roxy's a cannibal
or at least, she was
she's still a bit gory
but that's not what defines this thug
she's not like the others
built from sugar and spice
she's much more complex
and not in the least bit nice
a computer hog
just like yours truly
she's so smexy
even if her hair is unruly
i'd give an arm and leg
to hug this woman right now
six states keeping us apart
is truly profound
curse the gods
for bearing us separately
she's my other half
and that, sir, is no mystery
there aren't enough words
(or time for that matter)
to describe my admiration
or the fact that if she disappeared
my heart would just shatter
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roxy's a cannibal
or at least, she was
she's still a bit gory
but that's not what defines this thug
she's not like the others
built from sugar and spice
she's much more complex
and not in the least bit nice
a computer hog
just like yours truly
she's so smexy
even if her hair is unruly
i'd give an arm and leg
to hug this woman right now
six states keeping us apart
is truly profound
curse the gods
for bearing us separately
she's my other half
and that, sir, is no mystery
there aren't enough words
(or time for that matter)
to describe my admiration
or the fact that if she disappeared
my heart would just shatter
t
No Meaning, Just Feeling by WordOfChen, literature
Literature
No Meaning, Just Feeling
No Meaning, Just Feeling:
It's all just words across the page
You put them together in an angry rage.
You wanted to get these feelings out
But writing's not what this is about...
You're tired of expressing
How you think you feel.
You'd rather just scream
At least it's real....
No sense or logic
Just raw emotion.
Like the churning waves
Of a sleeping ocean.
Destroy the structure
Of all you say.
Take away the illusions
They get in the way...
Just say what you think
And you might go free.
But maybe this isn't how it's supposed to be...
"Is it really not possible, to scream through words?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 21st April 2012
Twilight-Uncensored Ch.2Review by AssClownFish, literature
Literature
Twilight-Uncensored Ch.2Review
Review of Chapter Two
From Twilight
By Stephenie Meyer
Okay, so I'm back again with the second chapter of Twilight.
Just like last time, I'm going to start off by saying that I'm going into this with a perspective that may be harsh, too critical and possibly laced with more F-bombs than an Eminem song. I'm giving you the view of Twilight as raw from me as possible. This is also just for fun guys. I'm not torturing myself too much, because I love to rant and rave like the next bastard and you like to be entertained. Don't lie. Fuckers.
Last time I started on the book with the preface and chapter one; introducing the character Bella and a
Delusion:
You've covered yourself with blankets
Like you're hiding from the bogey man.
You're so enraptured with your own ego
That you reject the helping hand!
You twisted what was a friendly gesture
And called it your very right.
Now it's time for you to fade away
Into the bitter cold of night.
I'm about to show you reality
So stay tuned and watch me work.
I'll paint you a vivid picture
That'll give your heart a jerk...
See you thought you should be top side;
Basking in the morning glory
But you're sitting in a filthy sewer
This is your fucking story.
When first you stepped upon the crowds;
Like a sea of angry sharks
They
I Am So Disturbed:
How long will it burn me,
In darkness cloaked.
Raped by a voice,
Of death it spoke.
The ceiling revolves with words of sorrow,
Draped on the walls, they are creatures hollow.
Screaming and crying, the death we seek,
The eyes that stare, when I fall asleep.
Voiceless whispers and empty sound,
The pattern of drool, that stains the ground.
Endlessly scratching at walls and eyes,
I stare at reflections that breathe to die.
The darkened shadows that seem to stain,
The constant sound of a pouring rain.
Wherever I go, the eyes that lead,
Within me planting a dirty seed.
Again and again I am twisted by sound,
I wa
Self Righteous Suicide:
We're sleeping,
In a cold world,
That has long denied the light.
We isolate,
Each other,
As we walk alone at night.
We plot,
Unholy vengeance,
As we dream of endless death,
We hate,
Our reflections,
As we choke away our breath.
We sleep,
And suffer,
Tormented by our dreams.
Alone,
And frightened,
None shall hear our screams.
So sick,
So vengeful,
A taste that is sickly sweet...
Let me end,
This life,
For hope I shall not meet...
"Why should we alone cry, when angels deserve to die?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 24th February 2012
me roosta. ~RoosterPlz (https://www.deviantart.com/roosterplz)
me moosta. :iconmooseplz:
me shampoosta. :iconsoapplz:
me bloosta. :iconblooplz:
me scooby dootsa. :iconscoobydooplz:
me pikachuusta. :iconpikachuplz:
YES.
anyways. not much to say here. my spring break is almost up. i thought i would have uploaded something by now, but obviously i haven't.
i have a packet that's worth 2 grades and 2 books that i should have been reading, but neither are done. |D
lol i'm such a procrastinator. :'D i have gotten nothing done this week.
i probably won't even do my work because i'm a rebel like that.
pffft WHO NEEDS PASSING GRADES?
a's and b's are for losers. |D
i f
I JUST SAW THE HUNGER GAMES.
WITH MY UNCLE JAMIE.
WHO ALSO REPAIRED MY BUTTERFLY KNIFE.
i love him so freaking much you don't understand.
the hunger games was amazing ~excitedlaplz (https://www.deviantart.com/excitedlaplz)
likeomg you dont understand.
it stayed true to the book for the most part. o:
BUT KATNISS DIDNT SING THE HANGING TREE.
SHE SANG SOME OTHER SONG.
i think.
fuck, i don't remember what it was she sang when rue died in the book.
YEAH ANYWAYS.
it was cool. c:
so is my uncle.
and from youtube tutorials, i am flipping my knife like a baws. <3
it does.
it gets your hopes up and then crushes them.
it makes you feel all these ugly emotions.
i hate everything right now.
everything.
even you, whoever you are reading my journal.
and then i'm just sad. both at the same time.
i want to punch you in the face right now.
i want to cry on your shoulder.
i feel like i can't breathe.
i'm just mad at the world.
i do, too. ;-; i woke up this morning. summer just has this specific smell and feeling, y'know? it's always really cold in my room when i first wake up 'cause the air's running and it smells like... processed air. and every time i wake up, i think about aurin. and aldric and gabeday and wolves. and em and rai and pony and andi. cuz last summer, i would always wake up thinking about my replies. |DDDD and now it's freakin' haunting me.
ugghhhh. we need to get them back. ; - ; first we need to get roxmare back. i'm fucking dying, yo. i haven't written anything in months. we need to do something. go help em & pony remake shift. find rai, wherever the fuck she went. i know where we can find andi; i emailed kaitlyn yesterday.
MEE TOO. i haven't touched my keyboard like that for a month. :/ i mean, i want to help them and get the gang back together, but with school... i don't have the time for it. i finally got my grades back up from not doing my homework, and i have exams... just another month, and then i'll be back up and typing. :'D but see, i got to thinking about it, and they all irritated me cuz none of them ever wanted to reply. :/ i mean, i can understand having a block, but you just gotta do what you can, yknow? it's one thing to have no muse, but another just put it off for weeks because you don't feel like it.