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Magical ElsewhereI know running away
solves absolutely no problems
yet I keep dreaming
of my magical elsewhere
(the manic pixie dream girl of locations)
You're Broken Hearted But You Go OnThis is why I have to do this
This song can be my positivity
Because I know it’s true
And it’s far truer than many affirmations
This means the world to me
And it has to
Womanly MuppetAnon cuts stuff off
so I’m writing this as a poem
I’ve always wanted to tell you
you’ve helped me through so much
through introducing me to what helped you
I could go on about ‘A Softer World’
but that is you and Em’s baby both
never before did I realize
the definition of the phrase
until I began looking up muppets stuff
based on the beauty I saw on your blog
amidst what was then my biggest struggle
I found ‘Everyone Matters’
and that helped a ton
Now I feel worse than then
yet I’ve been listening to your Donnie playlist
and every time it gets to
‘No Business Like Show Business’
my mind sings along
and combats the imp of the perverse in my brain
with reminders that
the show must go on no matter what
and that helps me tons
And you help me tons
regardless of whether or not you realize it
Messed Up AgainI tried to talk to my mum seriously about suicide
after the news about Robin Williams
and she behaved and responded
as if I were trying to be kitschy and topical
I knew she wouldn’t listen
They Smile When They Are LowI have to keep repeating
“Always be kinder than you feel”
I went against it at Columbia
and left a wake of burned bridges
due to my unfortunate standoffishness
and I cannot afford that here
here is supposed to be my home
and I cannot cause carnage
in the place I hope to return gleefully someday
Knight in Shining Glitter BootsI need to write a happy poem
to cleanse a second
the new york thing might happen
and I might be able to see Hedwig
and Hedwig means so much
Hedwig is the fictional soul
I currently feel closest to
and have done
for quite a long time
so getting to see them
in the flesh
in a theatre
seems to be
such a bright ideal future
even if only for a night
even if nosebleeds
even if redeye flight
even if anything
Hedwig is who helped
Hedwig can help me again
8.14.14.I want to tell my mum that I’m suicidal
but I don’t think that’s the right word
with myself I call it the imp of the perverse
since that seems more correct
it isn’t me who wants to die
and I myself would never want to bring that upon myself
but frequently now a days my mind will tell me
“you know what’s a great idea…”
and propose that I find a way to stop living
but if I told her she wouldn’t even understand
after all she claims my depression is just my hormone imbalance
Unusual PreoccupationI may have pinned down the problem
of why spending time with Darius
has been making me so incurably miserable
He seems fascinated with suicide in an entirely un-empathetic scientific way
He speaks of his nanites and how in inventing that will normalize suicide
Then in the next breath he condemns those who could not hold on
Cites ‘Dante’s Inferno’ and proclaims their eternal torment would be well earned
And my own imp of the perverse feeds off him and tells me “He’s right, you know
About all that
And remember- you are not one of the strong ones
I have you
And you mustn’t ever forget"
Hetalia X Neko Reader Pt14
Hetalia X Neko Reader
Lesson in Fighting
After breakfast Natalia lead (Name) to a room in the basement. The room is painted a light blue with various weapons, shields and armor around the room. What caught (Name) eye ere four pair of military uniform but before she could go look at them she was dragged across the room. (Name) watches as Natalia pulls out a practice dummy. The dummy looks like a crude rag doll with blond hair and light violet eyes. (Name) stares at it for a minute before she feels something being pressed into her hand. (Name) looks down to see Natalia giving her a small dagger. She takes it and examines it. It is slightly larger than her hand with a polished wood hilt and shiny silver blade.
“I saw many weapons in Japan nut nothing like this, it’s so small”
“It’s a dagger” Natalia says bluntly “I want you to stab the dummy with it”
“But I don’t want to” (Name) says
“This is self-defense, I am trying
Attack on Titan x Reader - I'm in the Band (Ch. 1)[Author's Note: This is a college marching band AU. Since Reader-chan is a new freshman, she shall be expected to act shy. Also, Reader-chan shall play the clarinet. Apologies to anyone reading who does not play clarinet, but look on the bright side: You'll be clarinet buddies with Armin and Marco~!]
Chapter One: Introductions
My face flushed involuntarily as I quickly walked toward the many rows of fold-out chairs. I kept my eyes on the floor when my rear hit the chair at the end of the back row, and I tried my best to block out the loud chatter coming from almost every other mouth in the room. I was greatly outnumbered by strangers, what looked to be over a hundred other people seated in the giant rectangular formation of chairs set out at the front of the room.
I allowed my eyes to scan the room and its inhabitants. A man sat patiently at the front facing the crowd of people. I recognized him. He was Erwin Smith, the band director, the man for whom I had auditioned. He was ve
Fools Gold (Netherlands x Reader)
(Netherlands x Reader)
Warning. This is not a happy story.
“I want a divorce.” His voice was cool and sharp, calming almost, as if the way those four words rolled off of his tongue without a care in the world, no sense of reluctance in them in the least. The words of anti that were soon to erupt from my own caverns held silent, my lips pushed tightly together in pure disbelief. I knew this was going to happen but…not this soon, not now. The tall man sat up from our love seat, the clink of his boots bruised against the carpeted floors; ignoring my face as if I didn’t exist. I heard the door slam, awaking me from my state of being before running to the door after him, the only thing in his wake was the entryway.
“Tim!” I was given no response aside from a look that I’d grown to
The Bank Job and Night Attack
"There you go miss, you've worked hard all day and so take the rest of the day off." A large man wearing a black ski mask told a young woman along with a bunch of other young women who all wore a blue bank outfit along with dark or nude tights and stockings and some still wore their high heel blue shoes while others lost theirs in a struggle.
