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The Columbine ShootingPeople cry for the victims whom died.
But only for the ones who were killed.
But why not the victims who committed SUICIDE?
Gamer Girl RapSitting here
Up at the top
I only got this spot cuz' i'm fucking hot
No one dare kills me because I might suck their dick
Doesn't even matter if imma bitch
No one cares about my negative KD
Who would care, i have a fucking pussy
I'm better than every girl because I play COD
When in all reality i'm just using my brother's fucking Xbox
Moan in the mic just to get nerd's on
Go on and on about the color of my thong
But no one will know the reality of me because I never mention
I'm only doing this for fucking attention.
Its a love thingSomeday I’ll be gone
And someday you won’t love me
Someday you’ll be gone and won’t bother to remember me
Someday you won’t love me
Someday you’ll be gone
And I’ll miss you when you’re gone
But until then you make me happy
Until then I’ll still smile
Until then I’ll feel love
Until then I hope you do too
Nothing can describe my love for you
Nothing can describe how much I like you
Nothing can describe how I feel for you
No matter the names I call you
No matter what I say
No matter what I do
I’ll love you until I’m gone
I’ve made mistakes
So have you
Together we’ve done so much wrong
But the right amount of right
No matter what people say, I’ll be here to stay
All the pretty girls
And all the gorgeous boys
Couldn’t compare to you
Couldn’t be you, will never be you
No one can make me happier than you
No one can make me feel more loved than you
No one makes me feel more belonged
Television- Prologue (An IZ Story)“Gir! Here, now!”, Zim called out, waiting for his little robot he received before leaving his home to conquer a little unknown planet. That little robot appeared before him with a small metallic hand to his forehead and his tongue sticking out.
“Gir, I have discovered that there is different dimensions other than our own.” Zim turned to the TV screen that lay before them in their own living room. “And I was also able to display those dimensions without going through them through television.”, Said him, with almost disgust. Gir looked at it with awe and gave out a long ‘ooooo’ and sat down on the couch that sat in front of the TV. “TURN IT ON TURN IT ON,” Said Gir excitedly, bouncing up and down. Zim let out an impatient huff, plopping on the couch and grabbed the remote that rested on the armrest.
With a touch of a button, the room filled with white noise and flickering motion of static filled the screen. The static retreated
I'm Ready for ThisI can feel the music surge through me
I can feel the goosebumps crawl across my skin
And my mouth go dry as I clench my fingers wanting to grasp onto something
My heart pounds faster
And time goes slower
And my face falls
I can feel the blood
Run down my wrist
Off my finger tips
As my heartbeat becomes fainter
And time seems to slow
A smile on my cracked lips
And a glint in my glassy eyes
I was ready for this the moment i lived
I'm ready for the moment I die
Something QuickThe darkness of the room, except for the neon colors, gave the room a rainbow-ish tint to it. You could feel the bass of the club on the other side of the door, the screeches of others having an awesome time and the moans of the one's who didn't care enough to get a room. The bump vibrated your body, and it gave you this feeling that was just like sex itself and the thrill was almost like a drug, but surprisingly enough you haven't taken any at this rave. Yet.
You look up at the raver girl that sat on your chest. Sweat clung to her body, and it gave her a wet look and a slight shine. Her neon-stained top was lifted to show off her breast and stomach. Juice from a glow-stick stained her body and gave her a rainbow glow, handprints covering her breasts and various markings on her stomach. Her body was covered with the neon juice, battle markings on her smirking face.
You didn't know her name, but she finally took off her shirt off fully. You were already naked and lying down on the soft
BS Round 1_Tina vs LukLuk stepped into the bright white light and shielded his eyes, letting his pupils slowly dilate and letting his senses adjust to his new surroundings. After putting his hand down he squinted at the bright horizon. Luk was standing on top of a cliff, where the cave mouth ended. The sun was close to setting and Nahara's four moons seem to appear beside the sun as it set. Oddly, the moons seemed to glow their colors as they appeared in the orange light. Mountains towered on the horizon, but clouds and sea mist made it fairly hard to see as well as the bright sun setting behind it, casting it off as a black shadow. As the waves made contact with the rocky cliff below Luk, he was sprayed with a soft mist of the sea water. Though it stung a bit, he stood unfazed, looking up into the green sky that had streaks of red and blue blazing across it. The moon's glowing colors of white, blue, gold, and red made the sun setting sky appear more spectacular. Cam came floating outside of the sparkling c
ShadowsIt was one of those nights where you simply don't want do anything. A lazy night, if you prefer. So lazy that Zim didn't bother to change the channel on the TV, or even take off his disguise. Too lazy to tell Gir to stop screeching like a howler monkey, even too lazy to call the Almighty Tallest. Yes, THAT lazy. Zim stared at the TV with tired eyes, the brightness of the screen and the scratchy lenses killing his crimson eyes.
