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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.
In a Heartbeat (Reel's story, part 1)"Reel!" A shriek filled the air.
Reel's whole body was frozen with shock. His wide eyes were fixed on the human before him, it's huge hands reaching down to grab him, it's dark laughter, the long bindings it held in the other hand.
"Reel!" The voice sounded again.
The serval glanced back at the golden-furred caracal, who was standing a few tail-lengths away, looking as frightened as he felt. His vision blurred, and he felt the world swaying beneath his feet as the human grabbed his scruff. He hung from it's grip, powerless and weak, as it carried him back to the open door from the caravan.
His eyes flew open, and the male serval scrambled to his feet, the fur along his hackles raised. He turned around rapidly, meeting the dark gray eyes of Nei. She was worried, Reel could tell, despite the gentle, calm look in her eyes.
It was still dark in their little cage, and nothing was amiss. Ever since that night he got taken away from his home, he hadn't been able to sleep that m
PerceptionUn Viaje en Auto:
El viento azota mi rostro pero los audifonos siguen besando mis oidos, conectandose con mi cerebro y mandando hondas relajantes de notas y acordes
Lafter... There is not lafther Songs of yesterday now in the underground.
La vida pasa lenta y el auto sigue contra el viento
Life before the lobotomy
Christian sang the eulogy
Los colores vuelven a asomarse por la ventana del asiento de atras y el auto viaja a travez del tiempo moviendo mi cuerpo al compas de la pista. La musica me parece un vicio inolvidable que no creo poder dejar
All place my family from
Las calles me recuerdan la primera vez, hace dos años, que las transite y recuerdo que no debo recordar
After there is not after... Songs of yesterday now in the underground.
Suspiro y bajo del taxi despues de pagar.
Abro los ojos, el agua que cae de mis pestañas distorsiona los azulejos convirtiendolos en una magica cascada de un suave color verde azulado. El agua cae y cae y mis oidos perciben las
A frightening messageI was on the bus when I got a text message from an unknown number. I was too scared after reading it, because it told me that if I didn't steal all the money of the strongbox, a person next to me would die. I am not a bad person, so I wouldn't let anyone die, so I'd prefer to steal and let that person live. There was a man with a gun, so he gave it to me for my mission. I forced the driver to give me all the money, and with no problem he gave me it.
Are you okay fanfiction-Mighty is with Shiro & Sonic at the swimming, Sonic is afraid to go near the water-
Mighty: *Looking out at sea*
Sonic: *Trying to keep away from the water*
Mighty: *Smiles* What's the matter Sonic?
Sonic: N-Nothing... *Blushes*
Shiro: Onii-kun are you looking for that merlady again?
Mighty: *Eyes Shriobon*
Shiro: You said you saw a merlady before.
Mighty: *Still eyeing him* ...
-Later on Mighty comes back alone to think about the merperson he possibly saw-
-He didn't get a good look but he knew they were beautiful-
Mighty: I-I wish....
-Mighty suddenly falls into the water-
Mighty: *Sinks to the bottom and tries to swim back up but his leg is caught in seaweed. Then he sees fish coming towards him they appeared to be fish that eat meat. And they attack him.They tear him lim from lim. People on the beach can see blood in the water*
-When Mighty wakes up again it's sunset, a silhouette figure if patching him up-
The Queen and the MaidA beautiful sun rises over the Hedgehog Kingdom indicating that will be another wonderful spring day. And at its center of power, the royal castle, a humble and not special maid is bringing the breakfast to their Queen, who rule the land wisely and compassion, the beautiful yet unengaged, Aleena the Hedgehog.
The maid hold the silver plate with a single hand so she can turn the handle with the other one, after unlock the door, she immediately put both hands to hold the plate with the royal breakfast and use her hip to push the door. “Good morning, my Queen.” She announced as she steps inside the royal chamber
Like a flower bloomed, Queen Aleena wake up, yawned quietly and sit up; stretched a little. “Good morning, Miss…do I know you?”
“Sorry, I’m new here. My name is Bernadette” The maid introduced herself as she gently put the silver plate over the queen's bed
“Mind if I just call you Bernie for short?” Aleena asked
FelicianoXReader: So Much For HopeLudwig and Kiku watched their dear friends, Feliciano and _____ as they splashed in the shallow end of the large ocean.
"It was so nice of America to invite us to his place for a barbeque, eh, Su-san?" Tino said happily, looking up at his Swedish friend. Berwald gave a small nod in response, followed by a heavy accented "Ja."
"Beware of waves, Italia, _____." Kiku called out to the two. A hand slapped down on his shoulder and he looked up at the blonde american.
"Chill out, dude! Nothing can ruin this perfect summer day!"
"When you say it like that, one almost feels nervous, Alfred." Arthur murmured. Alfred laughed loudly, causing Kiku look away from the loud noise.
"_____, maybe I can make-a you some pasta when we get home, si?" Feli called to his female friend while splashing her.
But before she could answer, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
"I've got her, Feli! Splash with all your might!" Gilbert cried, and just as the Italian did so Gilbird begin to flap out of
The Genie of the lampRiding a camel across the massive sand dunes, a traveler, covered in rags to protect itself from the scorching sun and from the violent sandstorms. It's been days since this traveler left its home searching for something, something that, in wrong hands, will doom the world.
A traveler ordered the camel to stop; ahead there is a very large rock, almost like a mountain that stands out among the desert sands. The rags are removed, revealing to be a female chipmunk, she approach the rock and says: “Open Sesame!” And so, a massive rock door starts to move aside, showing, in fact, a cave with already lit torches. “Just like in the story. Just hope the lamp still is here.” The chipmunk said before she entered the cave in front of her.
Exploring the cave, the chipmunk ended up bumping into a room full of huge piles of treasures, gold, silver, precious jewels, all kind of precious treasures could be find here and whoever having it all, would be richest that ten kings! Bu
MLP Additional Songs: No Good DeedSung in Season 4 Episode 2: "Princess Twilight Sparkle Part 2"
There can only be ONE princess in Equestria! And that princess will be ME!
Eleka nahmen nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen
Eleka nahmen nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen
Let her flesh be torn
Let her blood leave no stain
Though she's beat me
Let her feel pain
Let my bones never break
And however they try
To destroy me
Let me never die...
Let me never die...
Eleka nahmen nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka nahmen
Eleka nahmen nahmen
Ah tum ah tum eleka: eleka:
What good is this chanting?
I don't even know what I'm saying!
I don't even know what trick I ought to try
Celestia, where are you?
Already dead, or bleeding?
One more disaster I can add to my
No good deed goes unpunished
No act of charity goes unresented
No good deed goes unpunished
That's my new creed
My road of good intentions
Led where such roads always lead
No good deed
The Expirence Episode 2 Part 1[ Still June But in First Person this time!]
I Shifted slightly and winced; opening my eyes slightly. Huh..?
I recognized Cleo biting her finger nails in a chair next to my bed, right away and yelped nearly falling out of my bed. Cleo's head shot up "J-june! You woke up!"... What the hell is going on ? I stammered "But- I was- And You were...and Wh-what's going on!?" Cleo stared at me tearing up and walked to my bedside hugging me tightly. "You've been in a coma for days.. I-i thought you'd never come out of it." I was still in slight shock but I hugged her back. "Where are my parents...?" I asked shakily looking around what I now knew as a hospital room. Cleo silenced herself and pulled away staring at her feet. I stared at my best friend "W-where are they Cleo!?" My friend's once bright green eyes were slightly glazed and she paled "I didn't want to be the one to tell you..." I stiffened and leaned forward "T-tell me what! Cleo! What happened!?" My friend stared down, n
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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