They were all lined up behind the cashier counter, brown packing tape was wrapped around their upper bodies and wrists along with their ankles as several strips kept them gagged. They struggled and grunted on the floor as three males and their female boss was in the middle of robbing the bank they were in.
"Mfpmfffmfm!" They all grunted fearfully looking scared as the vice bank manager was just as scared and left unbound as she was pushed towards the vault.
"Open it, we don't want any of your employees getting hurt." The boss said with a smile as the vice manger stuttered out some words.
"I-I-I don't k-know how-"
"Ah ah ah, don't finish that sente
Faith of the Heart-Part 3-Ch 24Faith of the Heart
Part 3: Chapter 24
SHE'S IN LOVE
Written by DisneyFan-01
HTML Coding by Shadow20X6
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The day drifted along quickly and once the next morning came around, Marina and the boys spent the whole day with the daughters of Triton getting to know all of them better. Although Ariel spent most of her times on her own daydream, singing to herself, and swimming in circles like she was dancing, the sisters went on telling the gang all of their interests and hobbies.
As Marina did well in keeping her secret of really being a human with a disguise of a mermaid, the mer-sisters
Pluto X reader (One-shot)
You were walking And you were passing by the Phantomhive mansion when you were suddenly tackled you the ground. "HEY!" You cried as you hit the ground. Then you felt something licking your face. Opening your eyes you saw what looked like a boy licking you, which resulted in you blushing madly. "H-HEY, GET OFF!" You cried. "Why are you licking me?" The 'boy' continued to lick you. "Pluto!" A voice called. "Come here, Pluto!" The voice added. The 'boy' that was licking you got off of you and ran in the direction of the voice. You sat up and saw another boy.
"Sorry about Pluto." The other boy said. "He's really a dog, so he does that." You stared blankly, but then nodded. "My name is Finnian." The boy said. "I'm (Y/N)." You replied. Pluto went back over and tackled you again and resumed licking your face. Finnian sighed. "well, I tried to get him off of you, Miss (Y/N)." He said. You just giggled.
Pluto licked your face a few more times and then nuzzle
Mouse in the House: Chapter 1Corin shook nervously as he scampered through the crack in the wall. Corin was coverd in messy, grey fur. He had a mess of brown hear on his head, and big, golden eyes. A belt with tiny, makeshift tools was wrapped around his waist. He pushed a wheeled, wooden board ahead of himself, upon which sat a little rope. The rope was made from fishing wile, while the wheels were made of beads. Corin was followed by his brother Howey, who ran alongside him. They were followed by a few more of their fellow scavengers.
"Remember the plan." Howey said. "We sneak into the kitchen, grap some food, put it in the tray, and rush out.
"I know, I know." Corin protested, scratching his big fluffy ear. "I heard you the first time."
Corin and his friends were a race known as Neeras. They were part human, and part mouse. But mostly mouse. They lived in a world of giant, talking animals. Neeras, unfortunately, weren't giants; they were about as small as a giant's toe. Sometimes even SMALLER. That meant they h
Kile and Gib Role-Play: Revenge 1
It was a kind of cloudy day around. One in which it almost seems the world was quiet as everyone stays indoors and flips through their television channels to find nothing on to watch. Most all except for one. Kile was currently riding on his bike to his house in the gloomy day. He liked it like this because it was quiet and sometimes he could hear the distant roars and grumbles of thunder in the distance. Plus he never minded getting stuck in the rain because he was part shark. Eventually he headed down a gravel road off of the main road that wasn't far from the main house he stayed in. Once he reached the end, he chained up his bike like he always did in the garage of the two story house he often stayed in.
Kile headed in and took off his ball cap and shoes, then went into his big bedroom on the main floor to lay down. On his way he passed the den and took a small glance under the couch. It was his own force of habit now. He did it mostly out of anticipation that maybe he'd find
Alguna vez has oído esa frase muy popular de “LAS APARIENCIAS ENGAÑAN” ,bueno es verdad, pero también es mentira. Tal vez no te guste como eres y finges ser alguien falso, o tienes un mal día y finges que nada paso para no explicar por qué estas así, o todas esas veces en las que te preguntaron “Estas bien” y tu respondiste “si” cuando tú sabes que no es así. Dime cuantas veces no has ocultado tus lagrimas: en tu cuarto, en el baño o hasta en tus propios ojos… para que nadie se preocupe y piensen que estas perfectamente!!!! QUE ES UNO DE LOS MEJORES DIAS!!!!! Pues es mentira todas son apariencias y tu bien lo sabes, todos alguna vez hemos vivido eso, por razones personales o no. Bueno a mi me pasa eso todos los días, yo no soy real con nadie, ni siquiera conmigo misma, todos los días me veo al espejo y me digo “esta eres tu, todos creen que eres esta,, así que esta tienes q
MY Father - MY Dad
After all this I made a realization. As you unfortunately know, my father died. He was consumed with his material worth and that was his downfall- it was to be expected. Still I can't believe he's gone, after selfish wishing through the years I finally know this isn't what I wanted. This isn't good at all. He's my father- I just am sad. That's the thing, my epiphany. Throughout it all and within your forever-flowing pages, I refer to the man as my father, my dad! I suppose that's all he ever was, not a friend or protector, just a relative. I'll go to the funeral. He always said that I looked ready for one. I may have hated him, but he deserves someone to mourn him.
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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