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I wantI want to be better
I want to survive
I fight for you to keep me alive
Darkness surrounds and comsumes
But you are my light that makes me want to fight
To fight off the demons and the monsters
That hide in the darkness of my hear
The monsters and demons of
After being in the dark for so long
Just fighting to survive
You have become my light at the end of the tunnel
And the sun in my sky
Only the fight to survive
The fight to be free of the nothingness
To be free of the darkness
And the monsters that lurk there
To feel something
To feel anything
The pain of metal on flesh
The passion of an embrace
But untill that time comes
All thats left to do is
Until everything's destryoed
And all that's left is the swell of emotion tearing apart everythingthat remains
LoveYou call me pretty
You call me beautiful
You call me sexy and all the other things I never think I am
Everytime you call me perfect
I sit there and point out my many flaws
I wish I saw what you do when you look at me
And I hope I do one day
But for now my reflection will keep being the ugly failure I think I am
But I'm hoping your love and affection will change that
For Dee :PWe were friends first
And then we became lovers
Now it feels like we're sisters
You had my heart for so long
And it took even longer for me to get it back
And now when I see you
I know I didn't get it all back
You still have a peice of it
And I know you will keep that little peice forever
I'm not asking for it back
I want you to have it
Cause now instead of being lover like lovers
It's now love like sisters
And I wouldn't trade that for anything
Cause I know you're here for me
And I hope you know I'm here for you
ChristchurchThe Canterbury spirit runs in our blood
No matter who we are, we are all kiwis at heart
Shake us around
You will never be able to hold us down
For we are Cantabrians
Standing strong and proud
You will never be able to push us around
Destroy our buildings
Kill our people
Even though tears will be shed
Our strength will not falter
We will re-build our buildings
We will support the ones who grieve
Hesitating is something we won't do
Where we are needed
That's where we shall go
And letting the seed of hope grow
So Mother Nature, do as you will
Try to keep us down
Try to make us surrender
But we never will
We will forever walk tall with our heads held high
In our red and black colours
~ <3 ~
I love you Chch
~ <3 ~
Just stuffI'm not pretty or beautiful
I know I'm fat and ugly
I'm not as amazing as you think
I can be quite a bitch
I maybe be selfless
But I still can be selfish
I'm overly emotional
I act strong but I'm really not
It's hard for anyone to get close
I'm nearly always hidden deep in my shell
But I know I love you
You were patient
You kept trying
And pulled me out of my shell
You got me to fall for you
And I fell hard
I hope you love me as much as I love you
I love you completely
I don't know what I would do without you
For StevieI will always remember the good times with you
All the laughter at family get togethers
The cheeky smile you got when you did something mischevious
All the happy times you shared with us
The way you made us laugh and smile
The way you always cared bout all of us
Though you may be gone, those memories are not
You may be gone, but your spirit lives on
When we smile it will be because of you
All the good memories to look back on
We all love you Stevie
You may be gone from our sight
But you are not gone from our lives
Forever you will remain in our hearts
And there you will stay
Until we meet again
Together forever?They did everything together
Trusted each other with everything
They had their own little world
Filled with rock music, manga, anime
And all the "not normal" things girls should like
They were close,
Like nothing would ever tear them apart
Friends forever, right?
Forever doesn't last
Boys, clothes and all the attention changed her
Made her into a different person
Made her into someone the other didn't recognise
She could she her drifting away,
She tried and tried to let it not happen
But it was a two way street
The other didn't want to hear it
She just wanted all the compliments
All the attention
She had changed
Not for the best
But for the worst
She threw old friends away
Not caring what pain she caused them
She was addicted to the attiontion from her new found friends
She changed for the worst
And now there's no going back
Lone Wolves (Lon'qu x Archer!Reader)
Arrow after arrow buries into the straw practice dummy, making it jerk with each blow. You mechanically reach over your shoulder into your quiver, nocking an arrow with movements so automatic you don't even register doing them. Your body is taut with outrage as you loose another arrow, hitting the crude man-shaped effigy straight in the center. Your fingers are aching, legs and back straining with the effort of standing in one place for so long, but you reach for another arrow, seething with indignation. How dare he? How dare he?
