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I Am AwakeAn oversimplification redundant with truth
But, certainly, this must be the fulcrum of my salvation
We are not a wretched brethren
No coven meant to covet souls
Brothers and sisters of equality
Sisters and brothers, an elevated laity
Huddled and circled as they circle the wagons
The prize of perfection flaking away in the deafening whispers of temptation passing through clenched teeth
I am a vessel too stained to be vestal
No matter the road, it's banked by a devil
Double back from an acrimonious path
Bleached by the contrition for my past
Do not mistake obedience for obsequious masochism
You know they're coming
Know the horseman are closing in
Witch hunts tarnish those judging sin
Evil is an abstract and long term victimization can lead to defending the wicked
These things are sick but I'm not sickened
I AmAn inaudible sigh
A dulled monotone inflection ebbing into the struggle to find words I'm longing to say
Encapsulated in a vast expanse of knowledge of evil
Another hurried glance
The banal and the base exalted in the brutality of divinity
A pharmaceutical muse altered to a scapegoat of treason
My self-indulgent thoughts parading as reason
Awkward, unkempt paragraphs flooding between ivory teeth
No demarcation between heaven from hell
Schadenfreude rattling against keys of damnation
This roaring quiet must be stilled
The illusion of control and seething tedium in our warm embrace
Fallen angel epidermis becomes a cracking, wretched waste
Morphing, shrill succubus, shrieking, harpy, hag raven love of minnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd
Griping bitch, demonic little witch, dragged into a ditch
Blunt force trauma surrogating anesthesia
Violent little twitch, cycle gonna switch, tearing every little stitch, go on have another flinch
Vanilla ThighAborigine albino apparition like a whatever happened to me
A spindly thought process maneuvering synapses
Involuntary skirmish skirting the fine lines of morality
Amoral support until I let go....unclasp my hand from your throat...one last look as you fall into an ambivalent void
All alone in whimsical despondency
And I don't
How I can belong
In this landscape of horror................................and nihilist rage
With or without you I'm equally abysmal
Diametric opposites of wretched despair
You're an integral piece of the circle that's clogged like a drain
Knotted, gritty half-truths and elaborate fabrications
And I want you to watch
As those twisted, weaving lies gag that little throat of yours until they form an obstruction
In my darkest moments I see the truths I rationalize and catalogue into grandiose scenarios and fantastical chance
This cinderblock of anxiety and the sound of my exhaust; this heavy, heaving labor of inhaling/exhaling sexual breathin
Anti-DepressantSlap on whatever curvature of the mouth I can force
Locating is losing to apathy and I'm settling into being settled
Full of snark
Spite is seeping is becoming a recessive trait
Hugs not drugs but oh wait legal drugs(meth used to be legal)
A carefully monitored cocktail of pharmaceuticals
My manufactured state of mind
Bring it on(bring it in)eat the rind(chew the sin)
When exactly will you accept responsibility? When does that factor in?
It didn't happen to me but the stories did
You ****ing failed when you failed to act
It is the object not the steamroller that decides if it will be flattened
Your momma abused you and you call that comfortable?
Excuses, rationalizations and pathetic lies
If you marry an abusive dick then go and get the piss beat out of you
I don't care. You deserve it and earn it.
When you have a child the life you have ends. You are supposed to live for that child and give them all.
That's why I don't want kids.
You birthed them then you watched that prick hurt them, burn them
You heard their cries, their screams, saw the scars
What the ****s wrong with you?
It was bad but it wasn't as bad as your childhood?????
You are a complete failure as a mother
Jesus Christ your daughters are ****ed up.
When I see a story about a child I'll never meet on the news I want to sh
Little SisterPost my violent hurtling into the limbo between child and adult
The worst tragedy of my life.......and yet....
