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You're My Happy Mistake"So you have no friends, huh?"
"Gee, thanks, then what am I?"
You're someone I can't stand the thought of being without. You're someone I treasure, someone I love more than myself, you're my soulmate. I see only you, I hear only you, you're the man that makes me cry the longest and laugh the hardest. You are my everything, without you I am incomplete and life is pointless.
"You're a happy mistake."
Analyzing the 2ps! ~Switzerland~
Analyzing the 2ps! ~Switzerland~
YA-HO-HO TRA-LA-LA-LA!!!!(sorry I couldn't help it)
So, yeah, today, we've got our dear Switzy. Or I should say, 2p!Switzy. This badass goat-lover (if you know what I mean) is awesome. Not as awesome as Prussia, but still, quite awesome. I like his stay-the-fuck-out-of-my-territory attitude. Well, I can say that this attitude is non-existent in 2p!Switzy's case (I love calling him that way.... I don't know why..). He's more of an 'Oh, welcome to my country, dude, stay as long as you like. Here, have some expensive chocolate' type of dude(kind of like America really). And, yes, 2p!Switzy buys anythin
The Children of Summer Summer is just around the corner, and nature seems to come to life. For many children, their backyard's beauty finally returned, not witnessing the beauty of nature since winter's first snowfall. Imagination was at an annual high, with kids unable to build snowmen or make cakes, pies, and soup with mud.
Plays and stories within their imaginations were acted out, not realizing how many writers would kill to have such a spontaneous creativity again. One day, the young boys and girls would run around, playing house. The next day, they could be in a Medieval kingdom, fighting dragons as knights. Each day was a different story and a
Free. Ch. 10: Special BondsFree. Ch. 10: Special Bonds
I screamed as the strange girl pounced on me. She stuck her tongue out and hissed her tongue in front of my face. I saw two white fangs glint in the light as I looked up at her. She looked so familiar. Where had I seen her before?
"Oh come on Anabelle. Get off the poor girl." I heard a voice from the doorway.
Anabelle got off of me and flew back over to the doorway as I sat up and looked at the man in the door.
"Fionna? Are you alright?" Marshall ran downstairs over to me helping me up. He had a few scratch marks on his arms and face. "Why did you scream?"
I pointed to the man in the doorway who looked at u
More Conversations With Doci.
“Have you heard any of the scripts on the radio yet?”
“You keep asking me this Doc. I think you’re getting Alzheimer’s. I don’t listen to the radio, remember? And when I do, it’s the classic rock station.”
“I would assume, if one is writing something to be on the radio, that one would start listening to the radio.”
“I don’t think the college station broadcasts all the way to Benton anyway. Besides, I’ve already heard it.”
“You know, Warren Zevon - he did Werewolves of London, you know that song?”
Panda Bear Gender .::Short Story::.
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Final day of preschool. Next thing I knew I was heading into kindergarten. I was going to be in the same school as my big sister. Yet I was still unsure to my surroundings and what's going on. I walking into the classroom like everyday. My mom in my hand and my cat ear headband on my head. I always had them on me, I went no where without them. I hugged my Mom good-bye and watched her leave. My teacher, Ms. Susan took my hand and walked me to the group circle with my other classmates. This was the last time I would see most of them. I still barely knew them. I only knew a girl and a boy, James and Sam.
Tips to fill void left by Cartoon NetworkMissing Young Justice and Green Lantern, check out some tips to help temporarily fill in the void for both shows:
First, continue to watch both shows on Cartoon Network and that way it'll help bring up the ratings.
Second, buy the DVDs cuz' who knows, if the sales are high, the network executives would probably revive the show (ex: Family Guy did the same thing not so long ago)
Third, continue to buy the remaining issues of the GLTAS tie-in comics published by DC Comics
And speaking of comics, be sure to check out the New 52 Teen Titans series and the Green Lantern ones as well because like YJ and GLTAS, they have drama, action, and a lit
Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 3)The People In Our World….
“Random musings installment 3; and the thing I want to just…..’talk’ about, if you will, is the people in ‘our world.’ And what I mean by that is the people in our space, not in the general term ‘world,’ but the term that is only specific to one human being interacting with others that eventually create a channel of relationships. For example: You’re best friends with someone else. Whatever, and you’re hangin’ out, chillin’ and all that fun stuff. Should we be obligated to talk to and exchange thoughts and ideas with your best friend’s friends? I often wonder that.
To further this question and example of sorts, let’s say you’re still best friends with let’s say…….John. Yet you also become friends with John’s friend, Jack. What happens when things get rocky with your best friend? And let’s say for all
Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 2)Episodes….?
“So, I’m back again. I don’t know why I’ve been inspired to write about nothing, but I am. But…….is inspiration from nothing actually inspiration or simply wanting to write something? I often wonder what qualifies as inspiration, and can “nothing” be inspiration. I guess if that were the case there would be no such thing as writer’s block. So in that regard nothing IS something. But…whatever. Why ramble on about nothing, when I can ramble about something?
Hehe, the only reason I don’t post this BS to journal entries is ‘cause that would probably get old, and no one would know what to say. Not like anyone knows what to say when I post stuff like this as a deviation, but nevertheless, I post it as such. I think the contrarian in me wants to push the boundaries of the meaning of “art,” somehow. ‘Cause if the mind is considered a work of art
''NEJI Neji'' ! Get back here ten ten said in a playful voice, ''i've got to keep moving she knows my secret '' said nenji .''listen nenji I just wanna talk to you'' ! Ten ten said while chuckling .''hmm yea right I know she saw how I reacted when her finger jabbed me in the stomach I know exactly what she's up to. i've got to get outah here before gai an... “ before nenji could finish he let out a brief grunt after gai with his tremendous speed tackled him to the ground. AH Ha well nenji ten ten says you've got a secret well im sure you wont mind if lee and I test it out “said gai sensei..
Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 4)Tired And Stuff…..
“Numero quatro. And to start this 4th part out, I just wanna say I’m freezin’, and I’m tired. But to stimulate my mind, I’m listenin’ to Flying Lotus’ ‘Satellliiiiiiteee.’ And yes, that is the official name of that beat. I’m also humming along with it and adlibbing because I’m an artist at heart (But not really). At heart I think I’m more of a self-deprecating POS. And of course by POS I mean ‘positively outstanding stud.’ Haha, I know you agree.
But……..I had somewhat of a topic in mind for this part, but I forgot what it was. Which sucks ‘cause I thought it was really funny. Eh, whatever. You know what one of my pet peeves are? When people watch me eat. I can’t stand it, it’s one of the most annoying things ever. And I don’t know why I’m thinking about that considering I’m sitting in my bedroom,
Testing GravityHe leaned back in his chair looking at her standing behind him. Two chair legs came off the ground, "careful if you fall I won't catch you" she said.
"Yes you will"
"No I won't" He tilted the chair back further, smiling and looking her in the eyes as the chair slipped on the grass and he let gravity take over. She reached her arms out and slid under him to break his fall.
He beamed at her, "See, told you."
Surely we've all heard that once you get to the final battle of the game, you see the batter's "true form", as if we were oblivious to it through out the whole game despite us controlling him. Now what if that was the case for Burnts? After all, the Bad Batter has a strong resemblance to most of the other specters in the game, which it should, including those dino burnt guys in Zone 3, there isn't much to prove this, but I thought it might be interesting.
The 4th Wall
Throughout the game, Zacharie constantly talks to you instead of the batter and always gives reminders this is all just a game, also The Judge speaks to y
(4.59)my life, as it stands,
has coalesced, condensed,
into so many spilled pencils and a few haphazard ribs
splayed canvas-beige across my sheets,
the echoes of barking dogs nipping at the heels of my dreams.
for whatever reason, more than anytime before,
there is hidden meaning in everything i see;
the streamers of spidersilk glinting silver and bright in pockets of sunlight from the branches of my dead brothers cherry tree,
tyrannical thunderclaps booming down from every storm three a.m has had to offer this week,
some kind of philosophical sledgehammer in the sunset knuckling toward my stretch of coastline even as i'm writing this.
her hearts story part 2
Spooky was now about 3 weeks into her new school life, she was happy to be living in a nice apartment by herself as well. She had made many friends like Italy and Romano or Feliciano and Lovino as they liked to be called, she met Elizaveta who told her she was Hungary, plus Tino who was Finland. she loved her new friends and they loved her too, plus no one cared that she was part cat, after all they were all countries, who were they to judge XD. after a while she found out the boy she met on the first day was named Gilbert and he had a brother who she thought she also met named Ludwig, they seemed like really nice guys, plur Feli and Lugwig
Notes, Part 1: A GiftRaoul and Christine were very strict with Angel. They were secretive and had many rules like: no staying out after dark; or no exploring the house. Their home was the old Opera Poulaire in Paris, France. It was filled with various nooks and crannies, secret passageways, trap doors, and unused rooms. There were an entire two floors that were not in use!
But they didn't mind leaving her home alone. It completly confused Angel, but nothing was said on the matter.
There was a reason, though, behind that...and that was because both of her parents knew that someone who loves Christine (but despises Raoul) is living there un
Broadway DreamsMy future career
Lays in Manhattan
On a stage where all the great plays are shown.
From Grease To Wicked, and Phantom,and The Little Mermaid, too.
I will be in all of them.
Me and my Broadway dreams.
I will dance every step,
And make it perfection.
I'll even sing my own songs!
From Sandy to Rizzo,
Ariel and Christine,
I'll be there...
Me and my Broadway dreams.
See ya there!
My ReasonHe is everything to me.
Everything and more.
He's more than a friend,
More than a boyfriend,
More than a lover,
More than a shoulder to cry on,
More than a heart beating steadily next to mine,
More than protection,
More than a inspiration,
No...he is more than that...
He is a r
The Point of No ReturnEverything is so strange,
At the point of no return.
There's no looking back
Not any more.
At the point of no return.
Somehow I've fallen under this spell-
And somehow I'm feeling,
It's up that I fell!
But was I really seeking good,
Or just seeking...attention?
Well it's too late now.
I hope your happy.
The final question:
Did I really mean anything to you,
And will you mourn for me when I'm gone?
As Erik says:
The bridge is crossed, so stand, and watch it burn...
Past the point of no return.
Are you really that lucky?
Cinderella, are you really that happy?
I want to know-where is my fairy tale?
Cinderella, are you really that privileged?
Cinderella, howd you get your prince and your kingdom?
Cinderella, is your happy ending really all that happy?
Is it really all that perfect ?
Why are you so perfect?
Why did all your dreams come true?
What about the rest of us?
What about me?
All of our dreams havent come true yet.
Cinderella are you really everything we think you are?
Is your life really that great?
Dont say we arent ready, and that we have to wait,
Too RealI am my own Angel of Music.
I need no one.
So why do I strive for your voice; for your touch; for just...
I didn't want you, and yet now I feel a pang in my heart
Whenever I see something that reminds me of you?
Something of the past life I shared with you?
Something...from the role you played in my life?
It was such a big role...why did I let it slip away?
Why do I thrist to have you near me once more?
I miss you so much, but it's only been a day!
How much longer must we go one like this?
I only have this ring to remind me of you.
What do you have to remind you of me?
Is the sting, to you, real?
The sting of being apart?
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More