His gloved fingers twitched, wanting to so badly to switch channels, the Crazy Monkey Show not exactly being his favorite thing to watch, considering it made Gir go crazy occasionally, like what's happening now. Zim's eyes slowly closed and he sighed, tuning out the TV and Gir, sliding down more into the couch, making his posture more painfully uncomfortable, but yet oh so comfortable.
"Gir, for Tallest's Sake, turn the TV down and stop screaming.", Zim said, crinkling his brow in frustration. Almost immediately, Gir gave a salute and obeyed, simply shutting of t
MarySue Test: Dev They are possessed by an angel
 They are possessed by a demon
 They are a werewolf/vampire/faerie
 They are physically strong
 They have a rare hair/fur color (skin?)
[X] Their eyes are an unusual color
 This happens to be red
 Their eyes change color
 They have wings
 They can grow extra body parts/shapeshift
 They are immortal
 (If a female) they have large boobs
 (If a male) they are very muscular
 They are very attractive to the opposite gender
 They are telekinetic/pyrokinetic/etc
 They have sixth sense/can mind-read/etc
 They have an object of some sort that gives them powers
 They have a special ability/power, but they don't know about it yet
 They were bestowed/cursed with these powers
 They are a healer
 They are from a very rich/royal family
 They don't know that they are from a very rich/royal background
[X] They have lost one/both of their parents
 They ran away from home
 Their parents are cruel, uncaring, abusive etc.
For Glory! For Love!Dakota opened her eyes and found herself in Melfara's office. The girl was passing out medicine and bandages so the students could heal themselves. Feeling better after her rest, the cat had enough energy to return to her normal form and began to bandage herself the best she could though it did not nothing for her pain. She knew she'd need serious help for her shoulder, side and leg or she wouldn't last a minute in another battle.
Melfara looked out a window as she spook, “Heroes are made by the path they choose not by the power they are graced with.”
"And I choose my path but if I keep walking it I'm going to get myself killed." Dakota looked over at Melfara.
“For what reason do you fight?” She didn't turn from the window.
“Revenge for my race.” Whitney said without hesitating.
Dakota laid her ears back, "For the school and revenge."
“Revenge...” Victory answered.
A few others also commented about revenge. With the lies and battles it wa
Pushing LimitsBefore the cat had time to react to the scene in front of her she was forced to lift her sword to block an attacking hell hound. Two others went to attack. Using her sword to throw the first one back, the girl's sword began to glow purple as she gathered her magic. She threw a ball of magic at the duo but they dodged and as one the three hounds attacked. Not able to block all at once, the cat was knocked to the ground, hissing in anger. The hell hounds breath was hot on her face as she fount them off. Getting bit and scratched, she knew she wouldn't last long like this. And not able to reach her sword the cat was doomed to be eaten alive by the dogs.
As Dakota transformed, one of the hounds dug it's claws into her shoulders. She growled in pain and tried to shake it off. With swipes of her paws, she was able to keep the other to away. The hound was not strong enough to hold on and began to slip down Dakota's side. Blood began to coat her fur in red as the cat clawed and bit at the dog,
Blood BathDakota found herself in the school. The place was devastated. The girl's ear flatted seeing what had happened to her home while she had been captured. Tears stung her eyes and she found it suddenly hard to breathe. Something moved and Dakota was ready to attack, to defend what was left of her home but she froze when she realized it was Whitney. The cat panted as she tried to get her breath back. A few other students joined the duo as well as Professor Damien. He looked enrage at what has happened to the school which surprisingly made the cat feel better since she knew others felt the same way about the school as she did.
“We need to clear out these monsters and save the school. If you are with me then lets give them hell.” Damien gave a grim smirk.
“My pleasure.” Dakota answered.
Whitney answered by pulling out her own sword. The squad divided up and to Dakota's displeasure she was paired with Whitney. She never had anything against the girl but the cat could ne
This Means WarFor the next several visits, Dakota talked excited to Andrew about parent night. The dragon made her feel better about her own parents not showing up and once her happiness returned she had not stopped going on about the different races she had learned about and how much of a good time she had. Andrew was happy to see her so happy as they drank milkshakes as they always did when they met up. Even though they could not see each other as often as they wished, the couple's relationship was growing. They were always holding hands, giving gifts, and even going for dates. It was the happiest the cat had ever been in her life. Nothing could ruin her good mood or so it seemed till the world fell to pieces around her.
Dakota was on her way to class when strange energy filled the air. Fearful, the cat walked outside to find out what was going on. Other students joined the girl's side. All wore the same confused or fearful looks as the girl. Suddenly from the tree line, monsters of different kind
Wierd Dreams 2Yes, everyone. Another dream!
Wow. 3 Literatures in a row? I need to make an image now... XD
Anyways, this time it involves Taiream in a small way! :3 Here's how it went:
Cream refixes a wall that had a hole along with the help of Tails's helping robots.
Shadow comes in and then he attacks Cream
Cream asks why is he attacking her.
