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SkinI want to tear off my skin
count every vein
watch every heart beat
as I crack open my chest
count every vessel
and watch every muscle contract
feel every nerve
as I watch my blood flow
I want to tear my skin off
see deeply inside
Just to see how everybody is
just then I would learn
to hate myself less
Tear it all off
and watch it all ¬¬grow back
and maybe I’ll become anew again
This time I’ll love myself
KH: MomentThey knew this day would come at some point, she was a God except that had, regrettably, not granted her immorality of a one. Which, knowing Nanami she didn't mind at all, she was always a human woman first and it was something they knew would happen in the future, Tomoe and Mizuki had started to prepare themselves for this reality, but it was always far off in the future.
They didn't expect it to happen when she was so young, only in her early thirties. But it seemed her own family's curse had caught up to her.
She coughed, smiling as Tomoe brought another warm towel to press against her head. Things had happened so fast, a cold that didn't seem to go away as the months passed. But she ignored it, there was always so much to do. She had more than enough patrons coming every day, Mizuki and Tomoe writing prayers down so she could look at them at night, and having a young child, a girl, only a year old in the shrine didn't help much at all.
In all the chaos Nanami still loved it, even n
Razaya: To Kiss a MachineRazer would wonder what it was like to kiss Aya, despite his better intentions. The thoughts, fantasies really, grew so much that it became harder to ignore. Despite the harsh voice persisting in the back of his mind that he couldn't do this. It was a betrayal to Illana! He had too much to make up for, why did he deserve any happiness?
She was a machine as well, a machine couldn't love, not like a human. Razer knew what was expected in a relationship, what he wanted and that Aya could not give him that. Even if Aya was different, how she smiled and how she spoke was more and more living like than he ever wanted to admit. And she had warmth as well, the tips of her green fingers, and her cheeks. It wasn't something you noticed at first, but Razer knew.
He thought of this at night, alone in the cold room with only the hum of the ship and sounds of his crew mates showing they were alive, and he wasn't alone. His room was dark, no light coming in and he was alone with his thoughts, which a
KH: LateEverything went terribly wrong, in all ways that it could. Every bad instance, every outcome had turned the wrong way as Nanami found herself back in the present. She could hear running as her eyes dropped low, losing conscious again, and her hands sticky with blood.
Her own blood, the only image in her mind was his face and wondering if that's how he looked when he cried.
Nanami woke with a start then, the shrine quiet but she felt a heavy body next to her, shaking almost. She turned and saw Mizuki lying next to her, his face twisted as if he was having a nightmare and it was the first instance that Nanami got that something was wrong. More so that Tomoe wasn't there, but she wasn't sure how all of this worked, and what condition he would be. She moved slightly, pain moving rapidly through her as she let out a scream.
Mizuki stood up in a flash, talking to her in a frantic voice, Nanami curled in a ball, her stomach in pain, and everything went fuzzy and numb before Mikage arrived, an
That DayI died a little that day
Something I will never get back
washed away with the tears
with the screams of regret and sorrow
Nothing will be the same
The pain is dulled, but never leaves
Always there underneath
The memories have a painful sting to them
I died a little that day
remembering that last touch
That last contact with your eyes
So much to say
It happened too quickly
I died a little that day
Something I will never get back
My heart is broken
My resolve is gone
I'm a coward
My rock was stolen
Split in two
I don't know what to do
Without You near me
Always there, never from my side
Never a moment or incident
without knowing I had you
I died that day
Who I am
Will never be the one you had
My heart bursts
For I died that day.
Magi: ScarsSome were soft, white almost the same color as her skin blending in perfectly. But others ragged, red or pink, long and thick across her back, neck and arms. It was something he never noticed before, or maybe he didn't want to notice it or really think about just what she had endured before they met, and as well as since then.
Since Alibaba was positive that he was responsible for the new scars that were much lighter and pinker then some. His eyes narrowed slightly as he sat up, staring down at her watching her back move slowly up and down as she breathed, his mouth softened slightly as he lifted his hand and lightly moved his finger over one.
