The MurderYou killed me. You murdered me. You took my heart-stole it. You killed me with your love. And when I arrived in the heavens, I was greeted by you...my angel.
A piece is gone from meA tender heart, now broken.Freedoms no longer.A voice, I do not have one.Taken from under me…Taken for a reason.Taken for others.Making others happy.A sacrifice I have made.Simply put…For love…For kindness…For them…It is for them…For good.
ColdI saw you shivering, so I asked if you were cold. Your teeth chattered as you spoke and whimpered, "yes!" I went over to you, wrapping my arms around you. I gently took your hands in mine, for they were as cold as ice, warming them with mine. Your face shyly touched mine as you cuddle with me closely. I felt your nose...it was cold too...so I kissed it gently and smiled warmly. I saw your face flush red as I asked if you were feeling any warmer. And then you nodded, with a warm look in your eyes.
My Sassy GirlShe looks at me with admiration. She looks at me with desire. She looks at me playfully. She looks at me with curiosity. But most of all, she looks at me with love. Who is she? My dearest, sweetest, sassiest cat, Claire.
The SuitorI dreamt of a suitor.My suitor was romantic, and was not terrible to look at-if I may add. But there was something not quite right...My suitor did not love me, even though I had fallen for my suitor. I found ou the hard way, for when I told my suitor "I love you," my suitor said nothing and simply walked away.
BrokenMy heart is broken.Yet I am still alive.Time seems like it has stopped,But it goes by faster.I weep inside,Dying.But what can I really say,When you have a broken heart?
A VoiceI wept when I first heard your voice.I was overwhelmed...Especially when you said you loved me.
Stormy NightIt was a dark and stormy night. And throughout the house, not even a light. I heard you weeping in a corner of the room. I could not resist. I had to find a way to comfort you. I made my way over gently sitting down next to you. I wrapped my arms around you, cooing gently. You buried your face into my chest, weeping and shaking in my arms from terror…After all, darkness always scared you. I still continued to hold you close, gently whispering 'it will be okay.' And then I said something bizarre…'I can make your fear go away.' As I said that, your head tilted to look up at me. I gently wiped the tears that were running down your warm, blushing cheeks. And when I wiped the final tear, we kissed tenderly…and the lights flickered back on.
BiteHe purred in a rather low voice. He rubbed his body against mine, nuzzling the nape of my neck with his face. Chills ran down my spine as I squirmed. I knew what was coming, but I didn't know when it would happen. He purred again in my ear…and before I knew it, his fangs sunk into my skin. I moaned for it hurt before I threw him off of me. I rubbed my neck with my hand-trying to ease the pain, but to no avail. I looked at my neck in the mirror. Turns out…my cat gave me a hickey.
Sex Scene TipsTrigger warning: rape.Okay, here's the thing: if you're writing a sex scene and you want it to come off as sexy and nice and all of that, YOUR CHARACTERS NEED TO HAVE CONSENT. You know what sex without consent is called? Rape.I am absolutely enraged right now. It's 2015 and people are writing fics where the tone conveys that this scene is supposed to be hot and sexy and cool but there's NO CONSENT AT ALL. "But Amaranth!" you ask me. "This one character isn't saying 'no,' it can't be rape, right?" Yes, I'll give you that rape is sex without consent so saying 'no' does qualify as rape, these other scenarios also count as rape:1. Sex while one partner is asleep.2. Sex while one partner is passed out.3. Sex while one partner is under the influence of drugs and/or alcohol, or has their judgement impaired in some other way.4. Sex while one partner has made it clear they're not interested in sex, whether through body language or vocally.I understand sex can
GalaxiesI looked up into the midnight heavens and existence exchanged a gaze with me.
They'll just see the ashesSo ignite with me; lets all burn together.They'll see us exploding, bodies flying across the black sky speckled with silverand all that will be left of us are the ashes.We've never painted the night with the colors from the fireworks,we've always been about the bang, the boom, crackthat lets everyone know we're here, we've already started. Don't leave this world a whisper.Make sure they know you exist.
