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'Til Life Do Us Part (Teaser)
She just stood at the top of the building, as soon as she was about to step over the ledge-
When she turned around you gasped. Not because of who she was but because of what you saw in her eyes.
The first time you looked into them, what did you see? You saw a cute, happy, 13 year old girl that looked as if she needn't a care in the world. Now? You saw the eyes of a scared, suicidal little girl.
You saw a tired, loney, suicidal little girl.
-"Y-you don't have to do this!"
-"...I do." She said finally looking directly at you. "All of those lives I took...I DESERVE THIS!" I cried.
-"DON'T YOU GET IT!?" Tears started to feel your eyes. "I killed your family, your friends, everyone you cared about! You should HATE me."
-"You didn't kill everyone one I care about."
-"You hadn't yet killed yourself."
She gave you a smile that looked almost, shit, WAS psychotic. She walked toward you and kissed your lips, then, stared at you one last time and
A few stuffs about Mira~Name: Miranda Skipper "But I'm gunna change it to Yuri Miyagi when I get older"
Meaning: Latin: Worthy to be admired
Nickname/s: Mira, Slow Bunny, Panda, Sunbeam (Yes as in the bread), and Ciel (I cosplay as him..alot..)
Age: 13 darling
Hair color: Brown w/ red
Hair style: long ass ponytail with a long ass bang O_O
Skin color: peach
Clothes: My dad's shirt (which is really comfy btw) and pajama pants that i got 3 or 4 years ago on Christmas
Scent: My ex-boyfriend says that I smell like cake :3
Scars etc: I have lots of scars that I cover up by wearing long sleeves shirts, jackets and long pants QwQ
Personality: ..Bipolar (but its not severe thank God)
Likes: Anime, Manga, Gabrielle Koretez, Ciel Phantomhive,
Dislikes: Makeup..and glitter...BASICALLY ALL GIRLY SHIZ
History:...It's not really..that..sad trust me.
Friends: GabrielleKoretez is my actual real friend that I have had in years (I love
OC TAG!! (Black Butler OC)(Tagged by: GabrielleKoretez)
Name: Bianca Threshold
Meaning: White, pure
Nickname/s: Angel (Don't call her that it...brings up a bad past..)
Age: A bit older than Sebastian Michaelis
Race: Fallen Angel, Former Shinigami, Demon (His/Her name..ironic right? xD)
Eyes: Blue turns purple when seducing pink when contract is activated.
Hair color: Blonde
Hair style: Pinned up when working as a maid but usually down even if she/he's working (so badass! xD)
Skin color: Pale (Come on. This is England guys..it's cold there..>_> //shudders//)
Scent: Pfft..like roses or sumthin (WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?! xDD)
Scars etc: She/he doesn't have any physical ones if that's what you mean..
Personality: Mature and a bit playful
Likes: Alois (reminds her of im/hher dead son they have the same back story)...Oh and Finny!! Sebastian(?)ASDFGHJKL! <3 Lizzy, And Tsuki Kay
Dislikes: *gets out list* AHEM. Mey-Rin, Baldroy, Grell
Er, Boobs Are The Sh*tHello, you can call me Thai.
You might not know me, but you know and I know and we know that today is a very special day. And it happens every day.
It's a celebration, but let me just stop to say that you're an awesome person. However, I have a short term memory and I keep forgetting that you're a female. In other words, I keep forgetting to tell you about national boob day.
And I'm not talking about cancer...
I'm talking about how awesome it is to be a Woman. And our boobs, most of all, make us awesome.
Because, no one has a more beautiful portable extension that changes the entire perspective of a nation positively and respectively and... can be exalted without being vulgar by the likes of men and women in a way that is apart of why everything is created, lol. It is possibly the most adored feature in the sense that they're lushes, soft, round, and Beautiful...
Very much what is described as a wo
Jest In TimeDid anyone get the joke?
If ever there was any laughter,
all of it was canned.
Could there be laughter still,
in the light of the sinking sun?
Look out, the laugh might be landing,
it might settle on you
Yeah, didn't we laugh,
howling and groaning,
we just didn't know, cluelessly
for the last laugh, cut short
when the coin jangled
on the hardwood floor.
I ryby (piosenkowiersz)rogale przejęły władzę
nad moim kartonem z bułki
poszliśmy nad rzekę
nie mamy nic wspólnego z tym
rzeka rymuje się z bułką
trzeba tylko w to uwierzyć
nie potrzebna mi herbata
będę rzucać folią w ścianę
kreatywność i ryby
i ryby i tablica
i nie zapominajmy o rybach
to wcale nie kwiatki
to kapelusze z liśćmi
nie mają uszu
ListenHear my little story
Let it sneak into your ear
Listen closely now
Before I disappear
Mystery surrounds us
Fantasy closes in
Soon you will espy
What steely eyes make clear
I’m not a fabrication
Nor a phantom of the insane
Niether a cause of sporadic imagination
Hither I hover, here
But a sprite.
A magical little elf
Now will you please listen to my-
He seems to have fainted.
No one ever listens to my story.
Life Taken for GrantedProviding as a stability
For other fellow man
Before time runs its course
Importance to the self
Remains but a myth.
Productivity is the main motive
Behind the new species
Born and nurtured into
A prison developed from its own blood.
As if confinement was not
Enough in the first place
The professing of
Existing as a chemical imbalance
Adds to the box of surprises.
Which you pride
Yourselves in or offer to me
Though your emptiness
Reflects off of my very being
What does it say about you?
Blissful dream states
Infatuated to the
Perceiving and plagiarizing of ideals
Bent until broken
In meaning and living.
No evidence hold true
Nor makes it through
The solid reality
Colliding right before you...
Over simplification bleeds
Through the satin of common sense
Then staining the intellect
Until there is no room
For new concepts or beliefs.
Peoples,I do not feel like doing everything
All at the same time
In perfect detail
While reading your mind
ToadMy beautiful prince,
The more he evaded my glances.
Like some strange hallucinogen,
Was flowing through my blood,
I was transfixed by his transformation.
No kiss could cure this toad of his curse,
No candle-lit castle, nor sunset by a stream,
This love croaked its last.
Teenage ProblemTeenage Problem
Not the American average
I’m weird and different
Yet I am very proud of it
I consider myself a child
I don’t want to grow up
All my thoughts are piled
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
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