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just a davejohn fic Your name is John Egbert.
You see Dave walk in the room.
You love the way your heart feels when you see him.
He makes you blush like a little girl.
Of course, you could never tell him that.
eB: hi dave.
tG: sup egbert.
It's funny how those simp
wherever you go.Wherever you go,
Whatever you decide to do with your life.
I don't care what.
I'll always, always be here for you.
Athiest Here.You think I'm crazy
Because I don't clasp my hands together each night
And talk to the air about my problems
And forgiveness for doing wrong.
I'm the crazy one?
You think I'm going to be tortured eternally
Because I don't believe in a talking snake
That tricked a naked woman into eating an apple
Or that a God impregnated a virgin woman.
You think I'm completely nonsensical
Because I don't think it's rational that a God of love
Would sentence people to be punished eternally
For having sex, being gay, or any other so-called "sins".
Care to explain?
You think I'm terrible
Because I was baptized and raised as a Christian
And I wasn't scared to come to my senses that God isn't real
Yet I go through the struggle of ignorant people trying to convert me.
I'm terrible now?
Don't tell me God is real.
Don't tell me I'm going to Hell.
Don't tell me Jesus died for me.
Don't tell me the Devil has claimed my bones.
Chances are, I won't listen to a word.
Drags me down
Don't pretend I'm here
'Cuz I'm n o t .
Lifts me up beyond the heavens
I'll pretend you're here
But you're n o t .
I know you're not here
Don't play this game with me
Let's throw a slumber party
In the n i g h t .
Glamour Lollipop: New YearGlamour Lollipop : New Year
"I miss you." said the small voice in my ear. My heart was pounding so fast that it would send anyone else into cardiac arrest. I gripped the phone tightly so it wouldn't slip out of my sweaty palm. My heart felt heavy with emotion as Scorp's voice echoed through the phone. I couldn't believe I wouldn't be able to see him today, it being New Year's Eve. We had so much we were going to do... we were going to have so much fun. I was going to be with him.
"I miss you, too." I choked back a tear. I can't, I thought to myself. I can't cry. Not now.
"I'll be back as soon as I'm let out. I promise you. I'm upset that the modeling agency is keeping me over winter break, too. But you have to have New Year's Eve without me. I promise I'll be thinking about you the whole time." Scorp said in that voice that made me feel like I was going to throw up from sadness.
"I will be, too." I said, letting tears flow swiftly down my face, my eyeliner s
Why Not?In the end, we're all just people.
So, why not love me?
Are you scared of being in love?
Or... are you just scared of being in love with me?
Or in love with a girl in general?
What's the issue?
In the end, we're all just people.
So, why not love me?
Are you scared of what people will say?
We're all just people with hearts and souls and bodies.
What should it matter if people start talking about you?
What's the problem?
I'm sorry if you can't see the world the way I do.
Maybe you're just as closed-minded as the people who don't like people for what they are.
Dead InsideEvery day I wear the same mask.
They think I'm just a happy, fun individual with a dirty mind.
I wake up to the same pink bedroom every morning.
Why call it waking up? I wasn't sleeping in the first place.
I just think all night long, writing and drawing and reading.
My biggest fear is that they'll find my writing book.
If I took off that mask during the day,
I'd be shipped off to the asylum, for sure.
There I would be safe, they would say to me.
What? Safe from what?
Safe from myself? What more harm can I do?
I can't die if I'm already dead inside.
Complete Bio - ReviPhysical
Full Name: Richie Loveless
Pronunciation of their name: [Rich-hie Love-Less]
Meaning of their full name: Richie (Richard) - Powerful, Rich Leader; Loveless - Free from Love.
Why did their parents name them this?: They figured Richie would become a very strong, independent man when he was older, much like his father, Solarin, who ended up in love anyways.
Nickname(s): Revi (Also written as Revy) or Rev
Why they have that as a nickname: When he was a child, he was fascinated with race cars, so his best friend Maryposa nicknamed him Revy when he was five. Though he grew out of the phase, he kept the nickname.
Do they like their nicknames?: Of course, that's why he kept it.
Realm/Universe(Real world, an anime verse, etc.): Kind of a mix between Anime and Real Life.
Age(and how old they look): 17, looks older, around 21.
