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Sex Is A ReleaseA kiss for all the stress
Because I know you do your best
For all the times you cried
Let my hands hold you by my side

My desire for you is strong
That in my eyes you do no wrong
Never could another compete
The way I make you feel beneath

It just seems so right
You and I tonight
Your shudders and screams
As I manifest your dreams

Your feelings of ectasy
As your body writhes next to me
And as your heart beats harder
I take you even farther

Forget all the problems of this world
While I make your toes curl
And erase your pain of the past
Your breaths are all that should last

Six Word Story: GoneI don't want to lose you.

The Artificial FaceThe Artificial Face

Inside the magazine you will see, very young attractive males and females. Each of them telling you, you are not good enough. They stand there and mock you with those eyes, those naked bodies. They tell you the horrible secrets that leak from their marble mouths. You are not hot, you are not thin, you are not muscular, you are not perfect like we are. We are the elite, everyone loves us and you will never be like us because you are so damned ugly.

They’re liars, every one of those people are nothing but liars. Please don’t hate them for what they are. They’re sad enough to stoop so low. So what is the t

Filofobia Filofobia de una mente destruida

Lo mismo y sin sentido. Buscando sin buscar, apreciando sin apreciar, amando sin poder amar, llorando sin tener lágrimas, anhelando sin poder imaginar, sintiendo sin tener los sentimientos necesarios.
He visto a esta persona ¿Siento algo por él? No, yo sé que siento nada, es solo que…. Me aferro a su presencia porque sé que no surgirá algo más fuerte que una amistad; No, no es amor, ni siquiera sé si es un sentimiento.

¡NO QUIERO! Tengo miedo, estoy asustada de tu piel.
Busco defectos donde no los hay, hurgo en tus poros para encontrar uno solo y cuando al fin lo encuentro no estoy segura si es ve

Brokeback PewdieCry[This fic is actually too long to upload here, so please go to my FanFiction account, or go straight (hue) to the fic here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9301339/1/Brokeback-PewdieCry]

Interprequy - Dragon of FleshThere you are: pure, true. You have hatched through a soft crimson egg and rode the red sea through the scarlet gates. You grow and bare your teeth, your crown of hair. You spout your wings and become free.

It is until other dragons with blackened hearts come to you, that you lose your wings. You fall for their deceit. Pressure hones in on your pride, the gift of fire is remorselessly ripped from your heart. Nothing but smoke leaves your lungs. Like broken factory works, your insides breakdown.

Each breath, you unleash the cancerous poison to those who flew by you, laughed and breathed fire. Now, they look down from the limitless sky, eyes

Just that.I wish I could write something special.
Something like so many other peoples out there.
Something which is touching and fascinating.
I wish I could write something that people don’t forget.
I want to touch their hearts and bring them to think about everything.
Their lifes and behaviors, their deepest secrets and most difficult decisions.
Just something that someone wants to read.
Just that.

Imaginary Friend Ch. 1I gripped my dress in sadness as I pressed my back up against a lone tree, sliding down just as my tears slid down my face. It was like any other day at the orphanage I remember it clearly, but this was the day that things changed many years ago. Back then, I didn't even know how to smile anymore. Adults would try to cheer me up, but none of it worked. Since my mom had died of illness when I was only six, I didn't know how to smile, I didn't know how to laugh. I was only six, and my life felt like it was already coming to a close.

I cried, my back against the tree, facing the warmth of the sun. I heard a ruffling sound against the tall grass

Important You see a different side of a people when they sleep. Some people become rolling and boiling oceans, thrashing around in fits of emotional rage. Others become soft trains, riding down a long peaceful track. Even still, some make an unconscious decision to tell you their life story.
For me, my person becomes a beautiful place of serenity. Whilst he's awake, he's comical, vibrant, and alive. But sleeping, all of those wonderful attributes that make him him, they all become much quieter. All stress and anxiety seemingly disappear from under his radar, leaving only peace of mind and calm. While sleeping, he is more than beautiful.
Sleep is important. But for me, it is not for the reasons scientists say it is. It is a chance to find beauty in those around you where you may not commonly see it, Sleep is a chance to hold someone close, when you're too fearful while conscious.
Find your beauty. N

Ignorance Is Bliss Ignorance is bliss. There were never truer words to explain our relationship. I trusted you. I confided in you, and you treated it like it was nothing. Were it not for the fact that I believe in forgiving others despite their deeds, I would never have forgiven you.

I should have known. I should have seen it from the first night I met you, but I wanted someone you as my friend enough I overlooked it. I should have just stopped for five minutes to see who you really were. But I didn’t.

You’re very good at hiding who you are, I’ll give you that. I wonder how long you have been doing that. How many lies did you

I reread the note todayHe was so self-conscious that he began to come across as bizarre: a thin young man with gaunt cheekbones who slouched around the edges of conversations waiting for a chance to politely cut in, but to those more extroverted he seemed a creep or a voyeur. I knew him a year in silent passing before we had a conversation on the winding staircase beside the wall of windows.