It was softer than he thought it be, which made his more curious as he trailed his fingers over more, rough, some weren't smooth but pushed up slightly, like it didn't heal as it should have. Part of Alibaba wondered why he never noticed before, or why he didn't want to be notice because there were many chances before this.
But it wasn't somethin
Kamisam Hajimemashita: MineEmotion clogged his throat as she laid the child in hands, her warm hand touching his, guiding them as she spoke lowly on how to hold the child. But Tomoe didn't hear any of it, his violet eyes not able to leave the child.
His and Nanami's child.
It felt like a dream, a terrible horrible dream that would be ripped away from him when he woke up, and would be trapped in that mirror, strength leaving his body and all of it only lonely delusion in his last moments.
But it didn't happen, as minuets passed, the child squirmed slightly, but held fast asleep. Tired from her long journey into this world, He could hear Nanami's voice chattering in the background, along with The Snake's and a few friends that had come to visit and be there for the birth.
It was only this child, who had Nanami's hair which was soft that it was hard to tell it was brown, or that there was hair at all, but small fox-like ears on top of her head that twitched and moved from every sound as she got used to e
GaLe: SentimentalShe was small.
He teased Levy for it, and he knew it was something she was insecure about. But now at that moment it wasn't until she was curled at his side, fast asleep with only the sheet covering her that he truly noticed how small she was, fragile almost.
It was kind of disconcerting, like he was seeing her for the first time.
He turned to his side, watching her. Gajeel wasn't someone sentimental, and if she caught him he just say he had just woken up as well and turn away. She probably would pout before hugging him, saying he was being rude because after so long she probably could see through the act by now.
But it was the truth, he wasn't one to stare longingly or say sentimental things or things she wanted to hear. It wasn't how he was raised and that wouldn't change. He faster pick on her height than say the sweet nothings he caught her reading once in a book.
But now it didn't matter because she wasn't awake. Levy's face was soft and in a deep sleep as she curled in a small ba
GaLe: Broken Fairy TaleDragons where to be slayed, not loved.
That's how the story always went in her favorite books as a child. It fascinated Levy how the dragon in the stories never seemed to learn, of course they were formulaic stories, which she understood now. But as a child sitting there as she read story after story of the dragon it confused her and made her a little sad.
But that's how it always went.
But now, years later that thought process changed. The dragon wasn't bad; he was terrifying but also friendly. But of course they were two different dragons, but the one she thought of and now stared at was confusing to her. A part of her was terrified of him (it was hard not to be, since he gave her many reasons to be scared but also many reasons not to be scared). But even so he confused Levy so much, he was different then she thought he was or would be and he grew softer more easily to talk to and be around, despite her slight reprehension of him at first.
And then things changed.
That one week
Self made birth story generatorHow to use this is simple. Go to RANDOM.ORG and use their random numbers generator. Just put it to a 1 to 7 scale and you'll be fine. If you use this, tell me; I look forward to seeing what ever it is that you make.
Step 1: species
2: egg based
Step 2: size
6: smaller than normal
7: larger than normal
Step 3: occupation
1: High school
2: house wife
5: collage student
Step 4: help
Step 5: cause
4: self impregnation
Step 6: location
4: the woods
5: a river
7: in the middle of nowhere
Step 7: time of birth
1: due date
2: three weeks early
3: two weeks early
4: one week early
5: one week overdue
6: two weeks overdue
7: three weeks overdue
Welcome Negative?The Charters:
-Merlyn (me) -MMX -Bnemesis -CCD -Minesis -MasterMine
I was running, practical for my life! It was night and I was alone in the forest running in fear I would be killed. Finally I saw it the base "FINALLY" I yelled. I heard lots of chatter in the base when I was jogging to it. I heard the door open it was MMX she ran to me and I passed out.
