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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
Warm 'N' FuzzyThe blessed blessed
Make 'em feel like a hair in a drain
Why chain their wrists when you can break their mind.....?
Clamor clamor shuffle shuffle
Gag 'em gag 'em jab jab get the jabbing sticks
Hit hit hit hit them
Knocked down..clean up the puddle..pile 'em up......a fractured huddle
Just how horrific can we actually get?
Lead 'em...bleed 'em...never feed 'em
Practically anything can be used to inflict pain
So use your Zippo to heat up that paperclip you demented freak
Death..sex..lust..7 deadly sins..the same wicked grin
I fragment my soul with each wicked act
Abysmal depression....you're at the bottom so dig
So gut all the mothers for display in Le Pig
Somewhere in some soiled mind Raggedy Anne just got raped
...wait...it's not rape..it's called a struggle cuddle
Perspective camouflages all that perversion
Sloth is held closest to my heart
This corroded destruction I am and these veins eroded by emotional bankruptcy
There isn't anything you can come up with that som
The 3rd ring and it's starting to hailThe only constant is change
Even if I'm a changeling it's just more of the name
Every life, lie, and breath..I'm changing my shame
The whores serve a purpose..fuel the economy
No aiming, point blank..nobody hates all their enemies
Come and get it..suicide by God
An elevator into the bowels of hell
34th floor..purgatory..I hope you burn well
Reemerge..taint your mortality with morality
You won't listen..you failed to try
The least I can do is help you die
Are you paying attention? Are you able to think?
Leave your reflection in the mirror..your blood in the sink
A smirk, a welcome, an open hand...
No immunity once you join the damned
There are no monsters..but evil exists
On your knees begging under broken fists
Angry, waitin' on death
We are the beast
I know it's a lie yet I sell disbelief
Untruth is my business and business is good
So die on your feet
As your grip starts to slip..your step starts to slip
Slump to the floor
Knees make a violent hit
V and VA mangled thrust of vulgarity & violence
Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnn your kisses devolved into vitriol
The thing that we were that once was is broken
I'd rather you'd take those words and choke on them
We're beyond postmortem
Hey bitch....now just let me bitch...now just now just now no now no naw naa na nnn nn nn n......
You had to do this. Control your breathing.
Breathe..breathe..slow things down..inhale..exhale..feel your lungs expand..you're alive..blood is pumping in your veins..constantly pumping..it's like I'm constantly bleeding inside myself and..no you're alive..feel everything inside..my hands are beginning to look old and I can't remember them looking any other way..
What...do you..think...you are....to me?
Quit calling me.
Attention whore I refuse to feed
So you can just need and need need need and need
I'm finished with
UntitledAs these meticulous thoughts ebb
Flowing dreading reemergence
Picking at these regurgitated platitudes
I am just an addict just a man
Pissing in the wind and bleeding with my hands
Agnosthiest And DevoutFate. Fatality. And the totally ****ed.
A gruesome deity.
Some bull**** American cinema ending.
Don't you want to die tragically?
Don't you need a death that's beautiful and meaningful?
Nah. I don't need an effigy.
I have you and you suck.
Bifurcate that gruesome mother****er in two.
FearfulloffearThe great, fear inspiring day of God.
I've gotta tell ya God....I think it might be overkill.
Would ya take a look at these.....these panicky, monkey morons?
Crawlin', clawin', scramblin'
And there isn't any milk or bread at the supermarket.
Kroger, Marsh, Aldi and the Dollar Store have gone biblical.
Over a few inches of snow.
So much fear.
A constant transfusion of white knuckle, teeth grindin', paralytic terror.
Low testosterone? Transvaginal mesh? Bankruptcy? Erectile dysfunction enhancement systems and male enhancement.
ENLARGE YOUR PENIS!!!!!!!!!!!! ENLARGE IT!!!!!
A side effect of my inhaler is death by asthma. What?
Depression.Bi-Polar Depression.Anxiety.Herpes.Shingles.High Blood Pressure.Cholesterol.ADHD...oh Jesus it's rapid fire.
You need a need a need a an IPhone 1000.
And your car's safety rating is horrible. Insurance quotes.
Another school shooting. Meth labs in cars, in trunks, in traffic.
Are your teeth white enough?
MembrainQuiet the air fueling that obnoxious screech masquerading as your voice.
Kick you flat in the teeth. Now gargle those pearly whites for me. Intermittent beatings to reflect your capricious nature.
Your pitiful conformity when the only constant is change.
Wormboy and wormgirl pulled up out of the dirt and writhing in pain.