As I lost one of the most important people in my life I gained another
....though I didn't know it yet
How much I would love her
Sheer adoration for her and that silly little fountain of hair
A little growl
The Chutney bowl
......and thousands of precious memories forgotten and cluttered
Buried within the realization that you're a woman there lies just a tiny bit of melancholy 'cause I sure had fun watching you grow
And if I ever have a daughter I hope she's a lot like you
Just thought you should know
Awash in an ocean of them
Crumpled and huddled then scattered
No discernible time..just the eternity of oppression and heartbreak
Their blind, seething rage juxtaposed against these cold floors
The worst of them........I don't know his name
His foul cackle swirling with sobbing and screams
Some men are somehow born with a penchant for cruelty
So many angry, bastard fetuses
His indifference spanned respect, fear, humility, anger and hatred
All that man did fueled his pornographic interest in the soulless horror that aroused him
With eyes needlessly shut in the dark I could hear music in the distance.....the comfort of....friends.............the purity of safety.....
Back to reality.....
........illusion or not....it was better than........Jesus....can I.......what even is this.....?...............heh..........nothing...no thing.....not....hing.....what's a hing?......is that a thing?
Calipiter minutes cocooned into months and I've become a stranger to myself
I have no use for
Innocence is a byproduct of lies
Cows on cruelty free farms still end up dead
A phallic shape for good measure and a big ol' grin
Yeah yeah yeh yah............fallacies
And are you getting my subtext?
I'm gonna put this into your vernacular 'cause you're very dumb
Piss on the books 'cause your lighter won't light
Rubbing two sticks together....wait....what?..I ain't queer
Nobody can see the truth
Eye gouges 2 for 1
Let's fasten the bib 'cause you're getting the spoon
Getting the what?
Not there! Not now! Oh God!
"Shut up and learn to like it"
Those whispers slither and coil
Accustomed to the abuse
When is enough enough?
Can you walk? Can you wait?
A beaten dog cowers
Down and out bash your head on the floor
Ahhhh..................................now....yeah ....they coming, they coming
"They're already here"
Eat Eat MeatCannibalization of thought
Put your teeth against my earlobe
I hear your heat...I feel your breath
The sweet..the sting..pulling, stretching, ripping, tearing
Flesh of my flesh
My anatomy spat out from in between your lips, covered in your saliva and I'm still bleeding out of it
A smug little grin caught in the corner of your mouth
Those awkward, crippled, crooked little steps
Your hurried fear
Agonizing adrenaline bursting with the anticipation of something horrifying
Thoughts about all the things I want one last one of.....
All of those base desires
I have no one I want to see one last final time
I'm crumpled and incomplete
It annoys me that I'm partial but **** it, I'm dead
Edward Elric's 'Short' Rants"Who did you say was small like a grain of rice and doesn't show up in your eyes?!"
"Who did you say was a super-ultra short kid?!"
"Who did you call an ultra hyper midget?!"
"Who did you call miniature size?!"
"Who did you call a shorty who's so small that he's barely visible and hard to target?!"
"Who did you call a shorty that has to be looked through a magnifying glass to actually be seen?!"
"Who are you calling a bean?!"
"Who are you calling a super midget that makes you want to step on him?!"
"Who are you calling a tiny bug that escapes the wrath of a shoe because he's so small that he fits in the grooves and can't get squashed??!"
"Oh yes, I'm so small that you can't see me amongst the grains of sand, like always--!"
"Who're you calling small enough to fit in a microhematocrit tube?!"
"Who are you calling smaller than Endolimax nana??!"
"Who're you calling so small you have to use an oil immersion lens to see him??!"
"Hey!!! Who's calling me a short little shrimp you can't even
The Pieces(Lights up on a young girl child, sitting on a pink patchwork quilt on the floor of a nursery.)
Pieces taste good. Ripped-up, tasty bits. Candy-tasty. Won't you let me taste a taste? Sweet and juicy, please.
(GIRL sticks her fingers in her mouth and closes her eyes.)
Just a taste. The last taste, the best ever. I want it. Want it.
(GIRL removes her fingers, but keeps her eyes closed.)
Dee-lish. So yummy, goody. The pieces. Just want a tasty taste.
(GIRL opens her eyes, and gets up on her knees.)