The image of the stoic swordsman’s face flickers in your mind's eyes- his own eyes cool and remote as he turned to you, his expression seeming to size you up, judge you and find you sorely lacking.
The truth was, there was a certain amount of intrigue Feroxi- the stoic man who was Basilio's personal champion, renowned for his swordsmanship, yet he possessed a strange aversion to women- even being near one seemed to rob
Unfortunate brat [Petra/Reader/Levi]It wasn’t like there was a signal for when shit would go down.
It just happened and fate would slap you right in the face. People would die if you would want it or not. Pulled away from your grasp just like that. No matter how much they trained, or how much they fought for their lives. No would be able to outrun the crash anyways. That was how it was, and everyone had to deal with it. That’s why [Name] had grown tired, cold and emotionless.
But hey, there wasn’t really a true definition of SANE anyways. Everyone had their quirks. Corporal Levi was stoic, strict and even crude from time to time. Mike had his weird habit of sniffing everyone and everything. Hanji had her obsession with titans. Erwin…. He was… well Erwin?
Right now, [Name] was sitting in the dining hall of the castle they had just moved to. She could remember Petra sitting across from her. Those bright orbs of the female where shining in joy as she spoke about Levi, she admired the man with h
Voice OverThis is the story of a man named Walter.
Walter leaned back in excruciating boredom. Surrounded by shouting fellow team members in the meeting room, all the mental strength he could muster allowed him to merely look at the broken wall clock. His eyes drooping as they met the stern clocks immovable glare. Walter would do this often; Have his own personal staring match with the clock, while spreadsheets and data were debated, discussed, and just plain argued about. It didn’t matter if Walter partook. Nobody ever listened to Walter. Nobody ever heard what he said. Heck, half the people in this room didn’t even know his name. And if by chance he was unlucky and they did hear him, he always managed to say something that made him look like an imbecile. No, silence was better according to Walter. So he continued his staring games. “Walter..?”
Walter snapped out of it, his hand jerking and spilling a few drops of coffee on himself. Suddenly realizing the room had
DRUNK! 2P ItalyXReader I was sleeping on the couch in front of the fire waiting for my love to come home. He was out on a mission for his gang or mafia something cool like that. Luciano... love of my life. My cell phone vibrated on the wooden table. It vibrated more letting me know it was a call. I opened my eyes and reached for the phone. Flavio...Luciano's brother.
"Y/n, ciao, how was your day" he asked.
I looked at the clock. 2 a.m. He may sound calm but I doubt the news he was going to say was anything but an easy flight.
"It was good...thanks for asking. Um...-" I didn't know how to ask whats the news, but I knew he had some.
'Wellllllllllllllllllllll~ Your boyfriend"
So it was bad. If it was good he would say 'my brother'. Its always mine if its something bad.
"-He's sorta...really drunk right now....I might have you know encouraged him to like drink more than he should before a mission. He is fighting some guys right now...I think he's losing. Can you pick him
primaveraToday, I watched two people fall in love.
On the rickety, bumping bus that swung its way back to West 4th Street, I sat on the fuzzy purple seat and quietly watched the scene play out.
Cue: A young woman with glasses, clutching a small handrail, her eyes downcast and her shoulders slightly hunched.
Enter from stage left: A young man with ruffled dark hair and an easy smile, head cocked to one side and curiosity in his gaze.
Two stars in cautious orbit, gravitating towards each other, but never quite in touch.
He tilts his head the other way and tries to catch her eye. She bites her lip and looks out the window, feigning interest in the empty street.
Loud honking outside—an abrupt stop by the bus—and their universes collide as she staggers into him and he catches her by the arm.
A quiet whisper, an exchange of names. He touches her hand, managing to coax a faint smile from her lips. She murmurs something back that brings him to laughter.
The curtain falls as th
rythna - youre why i have trust issues“Have you found any ink yet?”
“Not yet,” Sjin crackled through the receiver. “There aren’t any squid for miles!”
“Well, hurry up!”
“Oh, don’t you ‘hurry up’ ME, mister. I don’t control where the squid are.”