I could light you on fire and put you out with urine.
Just a verbal sketch.
An integral glimpse into my state of mind.
Fluctuating grinding grinding grindin' grinnnn
And I can hear my beard growing........
J. H.Burnt 2X crippled.
Flesh curled and rippled.
Eyes of human buried deep in desperate wreckage.
Crack open those wretched hymnals.
Please God damn all things abysmal.
Heavy fingers partially falling against piano keys.
Always Deja Vu.
We watch the signals.
I never saw it coming, that day, that morning, that tha....the sudden moment.
Watch him gasp his last.
96 years. A broken old man
His empty dying hands. I should of held them.
I couldn't find my voice.
He's gone and I never told him anything.
Oh God why that way life leaves the body.
So violently so so quietly.
Always telling me about those."Damn Japs." "I did terrible things in the war" "I have horrible nightmares"
That day you cried, hid in your bed, reached for my hand and begged,"Don't leave me".
You were the closest thing to a grandfather I ever knew.
Toons These Days S2 ScriptsTake a look in the descriptions to see the videos paired with these episodes!
Here are the scripts I wrote for Season II of Toons These Days, by :icondoodley:, with Doggy voiced by :iconjoncausith:. This was a fun experience and a natural fit for me, as I identify a lot with Doggy. His opinion on modern cartoons reflect my own a lot of the time, and yet he's funny to me because he's obviously an exaggeration of those butthurt animation fans who can't take off the nostalgia goggles and can't accept cartoons for how they are now, a habit I constantly try to drop. I even auditioned for a replacement for Doggy's voice! The role ulimately went to Jon, but it turns out he did the role tons better than I could- as the season was out, he managed to match exactly how I envisioned the nuances perfectly, and could even improvise better than I ever could. I did wind up getting to voice Mickey Mouse in his off-screen cameo, as well as the ToonBoom bleep. Take a look particularly a
The Oxford Dictionary defines gender as “the state of being male or female (typically used with reference to social and cultural differences rather than biological ones)”
The idea of gender is that your genitalia is the main factor in what gender you are. Obviously we now know about transgenders and how you can be born with genitalia that doesn’t match your mindset.
You wanna know my problem with this?
It’s that sometimes I don’t want to be referred to as ‘she!’ Maybe I’d like someone to refer to me as ‘he’ for a bit, or just as an ‘it.’ It completely depends on how I’m feeling.
And, I mean, your sex defines so many part of our lives. Think about it, man! It defines how people see you; it defines your sexuality (another pile of unnecessary bullshit if there ever was one); it controls what you wear; it determines how much you get fucking paid!
I know that I like women, but when people ask me if I’
''kommer dere snart?'' skrev Cj på mobiltelefonen og ventet utålmodig. Cj, Wiwo, Tenny, Capry og Honney hadde endelig planlagt å dra på hyttetur. Han satt i sofaen og kikket på klokken flere ganger. ''vi skal liksom dra om 15 minutter... De skulle ha vært her for 10 minutter siden'' tenkte Cj og røyste seg opp. Det plinget i mobilen. Han dro den opp av lommen og kikket på skjermen. ''teite spill! Jeg skal ikke ha varsel, jeg skal ha en melding!!!'' han sukket irritert. Cj gikk mot vinduet og kikket ut. Han smilte bredt. En sort bil kom kjørende inn på tunet og stanset. De hadde kommet! Han løp mot gangen, tok på seg skoene og løp ut. Han hoppet over de to trinnene på verandaen og jogget de siste meterne til bilen. Begge bildørene åpnet seg. Faren til Tenny, Tommy hadde sakt seg frivillig til å kjøre dem til hytta. Han og Cj hilset før Tommy gikk bort for
I was 9 years old. I had a bad stomach. The doctor told me I might have been lactose intolerant. That saddened me, as I loved chocolate milk.
One morning, I woke up with extreme pains in my stomach. Because of the pains, I spent the entire morning on the toilet. They eventually faded away, and I went to eat brunch. It was delicious, but I felt like something was missing from it. At that point in time, I craved chocolate milk, and my pains from earlier had been forgotten.
A few hours went by, and I was playing Mario Kart with my little brother. He sucked, and I was laughing at him for it. I know he was 5, but he should've at least known how to throw a banana! I was laughing so hard, I couldn't breathe!
