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Hidden Love"The young boys body has still not been discovered though we've been on the case for we-"
I turned the TV off. I didn't have to hear any more about his sudden disappearance. He's been missing for almost three weeks now. The police and family had been searching for him the first week but was classified "Dead" the next by the police. They've been trying to search for the body for the past couple of days of week three. It's been on the news frequently, and to make matters worse was the talk of the school.
"Where could he be?" "I wonder if he'll ever come back" "I hope they find the body".
I was near the brink of screaming at them all to just shut the hell up.
No one knew about us two. We were secret lovers behind everyone's back and no one - not even the closest of friends - could tell. To everyone we were only general friends who occasionally said hey to each other now and again. Which just makes it harder for me to hide the pain I'm really in.
I threw the remote over to the coach and de
Midnight: Chapter 1. Tala
10:34 Tala: Oh, I'm so tired *yawn*
10:34 Leon: It's only like, what, ten thirty?
10:35 Tala: Well, maybe if we'd not been up all night talking then I wouldn't feel this way.
10:35 Leon: Hey, don't blame me... I'm not tired at all. (:
Change." Change" he ordered.
" I can't" I said back, calmly.
"You know exactly what I'm talking back " he said back " you don't have any excuses"
" I swear, I don't " I said, my voice creeping higher. He sighed.
" You are now aware of what I'm capable of doing if you don't change, it will happen again" he said, calmly.
I flinched, remembering. He could make you feel pain just by looking at you. It reminded me of Jane out of the twilight saga. But that just scared me even more. Twilight is not real and none of this should be too.
" I know " I said slowly. " But trust me, I don't know what you mean by 'change', change what? " I asked. He sighed again.
" yourself" he answered coldly. I was seriously confused now. Change myself? what?
" Excuse me ?" I asked to make sure that was what I heard. He sighed for what had to be the third time only quicker. I could tell he was getting impatient.
" Look, I'm sorry, but I seriously don't know what your talking about, I mean,
I guess I love you...I love the way a smile appears on my lip's every time the thought of you passes threw my mind.
I love the way ever time I heard your name I feel all funny and can't help but wonder if you ever will be mine, and mine only.
I love the way I actually want to go to bed early just so I can see you in my wishful dreams.
I love how every time I see your face all I can do is imagine what the future would be like with you by my side.
I love that child like and playful grin you always wear that reminds me of your childish side when you try to act strong.
I love how, although you have a mature side, your not afraid to act like the young child you truly are.
I love how you'll talk a load of crap that doesn't make any sense at all but never give it a second thought and are proud of it.
I don't mind how you can be mean and hurtful with your wise crack's and clever comments that can really and truly get to me in unthinkable ways because of how unharmful the comment really was.
Part FourI turned to the side, back and forth, back and forth until staying in here became unbearable. Everyone else seemed to be asleep and I bet all the boy's were too. I stood up and slowly unzipped the hatch and as quietly as I could, undid the main entrance. When I was safely outside without managing to awake anyone up, I decided it'd best if I just went down to the river and didn't wonder off to far. Although I was only in those sweat pants and vest top it was unusually warm out tonight for some reason. I looked up at the hazy moon and sighed in happiness. I love the moon so much and the night. I don't know what it was but it could possibly and mostly likely be the star's.
when I arrived at the river a went over to one of the 5 chair looking tree stumps and watched the water for what seemed like hours. I eventually gave up and looked up to the star filled sky knowing I'd never get bored star gazing. A few minutes later, I decided to get up and walk over to the water's edge. On
Part threeInside the tent wasn't as bad as I'd thought it would be. I was pretty sure it was a 6 man ten cause it had a huge main entrance and two small separate rooms opposite from each other. I looked in each room but found Annica and Vera's bags in the left one so I guessed that was ours. I climbed in to the already made pod and started unpacking a few things that I needed for the moment. I got out my sleep wear and as fast as I could got changed in to sweat pants and a vest top. I hopefully wont be needing to go back out cause I certainly was not going to be going out side only dressed in this right front of Carl, Leo and Aden. especially Aden. I have another friend at home called Cindy and she used to tell me 'if you've got it, flaunt it!' which I strongly disagree to. And right now I'm practically in my pants and a tight vest. No way.
I started rummaging threw my bag again hoping I'd brought something to entertain me. I felt something heavy and lifted it out the bag and dr
admittance is defeatthey called you beautiful
with porcelain eyes about to crack
and cigarette skin crumbling
away, a knotted spine and
you were never gracious.
you're slipping underneath, this
virulent smog masks a paper sky that
never allowed a dream and
you're afraid because it's soaking in
your pores again, unattainable and unoriginal;
the meaning of life never meant enough-
you were never hopeful.
there's a getaway map on the underside
of your pillow, and a lifetime of secrets
on the underside of your bones
you're a walking travesty:
your chest ticks, dull
your wrist beats, dying
time is keeping you but
you were never patient.
you lie large enough to make us believe you
don't entertain nightmares, but what if
no one could hear you scream?
remarkable, it seems
caged birds really know how
to sing out
(you were always beautiful)
You'll never break meHit me
BloodI've got a filthy mouth,
& a house of stars
thriving in my throat.
& I still have yet to tame
this grounded constellation
I call my temple. -Slithering
tongue hissing too many
"fuck you's" against my teeth.
I fear I will write myself hollow-
or until my bones are corroded away
& I am nothing-
an insignificant nebula
orbiting the wrong atmosphere.
But, my veins bleed sweet ichor,
& words are only words, Mother.
The tenderness that's herWith every word written, with every word spoken
I try my best to express myself, without it being broken
For what I feel is deep in my heart, is love that I want to be showing
Every day it develops, every day I feel more loving
Is the tenderness of passion, which I’ve never felt before
A feeling that I got from a girl who I truly adore
Beautiful as a rose and gentle as a peaceful dove
My heart gets filled with warmth, a feeling I describe as love
She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve seen, that’s as simple as I can be
So very cute and filled with joy, she’s the only girl who I want to see
Her adorable smile that always cheers me up, she’s the only one I need
She’s everything I ever wanted, I thank god that he gave her to me
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GoodbyeI lost my friend today
There's nothing much to say
I lost my friend today
He left without a word
Just got up and went away
I say again I say
I lost my best friend today
He never told me what was wrong
He never hinted at a cause
I say again I say
I lost my only friend today
I'll say this once
and then never again
Goodbye to the friend
That I lost today
Stereotypical EmoEmo does not mean to have cool puffy backcombed hair with side bangs and the long extensions and the colorful colours through it
Emo does not mean wearing black T-shirts/tops/vests or band tops or the wrist bands, and with skulls decorating everything you wear
Emo does not mean cutting yourself all the time or constantly sulking for yourself
Emo is not a type of music which is personally designed
Emo is not a type/brand of person or a feeling or constantly acting like there's no one there for you and you're all alone
Emo Means Emotional
It can be hating yourself for your own person reasons and everyone chooses to express it in different ways, all these things are just some ways some choose to do so
Well, they were before they became so over used and can just be a fashion statement to some or just a normal music genre to listen to.
But the long fringe can sometimes be the only thing they feel they can hide behind silently and unnoticeable without difficulty
Sometimes it's a case of wear
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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