For YouI would do anything for youGive an arm, a legAnything you could ever want or needI would give to youI would sacrifice my life for youSo many things I would doI am here for youI love youMore than you’ll ever know
Another Damned SoulThe only reason you’d be sorry if I were to die is because you’d lose your favorite vent. A vent that isn't new or old, your favorite one that works the best in the whole house. Vents are your favorite thing. They’re always there for you because they can’t speak or even make a noise or you’d just change them until they’re quiet again. And vents can’t leave, or break, because you’d just replace them without a second thought in your mind to their feelings. Another damned soul into the lonely, empty graveyard of the forgotten dead. The ones everyone abandoned. No one really, truly cared about. The ones that every night cry out just for someone to reach out and ask, “Are you okay”. Not to be the vent, but the friend. To not just have to listen, but to be heard. To be able to say, “I’m not okay” and not be judged. To be able to be human.
OpheliaDo you ever have the feeling you were destined to do something great? To make your impact on the world? Fight crime. Find the cure for cancer. Save all the puppies. Well, I never got one of those feelings. I just go to school, go to the mall, hang out, eat some food. Nothing special at all. I have a mom, dad, and even a little sister. A typical family. Sister is Lily, stepmom is Denise, and stepdad is Steven. My sister looks like Denise, brown eyes and hair; only thing Steven has different is the hair, black like a stallion.Oh right, probably should introduce myself. Name is Ophelia. There is a little difference between them to me... I have blonde hair and green eyes. Just a small difference right? Well, it's kind of because I'm adopted. Thing is, mommy and daddy didn't think they could have kids of their own when they adopted me at four. But nine years later Lily pops out. Guess it took a while to kick it into drive. Steven and Denise knew my real parents from college and they couldn
There goes my heartThere goes my heartYou keep breaking itThere goes my heartThe aching painThere goes my heartSmashed into piecesThere goes my heartInto dust it turnsThere goes my heartNever to be seen again
Surrounded by LoveSurrounded by darknessEncased by fearNothing but screams to bearCold as a desert nightLonely as the single wolfEndless tears to fallTime ticks slowlyA light can be seenToo far to reachClose enough to teaseA tired soul cries outNever to be heardSurrounded by darknessEncased by fearNothing but screams to bearCold as a desert nightLonely as the single wolfEvery tear to be shedLight overcomes the darknessSurrounded by loveWarm and safeNever lonelyAlways togetherNot a single tear to be shed
Love...Through it all.All that we do.Do what you must.Must you say that?That you don't love,Love is so stupid.Stupidly in love I stay.Stay never leave.Leaving me alone?Alone I am.Am I really?Really I am free.Free at last.
I am a writer.And I don't even careif the world hears my story.All I want to dois put my ink to paperand stain the white with all the thingsyou said to meand watch the paper blackenuntil you can't see the lines,because I am a writer.And I always carry my penso I can stain the world with my storiesthe way you stained me.I'll see you in the pages.
wands up your face had many names, each one a ring in the tree of your life; a paragon in the arts, a kind voice in the wind you were the lighthouse in the fog, the booming presence from above, the firework display in Germany, and the wizard who struck Muggle gold in the hearts of millions; the laughter in your halls will cease to be mo
I Ship UsI can not measure our lovein words, but in how tightwe hug when we finallysee each other again. Thereis starshine in your smileand I could swear that youare Aurora, wreathed inbeauty, but with less sleepingand more ass-kicking.You are kind and selfless,a true paragon of loveand a goddess of all thingsgood. where most have blood,you have eternal love.all the light in the worldis simply not enoughto express the lightyour friendship andlove bring to me.Passion and excitementexude from everythingthat you do and you pouryour heart into; everything youmake, everything you touch.When we first met, there wasn'ta doubt in my mind that Ihad found one of my soulmates,someone who could laughover puns and obsess overpokemon, someone who wouldn'tjudge me on anything I'd done.A kind soul that is therefor all to see. One that hasbeen scarred and one Iwish to protect. Everythingyou do becomes bettersimply by your being there.You are the reason I believein friends b
Love Is BlindWhy do you still want him after everything that he did..You offered him your heart, body and soul,and he damaged your soul and threw your heart like it was nothing,he took the body and after he was done he threw it away it, too.So, why do you still dream of him..why want someone like him..?
Midnight SkiesWild blue in your eerie eyesis flickering like midnight skies,it makes me mad, it makes me achefor something more than a random heartache.And your heart is timid like a small, untamed foxburied deep in the ground in a black onyx box.I want it bad, I want it now,like a chaotic emerald necklace, someday, somehow.You're everything and more, a misty shadow and a morning glow,a furious fire and an icy snow,a kingdom of gold and a crumbling throne.
ace of spades1. i come out wrong.well, no, sorry.i come out loudly. i tell my friendsalmost immediately, beforethe puzzle is even halfway complete.i tell them that given the opportunityand the consent i would probablyfuck the waitress that waved at usas we walked in. but the wordsaren’t as true as i want them to be,mostly because i don’t want to fuck her,i want to hold her hand.i want to be the one that gets to hug herfrom behind and kiss her cheek when she’s sad.i wanna know if she’s afraid ofthunderstorms, i wanna know if shebuilds blanket forts, i wanna knowher stance on eskimo kisses and if shewould let someone like me beher little spoon.but there’s not a word for that,so i say fuck when really i mean cuddle,and i come out wrong.2. when he kisses me, i trymy hardest to think about fireworks,but inside me there’s nothingbut a clock ticking in my head,counting the seconds untili can be not kissing him anymore. i pull backbecause my
GayI am gay.I'm not a disease, I'm not a problemI'm not an afflictionI don't need treatment.I don't need helpI'm not sickI'm not confusedI'm not a sin.I am gay.I'm your daughterYour sisterYour friendYour co workerYour classmateYour acquaintanceA complete strangerI am gay.I need love, just like youI need smilesI need supportI need a hugI need a friendI need a familyI need acceptanceI need understandingI need youI am gay.I know what love isI know what pain isI know what hate isI know what life isI am gay.And I need you to love meThe same way you loved me before you knewI am gay.And I have experienced hateFrom more people than just youI am gay.And I wont change.I wont give up.I wont back down.I wont pretend.I wont lie.I wont deny.I wont hide.I wont hurt.I am gay.And that's okay.
speak up before it's too lateit saddens me deeplyhow the differencebetween making your lifeand taking your lifeis a single letterremember the importanceof words-speak up before it's too late
Isabella Gets Kinda Salty About FeminismTeach me how to be soft.Like Monet paintings.All pastel and water colorSo easily washed away.But so breath takingly pretty.Teach me how to be quiet. (Ha!)Like the breeze whistling through the trees.Delicate and belonging to Spring.Turn my hurricane winds into something you can handle.Teach me how to be beautiful.A paper cut out doll from your magazines, so easily ripped in to two.But don't I look so nice in this dress?Make my hair like silkInstead of a mess of tangled curls.Take your burning hot flat irons and turn every fiery red head knot into golden blonde.Style it until I look like a Hollywood princess.Sick and utterly gorgeous.Am I perfect to you now?You took my storms and made me into a colorless July sky.But you tell me 'Smile honey'Cameras go 'Snap snap snap'And I can hear my heart beat in them.You've taught me this since I was born.But I know better now.My pretty is uniqueLike wild flowers and thunderstorms.Vibrant and loud.And I will not be tamed,B
Was It Love?She holds on tight,but he lets go,She needs him,but he doesn't need her,She believes,but he gave up,She loves him,but he never loved her.