I won the race, and my brother hadn't even completed his first lap. My sides were sprawling on the floor. I then got a brilliant idea to fart in his face(I had done it many times before, so it was nothing that he wasn't used to). I pulled down my pants and underwear, and placed my butt in
LLamas Cap 1LLAMAS CAP 1
Hacia el siglo medieval la gente de danville paseaban canataban y jugaban felices. Un día la princesa Isabella había conocido a un joven cuyo nombre se llamaba Phineas Flynn Fletchert , ese día los dos fueron a la plaza donde había un pozo lleno de agua rosas donde ahí contenían oro
esa joven miro al apuesto príncipe mientras que el la abrazaba de sus caderas algo apareció no de era de aquí ni de otro lugar .Se lo conocia como La Bestia de las tinieblas , esa misma cosa agarro a la princesa shapiró el chico saco su espada y dijo con su voz furioso "Liberara oh sufrirás" la bestia reia a carcajadas y señalo a un chico de aspecto diabólico que al parecer esa su hermano mayor llamado Ferb Fletche
The AvengersLoki came to Earth and told us true
The bleaters want the answers given
And most of them did, but...
but some remained unsatisfied. Conflict began and did not really end. The most successful were the profiteers, as always, the sneakiest and boldest of all Sneakdom. And Loki was given much trouble by them. If either of these factions win, we lose.
Some of the powerful joined Loki as generals seeking a piece of pie. Four and twenty sixpence later, they remained unsatisfied and always will. Is Loki truly immortal? Will he live forever? I'm betting he will last as long as our descendents. That will be long enough.
P.S.: If there's anyone left, wake me up when it's over.
Lancelot Price 2014 April 18
Bjellene dinglet nesten rytmisk der sauene gikk og gresset. Solen steg sakte opp på den overskyete himmelen. Cj våknet. Øynene sved da han åpnet dem. Han så seg rundt med halvåpne øyne. ''Hvor er jeg?'' tenkte han. Cj merket at han var på soverommet med klærne på. Han satte seg opp. Han hadde jo sovnet på sofaen. Han gikk ikke i søvne, eller? Wiwo gjespet og gned seg i øynene. ''hva er klokka?'' mumlet han lavt. ''vet ikke. Vent litt.'' Cj tok mobilen til Wiwo som lå på nattbordet. Han trykket på skjermen. ''den er litt over åtte..'' Wiwo stønnet og la seg bedre til rette. ''L...lå ikke jeg på sofaen?'' Cj hørte hvor mye han nølte med å spørre etter det som hadde skjedd dagen etter. ''Jo.'' svarte Wiwo kort. Han hadde fortsatt ikke åpnet øynene sine. Cj svarte ikke. Han kunne i det minste ha gitt meg et ordent
Senere den dagen var stemningen anspent. De snakket ikke så mye. Holdte seg litt for seg selv. Cj satt i sofaen ved ytterdøren og leste gamle tegneserier. Han kikket opp mot de andre. De andre satt ved stuebordet. Wiwo så ut til å tegne. Hånden flyttet seg såvidt fra papiret og tungen hans stakk ut fra munnen. Det var tydelig at han var i dyp konsentrasjon. Tenny satt ved peisen og stirret på flammene mens han pirket i veden med et grillspyd. Capry hadde funnet hytteboka som hun leste i og Honney var på kjøkkenet og smurte seg en brødskive. Cj begynte å lese i en ny tegneserie. Honney satte seg ved siden av Capry. ''ser du hva som står der?'' hun pekte på en setning som var litt utydelig skrevet. Honney ristet på hodet. Capri så nølende bort på Cj. Hun viste ikke om han fortsatt var irritert eller ikke. Kanskje han ikke ville svare. Tull. Det har jo noe med familien h
Solen skinte på en skyfri himmel og varmet den kalde morgenen. Men det var fortsatt kjølig i hytten og Cj dro dynen tettere inntil seg. Han hadde kikket på mobilen og klokken viste halv ti. De andre sov fortsatt. Det så ihvertfall slik ut. Orket han å stå opp? Sengen var så god og varm. Han måtte jo fyre opp i peisen. Men kanskje fem minutter til? Cj viste han ikke ville komme langt med å argumentere med seg selv og satte seg på sengekanten. Wiwo sov tungt bak han. Når de skulle legge seg var det mye latter og tull. Mest mot Cj og Wiwo som måtte dele seng. Men de fleste hadde sovnet fort den natten. Heldigvis snorket ingen. Da hadde noen fått en kul i hodet. Cj smilte ved tanken. Han tok bare på seg en T- skjorte og gikk mot stuen. Han satte seg på en krakk og begynte å stable ved i peisen. ''herregud så kalt det er her!'' Honney hadde armene foldet over brystet og tripp
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
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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