|This time wont you save me <3|
|This time wont you save me <3|
FutureA wise man once wrote: "We all will forget what it's like to be sixteen when we turn seventeen, we will all be someones mom or dad someday but this isn't then this is now and now we are infinite. " These words are all hauntingly true and familiar to each one of us. Some of us will go own to be bosses of those who tormented us, others lower than dirt. When you go out into the real world nothing else matters but your friends, your true love, and your family. Yes, there will be times when all of us feel like giving in. I have felt that way for so long now that I am ready to move on to my future. I want to be something more than an insomniac, something more than a hopeless romantic, something more than a black sheep among my peers. Everyone's lives will change one day. Seeing many of my friends grow and change and seeing how many times I have been hurt throughout the years makes me realize: everything I have done has led me here. It has led me to my senior year. My heart has spilled more sFuture by funkgirl9
Black and WhiteRight.Black and White by mattgoulty
We all know the difference,
But what about everything else?
What of all the million shades of grey,
That occupy the void between?
I have drawn lines, and I have crossed them,
And known that I have been wrong,
Completely and utterly.
But, sometimes, life isn't always so crystall clear,
So black and white.
Sometimes, we find ourselves lost amongst a sea of uncertainty,
Where we must find truth in reason,
With understanding, compassion.
Sometimes, we must have faith in order to bring light to darkness,
Colour to the void.
Life isn't always black and white.
Try to remember that.
Ninety and FortyPunch-drunk from bourbonNinety and Forty by random-kumquats
And beer, he stumbled
Through the dim, smoky
Bar toward the door.
The night air embraced him.
Gravel crunch'd beneath
His feet as he cross'd
The lot to meet his
He mounted the bike
No one had taken his keys.
Down the country road he
Roar'd at ninety. Trees
Flew by on either
Side. Reflectors in
Between bright yellow
Lines glinted orange
In his headlights. They
Him, causing sleep to
Tug at his eyelids.
Was taking its hold.
Yet he kept driving.
The road was curving
Up ahead. It was
Coming at him fast
And furious. He
Began to take it,
Not caring to slow.
It was such a sharp bend.
On the other side
Of that same curve, a
Was coming head-on.
It was going forty.
Before the turn was
Halfway taken, the
By drunkenness and
The lure of sleep. Soon,
Consciousness lost him.
The bike began to
Tilt with its master
Toward the bend's two
Failwulf Chapter OneFailwulfFailwulf Chapter One by MewZakuro123
Based on the epic poem Beowulf
CHAPTER ONE: THE HALL HEOROT
The year is 700, in Denmark and the mighty King Hrothgar decides to build a great hall The Hall Heorot!
King Hrothgar: Today, my followers, I have decided to build a great hall The Hall Heorot!
People of the Castle: YAY!
King Hrothgar: And we shall have fun, and dance, and drink mead, and sing songs, and gamble our hard-earned money!
People of the Castle: HUZZAH!
Queen Wealtheow: I am so proud of you, darling.
King Hrothgar: Thank you! *to his people* Also, we shall be very loud!
People of the Castle: WE LOVE DECIBELS!
Decibels: I am over 120! Oh, no! So loud! I hope the loudness doesn't annoy anyone living around here In old smelly Fens With names that sound like "Mendel," or "Rendel" or anything like that
-10 days pass-
10 Days: I am how long it took to build Hall Heorot! Yay! One day more than 9, one day less than 11! 10 DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYS!
Hall Heorot: I am standing strong, I am
UntoldIt's an age old storyUntold by NoOtherKing
Prince Charming and his princess,
Knights in shining armor
Damsels swept off their feet
But what about the untold fairy tales
That end in unhappily ever after?
The stories that go unheard
With unhappy endings
To some, it is Reality,
To some, it is Life.
It happens all around us
But nobody tells those.
We like our happy fantasy
With dashing heroes and beauteous maidens,
And no broken hearts,
Empty promises, or stolen lives
The silent stories nobody hears
Are content to stay that way
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I am little miss Tazer Terror
Call me Tazer-Chan
I am by myself but im still awesome <3
If You Watch me, You are hearby proclamed one of my lazers <3
Hit me up for anything <3
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Favourite genre of music: Many kinds
Favourite style of art: whatever I fave
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Favourite cartoon character: Axel!!!
Personal Quote: When Your love lets you go, you only want love more, even if love wasnt what you were looking for &l