Hey there guys I'm back and i am not dead I've just been busy with a lot of stuff heck I even had to move and trust me it was not fun. But All that matters now it that I am back and to all of you who were waiting for your requests to be fulfilled sorry for the long wait and I will be doing them right now so just wiat and see what I've got in store for you.
It doesn’t exist
Any kind of devil
That was true
Until I met you.
My believing
Was extremely wrong.
You bewitched me
With cute words
It fell in love
Deeply my soul.
A hopeless voice
Breathing its void.
“I feel the same”
You always said
But if it was real
Why my nights
Were surrounded by fear?
An answer rested
Buried in our chest.
Your heart never felt
The verses I gave
To your ears.
My mind knew it
Sadly too late
I was already dead
In your webs.
I’m still here
Trying to escape
But my illusions
Stab me to death.
And you
My angel
Take care of me.
(23/9/14)
I HAVE A BALD SPOT
IN THE SHAPE OF A PENIS
REMEMBER CHILDREN
DON'T BE STUPID AND START PULLING OUT YOUR HAIR LIKE ME
IT'S A NASTY HABIT
UNLESS YOU WANT A PENIS ON YOUR HEAD
DON'T DO IT
so we got our tests back in history and i flunked it.
well excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse me for being gone for an entire fucking week
*cough* it's been two weeks stop using that as an excuse you whore
...
shut up
so the other kids who failed like me had to have our tests signed by our parents so i literally went online and went on a cursive generator typed in my dad's name and wrote it down as best as i could
like HEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLL am i showing them this shit.
it looks pretty good so far.
i never write in cursive and she's never seen my dad's signature before
only my mom's
i swear if she asks me to write my da
Baaaack, and feeling very sleep deprived. Think it's currently hour 23 of being awake and to try and get rid of jet lag and slip back into routine, I have another 9+ I need to push on through.
But luckily I plan to draw to keep myself awake - tomorrow is 3 years of Grayson (and technically 8 of Alex but shhh), so I wanted to have something done for then but my idea may take a lot longer (and may look like crap as I fall asleep doing it xD). As it is I've got myself a new tablet, a Wacom Pro (small, because I draw with it on my lap and anything larger would be a pain >.>)) to replace my Intuos 3, but I'm just going to use my old one un
Okay so I'm having some family problems and I'll be moving soon and the internet is not going to take my problems away.
So once I leave, whoever gets this account will keep it. I will make another journal for when I find out when I'm leaving and who won.
If you would like my account just comment!
I'll write down your username on some paper, then 1 week after this journal was made(next Wed.), I will announce the winner.
So it's kind of a raffle I guess :33
I like gorgeous, tall guys
and beautiful, petite girls
Hair slicked back
or in tight curls
Muscle shirts
Short skirts
Strong arms
Long legs
Toned abs
Lean torso
Flat chests
Soft breasts
Low chuckles
Sweet giggles
Deep stares
Soft glances
Male
Female
I can see the beauty in both
It doesn't matter to me
Just be yourself
And everyone is happy
Middle School Hell by PleasurelyPainful, literature
Literature
Middle School Hell
'Ugly!'
'Stupid!"
'Disgusting thing!'
Go on please. Cut me down more. Hurt me more with your hateful words. Even though I did nothing do you. Hate me. Hate me for no reason at all. Build yourselves up by tearing me down. You don't even care what I've been through or how much I've been hurt.
'We're friends I swear!'
'She's so stupid!'
'You're so nice!'
'She likes the weirdest stuff.'
'You're a great friend!'
'She's so weird!'
You're a liar and a fake just like the rest of them. I thought you were my friend. We used to be so close. Then you turned your back on me. Went to be friends with people we said we'd never associate with. You u
she's eight.
the girl never stops moving,
climbing the tarnished metal
of the jungle gym
wildly, limbs swinging,
eyes alight
with a childhood joy
I shed when I passed
the port of twelve,
thirteen.
she is knotted curls,
long silken hair
with infant-blond ends.
her fingers grab
her doll with the frizzy hair
and painted face,
and she's eager to win
hide-and-seek,
checkers,
Mario Kart.
I am old enough
to recognize
that she will not last this way,
that she will grow,
as all children do.
every time I see her,
she grows a little taller.
she no longer likes Dora,
I've learned,
and I guess she thinks
blowing bubbles
is too babyish now.
one
Hello there!~ I'm moka, an anime, harry potter, Narnia obsessed fangirl! xD I like being random and hanging out with friends, but i'm really shy when you first meet me so...yeah...YOU'VE BEEN WARNED I'm also a ginger...so mess with my friends and you will be an added soul for my freckles~~~KOLKOLKOLKOLKOL~~~ well...i'm too lazy to write any more so...i'll write more as time passes o3o
I haven't done anything with this account
I literally have 15,207 messages and 1,097 notes because I never come online
I just check everything from my phone
Halloween is coming up :D imam be miku again
...
*patiently waits for wig*
so yeah
WORDS