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Lost.I want to get lost inside myself
In the wraths of my twisted thoughts
In the warped, tempestuous intestines
That relentlessly attempt to purify,
In the acid that burns my stomach lining
In the veins that carry putrid blood
In the pumping of a heart
That has battled heartache and betrayal.
I want to get lost inside myself
Enter the pores that lead to oblivion
Watch the bacteria form,
Ally myself with the germs fighting an endless battle,
Surround myself with the cells
That mechanically follow the path laid before them.
I want to get lost inside myself
Through the paths of an all too twisted brain
In the eyes that have seen too much
In the mouth that delivers lies and delusions
In the kidneys that can't take one more coffee,
One more energy drink, one more ounce of caffeine.
I want to get lost inside myself
In the vagina that has stubbornly welcomed too many strangers
In the smoke-filled lungs that house too many cigarettes
In the ocean of a liver that has yet to break down the last char
take me.I want you to take me
Like youve never taken anyone before,
Like youve never touched, felt, held anyone
Like youve never wanted, craved, anyone
Like youve never needed.
I want you to touch me
Like youve just discovered your hands,
To look at me
Like youve never had the power of sight.
I want you to love, love, love me
Like its keeping you alive,
Like Im the organs, arteries, cells that keep you breathing.
I want you to have
Plenty of times before.
I am the one
that makes you believe its the first time
and know its the last time,
any of that will ever happen
Old Spice-Different Nations and CitiesBonjour Ladies , Look at Your man. Now Back at me. Now back at your man. Now back at me again. Sadly he is not me. But if he stopped eating hamburgers and benched pressed moose like me , he could attempt to be MANLY like me. Look down. Back up! Where are we? We're on an iceberg in the arctic. What have I got? It's a baby seal. Look again! The seal is now maple syrup. Anything is possible when your canadian , I'm on a bear.
'ello Ladies Look at Your man. Now Back at me. Now back at your man. Now back at me again. Sadly he is not me. But if he started using magic, stop being a frog face and drank tea like me he could attempt to be MANLY like me. Look down. Back up! Where are we? We're on candy mountain. What have I got? It's a baby fairy . Look again! The fairy is now pixie dust. Anything is possible when your british , I'm on a Unicorn.
Konichiwa radies rook at Your man. Now Back at me. Now back at your man. Now back at me again. Sadly he is not me. But if he stopped singing gangnam sty
Straws I used to play with straws when I was a kid.
Despite our family's obvious comfortable financial status, my siblings and I, some reason,lacked in toys. While others just replayed whatever toys they may have over and over again, I, for some really odd reason, became fixated with straws.
It's a hobby I shared with no one, since it was odd for children my age to become fixated with straws, when they have their Hot Wheels and Jenga and UNOs, or if they're really lucky, a computer to play with.
Straws, were in a way, my own toys to play with, something to indulge in my fleeting childhood interest in architecture and structures.
The real reason I chose straws, however, is its cheapness and accessibility. You can get straws almost anywhere. The moment I finished my Slurpee, I'd wash the straw and keep it in a box. If I finished drinking a box of milk, the straw will be washed and stored in the same b
Blood MoonWe stood in the middle of the road in flip flops and winter jackets. Our silhouettes were outlined by the motion sensor lights on the porch, our heads tilted back searching the sky.
"Have we ever even looked for the moon out here before?"
She shrugs and sighs. "No, but we also have never been out at half past twelve."
"Yes we have. We just never looked at the sky." Maybe because we didn't care if it was their, as long as we had the porch light, we didn't need the moon. But i didn't say that.
I saw lights down the road but they weren't moving closer.
"Should we go up to the turn-around?"
The car sounded exceptionally loud leaving the driveway at this time. We pulled up on the mat of pine needles on the side of the road and stepped out of the car. We went to both sides of the road and strained our necks but we saw nothing.
"Should we go to the bottom of the hill?" It's a mountain. I know why she calls it the hill though. It's such a gradual slope you'd never guess you were a thousa
Percy Jackson : The Frozen Flame REMAKE : Part 43 The rest of the day went on normally, I just kept thinking... I went over to Zoey and Leonidas. They weren't participating in the Greek Festivities. "Aren't you supposed to be with them?" Zoey asked me when I approached, she mentioned to the other Campers at the Camp Fire. I shook my head, "I could be, but I need to talk to you guys." "Sure, what do you wanna talk about?" "Well... Doesn't our quest seem... Unfinished? It might sound crazy, but we still haven't gotten all the answers. We need to prepare, but... How? How exactly do we prepare for this?" Zoey twirled and arrow between her fingers, as she always did when she was nervous.
