's your Rantract
While you write your long paragraphs of amazing drama.
I will write you a short note.
I just want to say how much everyone dislikes you.
You are a fake friend. I don't think he deserved to even meet you.
You didn't know me that well either. I told you many times.
I am a very sensitive person. Oh no. You drew over a picture without permission.
Cool. Made me real upset and go upside down.
You refused to take it down. You told me to forget all dis shit and move on right?
Then be a good bitch and take it down honeybuns.
Another thing is, when we got back together. Yu go bitchface at him, like you CARED.
I swear real friends wouldn't care. Why would you even care? Are you going to butt in?
Alright. Keep going around and talking about us being in the following:
RUDE. IGNORANT. FAKE. PETTY. TWO FACED. STUCK UP. STUPID.
Girlll....Thats you lolk. You're only 12. We're 14. We see what's wrong or right.
Be like your friend over there who's following you. Just say, "Forget you, I have a
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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