Shadow thinks that she's Maria and wants her to turn back to normal, I believe. I'm not sure. I need SOMETHING for him to make sense to attack Cream.
Amy (With Cream mouthing her words): "He's tough. But I'll try to stand a chance." "Alright. Time to step it up a notch!"
Amy turns visble along with Shadow's surprise, then the helper robots give Amy metal strips, go around her, which then turns into a mech. She attacks Shadow, which damages him.
Tails then appears (probably to protect and watch on Cream.) out of nowhere and he and Cream use remote controls to summon... ... Robotic Beehive Drones. (#PraiseSSB4) They punch Shadow and has a "stinging" consequence
Saving you from your floodIt was night... 9 pm.
Most of the Tamers in the hotel-like building had fallen asleep in their respectively rooms. However, there are some who haven't slept. Among these who haven't closed their eyes is a blonde, who resides in Room 201, Floor 2. His name is Noel.
Gazing at the moon from his balcony, Noel Williams pondered while in thought. A memory flashed in his mind- no, it is playing in his mind. It was midday that time. Noel & some other Tamers & their Digimons are getting along with the new faces around. There was this particular young boy. He suddenly left. And Noel saw a deep shadow shading his face. A shade he knew too well... gloom, misery... a sea of depression...
Noel: Hukaro... huh?
When Vulupomon returned to their bedroom earlier today, all he was greeted by was a silent lump of blankets on their bed, which he would assume to be the only other person to occupy with him. Approaching the bedside
What Is LoveI've Decided to write abit for practice for my Journalism class, and I've decided the easist thing to write about was, Sunny.
The air bit at the young lady's nose. It was a gorgeous mid-winter day. She sucks in her breathe and tears sting the back of her eyes. " Why do I keep letting him to this to me..?" she spoke softly to herself. She pushes the thought out of her head and continues down the ice covered street. As she walks, she notices all the couples. REAL couples. Holding hands, sharing cocoa, and kissing each other's cheeks passionatly.
She pretends not to notice as she walks into a coffee shop. As she walks by she acceidently bumps her shoulder into someone, "O-oh! I'm so sorry! I didn-" She stopped in her tracks. Her blood ran cold. Not from fear, but from the gentlemen's stunning eyes staring into her soul. Though they seemed icy with anger, they warmed her soul. "that's not a problem, miss." he chuckles and smiles at her. Making her instantly blush. "Would you like to keep m
Discussions At Dinner* dragonmissy: Claudia be on top of a rubble pile chewing on some antlers she got nights before. Her leg out backwards just chillin as it had to heal from the gunshot wound through thte thigh. She tried to tide up as she didn't want to seem to be lazy with her bumbed leg.She right now was taking a break and working her jaws on the tastey treat she found in a swamp
* Rubbalite: Not too terribly far away from the plant, the silhouette of the blue scarred capo could be found sitting in a fairly clear spot, looking up at the night sky. Stargazing was one of those more quieter things Skelter will do in her free time. There was just something about nighttime she always found peaceful and even beautiful. What might catch others off even more off guard is the smoke that rolled from her maw. On a short patrol earlier that day, she had found a cigarette on the ground, a bit dirty but not even used. As she puffed away and stargazed, she could still feel the soreness of the wounds from t
Blood warrior - She is here!What is was supposed to be a day to celebrate, with the return of Princess Sally and Fiona to the mansion, will soon become a day of horror because Ixis Naugus had trapped both Mina and Nicole into a crystal ball; and now, that horrendous wizard is planning to use the ghostly maids in his scheme. “We don't want anything you might offer!” Mina confronted her captured
“But I am not offering just anything. I am offering the chance to return to life, to return to walk across the land in flesh and bone” Ixis Naugus spoke peacefully
“R-really?” Nicole couldn’t believe what she just heard; she was tempted by such miraculous offer
“Don't listen to him, Nicole! It's impossible to bring someone back life!”
“But it is. With my powers, I can make both of you live once again, for a price of course” Ixis Naugus continued to try to persuade them
“MINA!” Nicole cut off her girlfriend. “We need to
I Want To Give Up. . .I seem to find myself lost, once again, in my imagination and big thoughts. I am confused over most things and sometimes I just want to stop, because jealousy has that effect on me. Stop what? My art and writing.
Looking back through these arts I create, pride floods my body and I feel on top of the world. But, not as much as 5 minutes later, I feel like quitting. I get messages from groups, showing off other people's art and I don't usually go through them unless, of course, it is Invader Zim.
When I see other people's style, and good digital and rarely, traditional art, jealousy seems to get to me. I am always jealous about something. And if something could kill me mentally, it would be jealousy.
That jealousy, I've found out, has been killing my self-esteem and I can't seem to find that pride that I used to have. I have been struggling and constantly thinking of putting my art and writing to an end and just focus on other things.
Will I do this? No. Can I do this? No. It is mentally
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