"Your right, our job does seem unfinished, but what exactly are we to do? We should ask your Camps Elder. You trust his wisdom and guidance and that's good enough for us. Lets go." I nodded, "You guys head over, I'll go round up the others." I somehow managed to find Percy in the crowd and pry him from Annabeth who looked at us suspiciously. H
Intrusa en el pantanoLaila se agachó ante el nuevo ataque de los no muertos. Cuando pensó que todo estaba perdido Roderick la protegió con su libro-tanque de ser mordida. La chica le dedicó una mirada de agradecimiento antes de volver al ataque. Dando vueltas, se encontraron rodeados.
-¡¡Donde diablos esta Ademar!!-
Tres días antes.
-Me alegra que consigas tiempo para venir conmigo a la misión, Adi- Laila caminaba acompañada de Ademar hacia los establos.
-Me alegra que me hayas invitado, la verdad, estaba algo aburrido- Ademar observaba fascinado a Susy en sus manos. La hadita asentía a todo lo que los chicos decían como si estuviese de acuerdo.
Cuando llegaron al establo Roderick los estaba esperando con los caballos y la alpaca listos. Susy revoloteó hasta el elfo y lo abrazó con una enorme sonrisa. Cuando Roderick observó a Ademar acompañando a Laila su sonrisa de burla fue
Death of Memory Is UnavoidableLight travels 186,282 miles a second. Those points of light littering the night sky...how many still burn? It has traveled for countless eons to reach us, to gift us with a single dot of radiance.
But is it all a mirage? A lie? How many of those stars have already passed from this universe?
It is the same with us...with the Earth and humanity. We will be but a tiny flame upon the cosmos, destined to be snuffed out. Then we will be forgotten. Stars will still burn, planets will still thrive, the universe will still breath on...all without us.
So take my advice here and now... Live your life as you see fit. Because you, too, will be forgotten amid the raging seas of life and death within humanity. Up until the human race itself no longer exists.
The Miracle (formerly Powerwheels) chapter 3~chapter 3~
Over the next few months Sadie had gotten much stronger; by the end of March she was sitting up on her own, and was in the process of relearning to stand. Sadie was also learning how to control her gait when she walked or stood. When she first learned to walk with her walker, before her surgery, her gait was extremely wobbly. Now, 3 weeks after her surgery when she stood, her gait was mostly stable, and she could finally manage to both stand and grab something at the same time without falling. This made her parents very proud, their little girl, who was thought to never walk, run or play, was now standing on her own, and if she kept going at this pace, she would be walking independently very soon.
Now at age 6, Sadie was in first grade, and she could stand and walk on her own for short periods of time, with a stable gait. Flashback a year before, and she was just learning to stand again. Now that Sadie could walk for short distances without h
Titanic - Birth Of A Legend - Epilogue
The story of the Titanic and that of her legend remains alive and well to this very day... it was in the years after she sank that turned her into more than just any normal legend... an eternal and spiritual legend and it all happened almost seventy years later when the world thought that the great ship would never been or heard from again.
In 1980, Titanic was discovered and found by NUMA, known as the National Underwater and Marine Agency, led by Dirk Pitt. She was found laying more than over two miles down below the surface, intact and mostly in perfect condition with only little signs of deterioration. With that year of 1980, Titanic was raised and towed to New York where she at last completed her maiden voyage. Then NUMA decided to put her into preservation and began a massive project to restore her and get her back into working order. Clive Palmer, an Australian Billionaire, led the project to bring Titanic back to life and have her as the flag ship to serve for his shipping comp
Broken Promises (Chapter 1)I am worthless, i do everything wrong and i always cause problems.
I probably don’t even deserve to life.
Tears rolled over her cheek while she sat in the darkest corner of her room.
Pain... So much pain.
She closed her eyes, not caring about the cuts on her wrists.
Oh, how much she disliked her life.
Always putting on a fake smile, laughing with her own stupid jokes, always trying to keep the act up.
Slowly she stood up and walked towards her mirror, resting her forehead against it.
“Heh... I just broke a promise..Again”
She laughed while the tears kept falling and the blood kept running.
“I must be insane.. Look at me.. Laughing..Crying... Cutting..”
At the corner of her eye she could see the picture of her mother.
“Mommy would be dissapointed..”
A sigh could be heard and she slowly sat down on her bed.
“Just like everybody else..”
layers.See, I look at you, and for a second, for a flash in time, I think you get me. I think youve unwrapped me from the layers that have kept me trapped all these years. I think youve destroyed the walls, one brick at a time. I feel like you can finally see me finally see the real me. I feel lighter, I feel less covered. I feel naked. But it feels good. Come to think about it, it feels fucking good. For a second, that is. Then I notice that I was simply caught in between one of my many layers, caught, twisted and tangled. Im trapped in between the layers that blur my eyes, blur my reality, make me see whats not there, make me believe whats not true, make me who you see who everyone sees. But its funny, because I wrapped myself tightly, careful not to let any light, or eyes, shine through. And I built these walls to protect me. To keep me strong and invincible. But whats funny is that I dont know how they turned against me. Theyre n
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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