I ran to Merlyn as fast as I could, she passed out when I got to her. Luckily I caught her before she hit the ground. I carried her back into the base as everyone looked to see who it was. Then CCD was following me saying "Who is it?' over and over again.
Then she left when I finally got to our room I laid her down in her bed. Then I quickly yelled for someone to come help me. Then I saw Bnemesis coming through the door I told her to get some water as I move Merlyn to the bath tub. I thought to myself that this should work since she is cat-angel hyrbrid. Bnemesis got the bucket of water and sh
SDCC: Godzilla 2Mothra. Rodan. King Ghidorah. What do these all have in common? They're starring in the upcoming sequel to the new Godzilla movie!
Murder is TheftA murderer is a thief.
But, to say that a murderer is a thief, we must first define a thief.
A thief is a person who secretly steals for their own benefit. Although, there are a few thieves who take for the benefit of others. Either way, they take something that is not of their own belonging with no intention of returning the item.
Most thieves steal things such as money, jewelry, laptops, TVs, watches, credit cards, and so on.
Now, a murderer performs a very special kind of theft. They won't take your money, jewelry, laptop, TV, watch, credit cards, and so on. You may not even see them coming. Instead, a murderer will take your life. They will steal your soul, being, essence, mortality, health, and so on.
In the blink of an eye, your life will drain away from your body, and they will have taken your life. There is no way to return this to you, so it is theirs to keep.
A murderer is a thief.
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TAKEN FROM HIS OWN MOTHER?! Ep. 1 CHANGE
A Tale of Huntinarth – Saga 01: Fear:
Episode One: CHANGE
Naevin looked up, at his mother. Tears filled her eyes, and it broke him. It broke him. His mother, his mom, she stood before him as she was little. She was weak. She was pathetic, and she was a nothing. She was crying, crying, his mother. Oh, what was he to do? What was he to do? His mother, the woman who wiped all his tears. The woman that was this great, big wall around him that protected him from the evil in the world. The woman of whom love emitted from her soft, and gentle touch, and the woman who would tear head s and arms off anyone who threatened him. A completely selfless woman who's love engulfed all else. A strong, and caring woman who always held him close, and told him that everything was going to be alright. Who told him that it was going to be okay; who was strong for him. Yes, strong for him, she had to have been…. and, Naevin, he knew, now that
Britney's Inflated Fun DayWARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY MAY CONTAIN FEMALE INFLATION AND POSSIABLE REVEALING(BUT NOT NAKED) PARTS AS WELL. SO IF YOU ARE NOT A FAN OF THIS KIND OF STUFF, PLEASE HIT THE BACK BUTTON AND LEAVE. ALSO, PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION FOR DETAILS AFTER READING THIS. THANK YOU AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY
It was another nice harm sunny day in town, nothing but nice clouds in the sky. Britney was just walking returning home after a nice long day at work. Britney was a gouges young thin white woman at around the age of 20 or so. She had blue eyes, long blond hair down to her back area, she was wearing a Blue Bloss, Black Tight Pants, a blue flower on the left side on her hair, Blue open heels, and Blue Nail Polish. She was known in town to be Kind, Caring, Motherly, Very Sweet and everyone would just love to be around her. Her breasts appeared to be around D or DD sized and she had a very attracting rear end that almost any guy or girl would like to have(cause she is also Bi Sexually).
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The Ground and The SkyWhen all you see is the ground, the dirt and plants. The lowest of life at it's fullest, and how dirty things could and would be. When that is all you see and want to see. To scared to look up, to look above you.
It's always amazing when you see how blue the sky is. And it becomes the most beautiful thing in the world to you. Even when it's clouded and dark (darker than the dirt) or when it's bright and the sun stings your eyes.
And that's all you remember when you finally let go and look back at the ground. And for a moment it becomes beautiful too. And all you can remember is that blue, blue sky that filled you with hope that everything will be okay.
Because it had to be okay to be able to witness so much beauty at one time.
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