Birth date: September 2nd, 1993
Orientation/Sexual preference: Bisexual
Why this sexual choice?: Was straight be
OC Meme- REVI1. Name: Richie "Revi" Loveless
2. Age: 17, subject to change! x3
3. Gender: Male
4. How tall is he? 5'9
5. Describe their eyes: Blue, with a gold ring around the pupil, large enough so you can see it (:
6. Sexuality: Bisexual, because all my OC's are (except Maryposa)
7. Race/Species: Well, on Subeta.org he's a robot but everywhere else he's human.
8. Siblings?: His best friends lol not technically siblings though, Declan and Maryposa.
9. Lover(s)?: Scorp (: [My other OC, Jake Scorpious!]
10. Any talents or abilities, even if these are included in your canon (i.e. they can fly, but they live with angels, so everyone can fly)?: Urm. He's smart and he's really fast and he likes to play football and he hates swimming and... wow, now I'm off-topic.
11. Any talents and abilities that are unusual in their canon (i.e. a psychic human in real life)?: Nooo
12. What's their religion/belief system? WHY MUST YOU MAKE ME THINK ABOUT THIS. Not religious?
13. Have you ever renamed, redesi
Lucid DreamingSome people can control lucid dreaming. I've tried to learn how to do it myself, but I've failed each time. However, I do lucid dream, but it's random and involuntary.
I remember a dream where I was hanging out with Hermione Granger for some reason, and one of my teeth fell out. I have a lot of dreams about my teeth coming out or crumbling. Then a few more came out, and I showed them to her.
"Why do I always dream about my teeth falling out?" I asked her, and she pulled a book from out of nowhere, flipping through it.
"It's a sign of insecurity," she explained.
"Great," I laughed dejectedly.
I think that's one of the only lucid dreams I can remember having that wasn't a bad dream or a nightmare, which are the ones I've had most recently. The scariest part of the dreams, even if they're just mildly unpleasant, is being aware that you're in a dream.
In one, I was talking to a girl in the dormitory I was living in. For some reason, we were all on this huge boat that was sort of lik
StrayI think he’s nearby and it’s a solace, because it could be worse - but
then I’m at the top of the world, thousands of lives before me as the
symphonic grass brushes my calves and the cool wind tugs at my hair -
someone down there could be grieving, celebrating, arguing, laughing -
I’m not to know.
I gather my bearings: labelling landmarks, identifying villages, towns;
Hills and valleys and woods and finally the river stretch for as far as
the eye can see, but it’s not enough. He does not live there.
He is further away than I could ever have imagined.
Drowned In Time For eternity, there was light. It was beloved in my heart, as is with any being who lives. There was no desire for death but simply the want for a fun time. But even on the hottest and brightest days, frozen tendrils of darkness can always threaten to put us back into our place. For me, one of those moments was when those thoughts meant nothing to me. When most ideas were to abstract for my young, concrete brain. It was the day I drowned. The last thing I saw was the glare of sun as I felt a smile on my face. Suddenly, seconds were gone. I opened my eyes and felt my body rising, knowing there was a short time missing. I watched blue ribbons float horizontally as I rose towards the sky. I felt shrouded in peace, and I accepted that may have been dead. Nothing mattered to me. There wasn't even a want for air. It was the most calming sensation until I broke water. Suddenly my lungs gasped for air. Disorientation led me into a fit of anxiety as I realized how far my friends we
Ana's Journey Book 1 Chapter 1Lightning Scar was sitting gracefully in the center of a sunlight clearing, staring at the sky. He was admiring the bright blue sky filled with fluffy white clouds. "What a beautiful day it is today!" He said while his brother was running to where Lightning Scar is. Lightning Scar was so focused on the sky that he almost didn’t notice his own brother coming towards him. The scent of his brother hits his nostrils and turned around to face him, though.
"Hello there brother Cobalt." Lightning Scar said to his brother Cobalt. Cobalt noticed his brother found out it was him and said, "Hello big brother." Cobalt swiftly walked up to sit beside Lightning Scar, his brother. "I have something to tell you brother." Cobalt said as he received a nod from his brother, "Go ahead and speak Brother." Lightning Scar said. Cobalt was starting to tell his brother everything until Cobalt was quickly interrupted by a loud howl.