Lalna sighed in irritation. Ink had to be the ONE thing they’d forgotten in the move. “Just keep looking,” he barked, rummaging deeper into a chest.
The loud groan of a zombie distracted him, followed by the sound of pounding fists on the door.
“Oh, for fucks sake! Isn’t it morning?”
Quickly, he pulled out his hammer and climbed up the ladder, flicking open the door and greeting the zombie with a face full of iron. The zombie crumpled to the floor.
He glanced at the sky. “It is morning! Why is there...”
He trailed off, staring into the sky. Distantly, he could see a small dark spot.... and it SEEMED to be getting bigger. He grabbed his hammer a li
Planned [Kuroko Tetsuya x Reader]
Kuroko Tetsuya [Kuroko Tetsuya x Reader]
Kuroko Tetsuya is in his classroom with Kagami Taiga, Kagami is trying to help Kuroko with his difficulty with math. Of course a certain [color] haired girl is talking to the one and only Riko. Kuroko secretly glances at the [color] haired girl, because he has fallen in love with her. Kagami has noticed it too. "Oi! Kuroko, stop spacing out, you need to pass this math test, in order to stay on the team!" he scold Kuroko. "Gomen. I just can't concentrate" he replied looking back at the girl and then at his textbook. "Why is coach with [name] anyway?" asked the red haired idiot. Before Tetsuya could reply, Riko made her way to him and handed him a piece of paper. Before she left she said 'Don't mess it up!' and left the room. "Don't mess what up?" asked a dumbfounded red haired idiot. Kuroko smiled a little. That surprised Kagami. He looked at the piece of paper and sighed. "Yea you better not mess it up" he said and focused his attention
Beneath the SandsThe children hid themselves in the sands while the galloping hooves thundered by over the hill above. After running for a while under the desert’s hot sun, they’d managed to escape to a refuge until it was safe to go on. They hid in the small oasis they had discovered just a few weeks prior; an oasis from the heat and from the terror of the village behind.
“I think we’re safe from the Pharaoh’s men now,” said a girl with long dark hair and teal eyes, wearing only tattered clothes.
“For now, but we had better keep moving,” suggested the boy accompanying her. He had violet eyes and brown hair and was dressed in fine silks and gold. A simple but meaningful gold headpiece sat atop his crown. “They are excellent trackers and it will not take them long to pick up on us.”
“Ramses, why do you go through with such troubles for me?” the girl asked affectionately.
He looked at her and replied with a smile. “Because Shu,
Alabama Rain”No!" She cried, not sure if I would stop. I was not careful enough - I had woken her.
I stood motionless in response, feeling her cold hands cling around me as I stared out into the hot Alabama rain. Truthfully, in that moment, I did not know if I could do anything but stop. I felt a tear drip onto my shoulder as her head dropped down, her hair cascading in a black mess across it. I saw many sleepless nights ahead of me if I walked out that door. I could not leave her to this unfulfilling life.
Memories of more than just the previous night flooded my head. Yet I had only known her tonight. I grabbed her trembling hand and remembered her want to leave, to run away and face the darkest sides of herself, to end a search for meaning and begin a life of happiness.
I turned to face my kindred spirit and lay a hand across her face.
"Okay," I said, closing the door behind me, the rain dying away outside. I was glad to have woken her, I realized. Sleepless nights would have turned
Not FAKE Love Part OneRyo couldn't help but smile to himself as he felt Dee's warm breath tickle the back of his neck.
'It's been nearly a year since me and Dee got together' Ryo thought to himself as he snuggled back against his lover, partner and best friend. 'It's two weeks away... I can't believe I'm already stressing about what to do for Dee or get him...' Ryo felt Dee's hands start wandering over his body.
"Horny bastard" Ryo whispered lovingly
"I can't help it," Dee replied innocently "But you know you love it."
Ryo couldn't reply as the combination of Dee's mouth on his neck and his hands finding all his sensitive spots instantly, only allowed him to moan in agreement. A brief flash of sensible thinking told Ryo that if they continue they would be late for work again, but that thought soon disappeard as Dee placed his lips on Ryo's.
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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