Please, it, I need so bad! I want them so, so much. So much. I hurt, please, give. They good for me, just please.
(GIRL stands up, approaches audience, ready to throw a tantrum.)
Give me! Now! Or I rip it myself, give! You're being mean, stop it! I want the pie
Dr. Edward Richtofen Quotes"Now zis... IS ZE POWAH!!!!!!!" - Pack-A-Punch a Weapon
"Ah, o bathroom... Not a very interesting place... Unless your German... LIKE ME!!" - Bathroom area (Does not know the activation)
"Zis van didn't photograph so vell..." - Blank Photo (use Square, hold down)
"Hello, Dempshey... Ah, it's just a portrait... AN UGLY ONE! - Dempsey Photo
"His eyes are following me...!" - Nikolai Photo
"Ah, it's a picture of ze monkey bomb..." - Takeo Photo
"Oh, look! It's me... But not quite as magnificent!" - Richtofen Photo
"NINE! TOO CLOSE!" - Kill a Zombie at close range
"AHAHA! A bunch of little pieces of bone fly from it's neck..." - Shoot a zombie in the neck
"BOOM, you have no more head... Ahaha!" - Headshot a zombie and kill
"I take your pain... I put my straw in it! *slurping sounds* And I DRINK IT UP!!" - Kill a zombie
"Who's turning off zhe power ev
FrancexReader: l'amourAs a lover of the French culture and the fine arts, you decided to impulsively apply and somehow managed to get a scholarship from your college to study in France. You managed to get a reasonably priced apartment and a wonderful neighborhood to match.
One sunny Saturday morning, you decided to go to that cute little café with your boyfriend by the park. You brought a book in your bag that matches your simple cardigan shirt-skinny jeans-ballet flats outfit. As you reached the café, you called your perfect boyfriend .well you think he was perfect only because he was your first. You were basically head over heels with this guy. He knew everything that makes you laugh, cry, angry. He knew you were a sucker for the little things in life and love like how you love moonlight dances with only the symphony of the wind , grasshoppers and the distant sounds from the city in that meadow where you first met him.
No way he'll ever betray me like he said "
Honey-Senpai X Reader Sleepover: 7 min. in heaven!(First ending~)
You knew these 'Games' werent real games. You didnt know what kind of games but you were sure you wouldend like them.
"Were gonna play..." the twins said while making weird handgestures "7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN!"
"W-what?!" you yelled at them making Honey jump.
Honey hugged you again "What's wrong (name)-chan? Is it a bad game?" not knowing what the game was about.
You blushed stuttering out: "I-i eumm its about...euuuh..."
The twins enterupted you. This time you were glad they put you out of your misery.
"Well...You gotta put one item in the bag that represents you~ then someone will pull it
out and if they pull out your item they are going to go with you in the closet for
seven minutes~" they explained happely.
"Oh! i understand~" Honey said cutely , it made you blush even more.
He turned to you "Look (name)-chan it isnt that bad~"
The twins shaked their heads and smiled like France.(HETALIA REFERENCE~)
"Oh...and you gotta atleast kiss them
Laxus Dreyar: 7 Minutes in Heaven Pt. 1"HOLY CRAP!!! _____ GOT LAXUS!!" Natsu yelled out, shocked.
(Warning. This contains a high amount of Laxus Dreyar. You have been warned.)
You blinked, looking at his headphones. HIM?! Of all people, the guy you had such a crush on that you couldn't look him in the eyes?! This was just great; you could barely even contain the blush that was trying to spread across your face.
"You coming or not?" Laxus was looking at you, smirking like he thought you couldn't do it.
"Y-yes I'm coming! G-geez..." You got up and tried to stalk into the closet, but failed because Bickslow pushed both you and Laxus in and locked it from the outside.
You stood up, trying to regain balance when you realized the closet was so small you were pressed against him no matter where you turned. You turned red finally, glad he couldn't see. He was muttering something about murder and Bickslow, so he seemed preoccupied enough.
"...down his throat with my left headphone.... anyways, _____, what are we gonna do in here?"