Paused with intention, he stood above me and, backlit by a pale grey January morning, I could see all the blackened angles of his figure in contrast with his hands which rested bright upon the railing: smooth and golden, sparsely haired. When he smiled, he bared all his teeth,

This ManThis man is different from Pa. He's like a distinct reflection, making my world and understanding different than before.

Ma says that this man once told her that Pa was stupid to drop our family. After that, I always sat in my room--well, a room not MY room--wondering..........what was so special about my family? We're probably one of the worst families there is. A lost woman, now the head of a bunch of lost members, a dazed teenager, an isolated gamer, a quick tempered girl and two pets, who would want to choose us?

His family is more interesting. His wife is one of the religious group leaders at church, his daughter is a high school gradu

NoteI told the voices to shut the fuck up,
but they don listen, they just keep talking on and on,
and the love to argue with me over the stupidest shit.
I didn't know I wasn't the only one in me.

You never know, we could all very well be insane.
delusional and drunk in what we think is real.
who knows, it could all be a dream, or a nightmare
whichever you choose

i thought it was normal to be yourself, not someone else.
if that were the case, why so many sad sacks around.
is everyone this sad? i wouldn't know since
my closest friends are in my head.

i like my ponies, they symbolize the child in me
the child I hope dies when I die
I hope it nev

to everyone who gave me a fav to everyone who gave me a fav thank you very much

ShitSometimes at night you can hear the wind howling and it sounds so pretty to you. You've always loved stormy weather. Sometimes the wind says "Come fly with me, come fly with me...." The wind comtinues to call out to you but by the time you've made your decision whether you'll fly with the wind or not, it has already gone.
You've never much had the desire to fly with the wind but recently you have. To just go somewhere, feel the wind, hear the wind, and to just fly away. Away from your problems, away from the people that treat you bad, away from everything. Everything will be gone and below you. What you fly away from is your down points in li

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My FriendMY friend has been with me for so long, has all ways been there when i was in trouble sure my friend makes me bleed but the pain and troubles fade away just like we all do. My friend i thought i could live with out you but i was wrong i am calling for you.
I need you again so what if my blood falls? Who am i? I am just a no body..
MY friend lets do this again...
Drip drip drip
Both blood and tears hit the flower as i can not take this any more for as along as i live i need you old friend..My friend...My true friend

Old firendI might not be able to fix every thing but i can be with you and hold you in my arms and promise to keep you safe.
Yet you dont ever care for me or how i feel
am i nothing to you? does my love not mean any thing to you?
I give up now
Old friend i need you again.
As the blood drips i have nothing to think of
why should any cry over me?
Old friend help me again
as the blood falls so do the tears of mine
I need to die.
To end this pain its the only way.
I cant stay.
Old friend i need you once again..

I think you could be...I think You could be the missing puzzle piece i have been waiting all my life to find
I have waited so long just to try and find you.
Now i found you the piece wont fit,
My miss shapen heart wont let it.
I thought it would be me and you for ever.
I was wrong.
You just don't care, you say you don't know how you feel
yet i cant say i love you with all my heart and its killing me...
I want you to be that missing piece.
so off i go to fix my heart for you

FadingI stand alone watching my pointless life fade a way,
why not pull up a chair and watch it with me.
It wont take long theres not much to see.
I am ready to die. i have cried for the lest time.
After every thing I am still here hurting just like you left me waiting to die.
watching it all pass by. Its fading away and i stand alone,
so why not pull up a chair I promise it wont take long.

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my feelings in to words

by ~coolta289, Feb 6, 2013, 1:10:56 PM
Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Emotional

Its time i put my feelings in to words for you.
I think you are as beautiful as the morning sun light.
I think you are a fragile as a rose.
You are perfection personified.
But when i get close to you i become tongue tied.
yet i cant hide this any longer.
I like you and i know your way out of my league

my feelings in to wordsby ~coolta289

Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Emotional

you think its ok to show the girl i like?

~Yosumi-Chan Feb 7, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

yes you should!!

~coolta289 Feb 7, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

thanks

~FadingScreams123 Feb 6, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Yes, I think you definitely should
This is so sweet

If she turns you down, then she doesn't know what she's missing

~coolta289 Feb 6, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

thanks...but she wont miss much.

~FadingScreams123 Feb 6, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

A guy with a good sense of humor based on our conversation on my profile
A guy with amazing taste in music
A guy who's really poetic and deep
And a guy who can be this sweet

~coolta289 Feb 6, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

yea but sadly its more about looks now a days then that stuff.

~FadingScreams123 Feb 7, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

yeah which I find so stupid you wouldn't even believe
Looks are by far the stupidest things to consider when thinking of someone to be in a relationship with. If this girl only looks at someone's appearance, then I'm sorry, but she's not a good person to be together with

~coolta289 Feb 7, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

will thanks ffor the support i guess.

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