How I see girls in terms of beauty (Not Douchey) Before I say anything, I want to say that this will be in no means a discrimination against women, Races or nationalities, I will merely be putting up my opinions of each little things. I'm not to worried about saying something offensive, since quite honestly I think all different types of things are beautiful, and this is meant to be a confidence BOOST for all you lovely ladies out there. I Really just want to take the time and ask you girls to sit down and listen to what I have to say, I'm not trying to win anyones affection by writing this. I just want to let you guys know how truly beautiful you are, and I'm not saying this as a lie. You poor girls come into this world, and from the moment you take your very first steps...people are already expecting things of you. You're constantly being judged by everyone, being picked apart for every little flaw or mistake you have. But flaws are what makes you perfect, at least to me. You're thrown into this
Legrandzilla Musings #8Many times, we love things and use people When we ought to use things and love people.
.:I am fine:.I am fineI am sure I amSince they told me soand since they're always rightI am fineTherefore,these tears flowing from my eyesaren't realsince I am fineI have everythingthey saidI have a familya homeand everything needed to livemore than decentlyso I am fineBesides,Ignore these eye bagsI am perfectly fineThey're always right after all.I have no reason to feel badthey saidI never got beatennor abusednor anything badwhich could have happenedso I am fineBy the way, Ignore these medsI don't need themsince I fineI am been raised in the high classThey sayA lot of childrenwould dream to have my lifeSo I am fineHence,these scars on my bodyaren't realsince I am fineThey're always right after all.I shouldn't be scared by anythingI have been raised by a loving familyso I am fineThus,Ignore the fact I fear eye contactor contact in generalI am fineThey said I was.I am fine.I am so finethat I am scaredof everythingI am so finethat m
News about Hidden Pencils - don't worryHello there guys!I think it's about time i made a journal to update you about what's going on and what the future of this group might be.:iconHidden-Pencils:[PERSONAL PARENTHESIS STRONGLY RELATED TO THIS GROUP, AT LEAST SKIM THROUGH IT BECAUSE IT'S IMPORTANT TO UNDERSTAND WHAT'S GOING ON]As many of you probably already know, I'm currently working 101% on my personal project, a comic i have high hopes for, and in which i'm investing everything i have.It's an incredibly ambitious project, which requires me to keep studying and improving as quick as i can, and it's not just about improving art ... i really wish it was "just" about that (which is actually enough to keep one busy for his entire life, considering the amount of knowledge and practice there is to acquire when talking about art xD)I'm talking about creating a whole detailed world here.From its geology to its history to an effective plot for the main characters and so on.And to be able to manage such a big project, you h
UnrechtDa war eine Frau, von der wussten schon alle, dass sie im Unrecht ist.Sie konnte nicht gut zählen und wusste nicht, wie viele Tage der Monat noch hat, oder wann der Bus fährt.Sie konnte auch oft ihre Gedanken nicht sortieren, und erzählte hinterher was vorher und währenddessen vielleicht aber auch schon gestern passiert ist.Sie war oft ein wenig schwer zu verstehen.Alle wussten, dass sie im Unrecht ist.Sie hatte so oft gehört: „Nein“ und „Das geht nicht“ und „Das kannst du nicht“,dass sie das selbst auch schon lange begriffen hatte.Und da war ein Mann, der wusste dass sie keine Rechte kannte.Als sie sagte, dass er ihr weh tut, wussten alle dass sie im Unrecht ist.Als sie sagte, dass sie ihn nicht mehr sehen will, sagten alle, dass sie lügt.
A story about family and friendsWhen a child Daisy and John met and became friends at school when they have grown up teenagers and liked by the students when they hoist they went to university they picked up a room where two beds when they became molodyme they left the university and when they dined John wanted to release it in married and she agreed they now the bride and groom and then vishli married and they became husband and wife in a year she zabereminila he stroked his tummy 3 months was a big belly and Daisy hochit three children took 3 months and she gave birth to three little girls first with oranzhivami hair raylisa 2 with blue Angela Bell and the third blodinku they increased the size of the child, and they were prepared to the school and they liked it but they brought two davochek rayfoks and Lily and friends Rayman befriended raylisa when they grew teenagers and they fell in love with the Torah month they posorilis new guy peveli in this school and they got to know his name Raywindow and they became fri
CompleteIs how I feel whenever I am with you.