"AWOOOOUUU!!!" White Beauty howled loudly. Lightning Scar whipped around
On Ideas and Blackberry Pie IIA few summers ago I spent two weeks with my great-aunt in Victoria, where she lived with her husband in a little house next to a golf course. Now, every summer I indulge in self-reflection, contemplating my life, my goals, my future, and deciding how I should change to make the next year better than the last.
That was how, for two whole weeks in that summer, I became a runner. Attempted to, anyway.
The golf course next to my aunt’s house was surrounded by a trail that was the perfect distance for me. Leafy trees provided a reprieve from the sun, and by the end I always felt better, although sweatier, than I did before. When I would trot through the door at the end of my run, triumphant, my sister would shake her head at me in awe of my resolve to lead a healthy life.
The very best part about my excursions, though, were the blackberries.
Along the trail stood blackberry bushes, tall and prickly and filled with fruit. They grew in patches on the side of the trail, sporadically popp
Sneak Peak of Ana's Journey Book Summary
This is a story of a wolf called Ana and her journey. The young wolf had a lot of suffering in her life, but one day new things started happening in her life like love, protection, caring, and so much more. Our young leader runs into her past foes while out in search for food. Can Yamcha get to her in time to protect her from these dangerous wolves out to settle a score?
Lightning Scar was sitting grac
Writing Exercise - 8:18 am 30 September 2014 She jumped out of the car and rushed to the door. Fumbling with the keys, she unlocked the door and rushed in to grab her fiance’s work ID that he had forgotten. The young woman ran back out to the car and jumped in handing the man’s ID to him as she got herself buckled in.
They drove down to the male’s place of employment. After turning off the car, the man leaned across the seat and kissed his fiancee. Both removed themselves from the car and stood for a moment in the empty parking lot.
“Zip the up the jumper and make sure the hood is up,” the man said as his fiancee shivered holding the jumper tight around her body.
The young woman gave a nod and a smile, “I’ll message you when I get home.”
She gave him one last kiss before she began to walk away from her fiance. She looked back at him and smiled before starting up th
Don't order pizza when you're drunk...So today (Saturday!) we had a deal with my bf that I'll order pizza for tonight (as I'm the only one of us two that speaks fluent language of the country we currently live at - because I was born and raised here... *whispers*).
So he went to have a nap (because he's been working a lot last few days) and I did LOTS of procrastinated cealaning (bleh) and then I checked out free Guild Wars 2 game(until the end of this month!). and then it was an evening so I though I'd enjoy myself with some chocoalte and beer because I mostly let myself for that only during weekends. So I did. I had some chocoalte and some very tasty honey beer ^_^ I got lost into the game and by the time we should order, I was half-drunk (I don't need that much to get drunk and this honey beer is actually almost twice as strong as normal one.....).
BUT, despite being drunk my mind preserves most of cognitive abilities, not all in the same time and thinking sometimes takes longer.
So reluctantly I woke up my bf and told
The Legend of Pig-BoyJust after my thirteenth birthday, up at my great-uncle Ed’s house, my dad got spooked by some squeals and snorts coming from the woods. It was rural Minnesota, late October, and we were hearing a noise like a warthog in heat. We’d planned a hike for later that night, but now it seemed off-putting. Side-effects may include death or dismemberment, disappearance and horror movie clichés.
We speculated about it around the bonfire, in between vicious crab-apple fights, over glasses of steaming cider and cocoa so hot it melted the marshmallows. Those noises didn’t sound totally pig-like. There was a human quality to them, an eerie longing howl beneath the frantic oinks.
“Oh, you don’t know?” My great-uncle Ed said to us, digging a hole in the ground with his fire-poking stick. Ed had energy in his bones, life in his smile, and the most trusting eyes I’d ever seen. “That noise is coming from Pig-Boy,
RUSSIA ON OMEGLE. HELLYEAH.You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.
Stranger: 18 m u
You: Become one with mother Russia, da?~
Stranger: do i get free vodka
You: Kolkolkolkol... soon the world will be one with Mother Russia da~
Stranger: do i get access to ur fine women
You: Oh yes da~
Stranger: tht sounds very tempting
Stranger: but im sorry
Stranger: america, fuck yeah
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.
You: Become one with Mother Russia, da?
Stranger: In soviet russia MUDKIPZ LIEKZ YOU!
Stranger: Bruski bruski eh?
Stranger: you like the vodki?
You: You like the vodka da?~
Stranger: Who doesn't eh? h
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