Yo Momma HetaliaHey everyone! It's me,the hero!!
And since everyone knows Im so cool; I got 'Yo momma' jokes and other things for all of you!!
Ok...I was strolling through the internet and found some awesome insults!
*Door slams open...enters Arthur*
uk: What the hell are you doing git? Go to your F***** house!
us: Ah...come on, Iggy-
uk: Would you stop calling me that?! Its bloody annoying....What are you up to now?
us: Awesome!Looks like we have a special guest! We are going to insult him!!!!
*Weird look is given by uk*
uk: pfft... like you can insult the Invincible me!I can out-insult you any given day, you twat.
us: Hey it looks like we have a challenge!! Allllllrrriiiigggghhhhhttyyyy, lay on the jokes....
uk:*devious smile* Well...yo momma so stupid she brought a spoon to the Super Bowl...
us: that was mean....
uk: Ha, serves you right.
us: Ok...redemption time...oh I got one! Yo momma so ugly gold fish crackers won't even smile to you.
uk: well...-___- Yo mama so stupid she thi
15 Hidden Facts About Transformers1). Starscream is actually an extremely hormonal femme. That's why
heshe bitches all the time.
2). Soundwave watches people sleep from the monitor room.
3). Megatron has a bunch of his soldiers walk around in heels because he used to want to start his own fashion line, but he got rejected on account of him squishing one of his potential sponsors. Forcing them to hobble around in nine-inch heels compensates for his lost dream.
4). Shockwave's desk is coated in three inches of dust.
5). Knockout is gay, but everybody knows that, so I effectively wasted number five.
6). Breakdown is also gay, and happens to be Knockout's boyfriend.
7). Shockwave is very lonely. He has even resorted to hopping Skype to find someone to talk to, but even the Webcam sluts hang up on him.
8). The reason Bumblebee is so adorable is because he is actually the most evil being in the universe, but his creators made him super cute so that you're glued to she spot as he tears your innards out. Even
Harry Potter Hetalia Arthur sat down with tea and a good book. This small cafe was starting to grow on him despite the loud New York scenery. Ah...my beloved J.K. Rowling. She knows the magic realm so well. The brilliant plot, the magnificent characters-
us :Hey,bro. Watcha doin? [takes book and OBNOXIOUSLY flips pages making UK lose his page]OOOOOOH! Harry Potter! I have funny jokes for that! Wanna hear?
uk: No,you bloody git.Now give me back my book before I eradicate you with Confringo. -_-
us: . Ok here goes!
Harry runs up to Ron and said "Ron, Ron, Someone killed Dumbledore!"
"Was it serious?" Ron asks.
"No, it was Snape"
[Insert annoying laughter and Iggy's annoyed face]
uk:[shakes head in disappointment] *underneath breath* amateur.
Alfred, I heard your joke;now can you please-
us: Ok. Here's another one. What does a death eater eat for breakfast? Cruci-O's!
uk: Sweet Bloody Mary, GIVE ME MY DAMNED BOOK! I can't believe I'm doing this again. Yo Mama's so ugl
Thou Shall Not JudgeYeah...yep..mmhmm....okay..oh come the....what...ehhh....Are you honestly going to sit there hectoring a smoker as they bundle up to go outside?
"Going out to destroy the temple huh?"
Might want to wipe some of the chocolate off of your chin. Oh, the third chin from the bottom, sorry I'm not used to having to specify.
Allow me to be absolutely clear. It's my opinion that smoking is a disgusting habit. Smoking yellows your teeth and fingernails, ages you terribly and smells god awful. But I don't oppress others with my opinion. We all have free will. I respect your decision to smoke so go and do it all you want.
Gluttony is a sin soul sistah's! If you ask me there isn't any difference from a black set of lungs and a stomach that hangs low enough to cover your unmentionables. Yet again, I respect your decision to poison your body with disgusting, processed food but don't act like you're superior to smokers or anyone else for that matter.
I'm going to hell for saying that? I'm only defend
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