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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
ThunderstormThe lightning resonated off the walls of his hive. The owner himself was curled up under 3 separate blankets, shivering in fear, his four wheeled device sat abandoned a few feet away. Tavros peeked his head out from under the blankets when he heard his husktop ping but let out a shriek and shoved himself back into the cocoon he had built himself, horns ripping the fabric as a crash rang out, light filling his respite block once again. The device pinged again and Tavros debated against crawling the small distance to grab it or ignoring it in favour of hiding in his blankets. He decided on the former, pulling his body out from under the blankets, legs dragging behind him as he made his way over and grabbed the device. Tavros was almost back under the blankets when the thunder came again, making the poor troll freeze. He was trying desperately trying not to let the orange tinted tears slide down his cheek but to no avail. After a few moments he found the courage to move again, final
CheminJe marche seul sur le chemin de mon avenir.
Mes compagnons d'infortune ne durent jamais bien longtemps, ils viennent et partent, soit parce qu'ils sont trop jeunes, ou au contraire, trop âgés.
Et au final je marche seul. Encore et encore.
Mais ça va aller.
Je sais que des gens me soutiennent, même si nos routes sont différentes. Ils sont là pour moi, je suppose qu'on appelle cela avoir des amis.
Pourtant, qui peut prétendre connaître et comprendre ce que je ressens ? Qui peut prétendre comprendre quelqu'un ?
"Moi" seul connais la réponse, et pourtant elle ne me semble pas réelle.
Rien ne me semble réel.
Douter de tout c'est bien, mais ça ne me fait pas avancer. Pourtant il le faut.
Des gens comptent sur moi, je ne peux pas les décevoir.
Mais comment peuvent-ils se rendre compte de ce que je ressens ? Je ne peux en parler à personne, si ce n'est à moi-même.
War of Three Worlds Spinoff: Week in Republic CityPremise: A series of short-stories revolving around Fluttershy and Bolin set in the Avatar universe.
1. Pro-Bending Mondays: Bolin brings Fluttershy along with him so she can watch a Pro-Bending match. However, he finds out the Fire Ferrets are up against the five-year reigning champions, the Sun Warrior Dragons.
2. Swimming on Tuesday: Bolin teaches Fluttershy to swim in her human body, despite her reluctance.
3. Wednesday on Ember Island: Bolin takes Fluttershy to see a play at Ember Island and they each share an individual dream.
4. Thursday of the Unagi: While spending time on Kiyoshi Island, Fluttershy and Bolin find themselves hunted by the Unagi.
5. Friday Night Lights: Bolin desperately tries to bring Fluttershy to a Lightning Bug display only to face complications.
6. Saturday Storm: While being cooped up inside by a storm, Fluttershy and Bolin tell stories to pass the time.
7. Dragons of Sunday: Bolin and the others try to convince Fluttershy to get over her fears o
G: Father DaughterFather Daughter
Ivy watched as her father sat locked in his room office space, her mother Hannah was out shopping for groceries as the house need food and Hannah offered she will go though she was tired she had to go shopping. She only agreed to going if Claude watched over their baby girl Ivy. It took a lot of pressuring but by the end of it all he agreed.
He hadn’t spent time with his daughter in some time and should be willing to give up some free time to watch over. Sadly it wasn’t the case as soon as Hannah left her father locked himself in his office and went back to work.
It was always the case with him he would lock himself in his office and work all day Ivy sat outside his office holding her stuffed spider as she waited for him to be done with work. He had promised once he was done he would take her out to the park but for now Ivy had to sit be quiet and while she waited.
Claude was in his office deep in thought about his paper work and thinking nothing more than t
The Old TruckIt is a bleak February day, gray and damp with a mist that sits heavy around the world, when we make the long drive to his childhood home, where the old Chevy sits under a grave blanket of snow, left to him by a man who has been gone for a long, hard decade already. With a tender touch and skilled hands, he works under the hood; then in the bed, removing last fall's leaves, which have kept her warm under all the ice and snow.
One mighty shake and rumble later, the engine jumps to life. The frame creaks and groans, like some beast awakening from a deep slumber.
With a combination of strength and gentleness that is so uniquely his, he pats the cab and whispers, "That's my girl."
I find myself suddenly sentimental.
This is the truck that saw one lifelong romance through to the very end, and that played such an instrumental role in the blossoming of our own relationship. The memories flood through me with each turn of the motor.
Red bench seats, windows down, a crisp breeze blowing off the
Perfect World (Not Always As It Appears)In my perfect world there are very few people. I barely tolerate most people and I do not get along well with others. People annoy me.
In my perfect world it is quiet and filled with any book I could ever want, a fast computer, Netflix and a drive in theater. The drive in theater is almost always nearly empty and there is never a line at the snack bar. The books are there whenever you want, any title ever written either from the past or the future is ready at your beckon call. A computer right at your fingertips just ready to be used for anything, looking up music, playing a game or anything else. And any TV or screen has Netflix so I can watch Doctor Who anywhere any time.
In my perfect world people won't try to bother me or talk to me unless I ask them too.
In my perfect world a few people would be there my only and best friend, my girlfriend, and my grandfather. Those 3 would see me often then I have internet friends who can come by when I want, and my other family members if I want
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Teraz każdy z nas ma swoje małe lub większe tragedie życiowe. Niektóre ciągną się za nami aż do śmierci. Jednak, dla pewnej kobiety tragedią był cały świat. Cały współczesny świat warto dodać. Iwona – bo tak miała na imię, powoli traciła wiarę istnienie dobra. Wydarzenia ostatnich dni tylko pogłębiły jej niechęć do obecnego porządku rzeczy. W dodatku w domu skończyła się kawa, napój bogów jak zwykł mawiać Adam jej brat. Perspektywa spaceru u nawet ją ucieszyła, nigdy nie przepadała za siedzeniem w domu, a wiosna za oknem przyjemnie kusi
Goodbye to all the pain and to all the sorrow. And goodbye to the hurt and loneliness. Goodbye to not being right and goodbye to not being good enough. Goodbye to all the bad things that ever happened and goodbye to all the bad things that are yet to happen. goodbye to the rain and to the cold. And goodbye to the cuts and bruises. Goodbye to being too fat and being too short. Goodbye to being too cold and too hot. Goodbye to the ones that hurt and goodbye to the ones being hurt. Goodbye to being hated and unliked. Goodbye to the noises too loud and goodbye to the noises too quiet. Goodbye to getting a cold and goodbye to runny noses. Goodbye to falling down and goodbye to failing. Goodbye to getting bad grades and goodbye to surprise tests. Goodbye to pets dying and goodbye to your favorite bands falling apart. Goodbye to phobias and fears. Goodbye to power blackouts and dry summer days. Goodbye to foods going bad and to the snow. Goodbye to those who whine for no reason and g
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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