Friday, March 12, 2010

Today and caption contest

Today i had to come home sick. >_< and i have had some emo problems. But it's all good!

Don't you just love it when your depressed?
But today's friday! So my sprirts are up!
And I get to go to a Saint Patricks day tommorow.
As you've noticed, I've only posted poems and stories.
But I'll post different things too
Like contests
and Daily posts
and maybe even,

I'll steal ur internetz!
Joking.
But yeah, stuff like that
and I might take pictures too.
but don't worry
with your help I'll make this blog fun!
I want YOU to comment
telling ME what I can do,
to make this blog better!

PLZPLZPLZ


                                       "PLZ COMMENT"
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CAPTION CONTEST
I will givez u three pictures
You pick one
and make a caption for it
the funniest caption
will win a prize
of an award,
and so will second
if there is >_<
plus an optional
Header/ Blog Button
cause some peps already have
Paintshopz.
COMMENT CAPTIONZ HERE!
And I will pic them on.........
TUESDAY!
or maybe earlyier.....

                                     FIRST PIC!
                                  
                                
                                        SECOND PIC


THRID PIC


                                               

The Curse

You think thier fine.
It won't show on thier face.
But the disease kicks in,
at a very fast pace.
what's really going on,
is what thier thinking.
Things have gone really wrong,
and then thier heart stops beating.

Talent
If you have a talent,
Any kind of talent,
you don't have a talent at all.
Because to truly have a talent,
an extraordinary talent,
you can't be talented at all.

Singing
It's an instrument
you cannot see.
it's right deep inside you
just waiting to be free.
It comes from your heart,
It comes fom your soul,
you use it without knowing,
when your lungs become full.

Creature of the Night
all I see is your eyes
creature of the night
when it's cold outside you don't shiver
you creature of tthe night
your soul is blackend by years of mistrust
o, creature of the night
battles fought by pure bloodlust
why creature of the night?
why, why show me the darkness of your heart?
this "creature of the night"
when you and me are worlds apart?
one creature of the night.

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Under My skin

I've built a barrier, though the needle's found it's way under my skin;
I can feel in now, courcing within.
As it spreads, it heads straight for my heart.
We were so close together, now so far apart....

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Prolouge-Difficulties

"Life sucks, and then you die-- Yeah, I should be so lucky" -Breaking Dawn

   It was eight o'clock, dinner time. My dad made stew, which was rare. We all sat at a nice, long, wooden table, cushioned chairs, and fine china.
   The wal1s were plastered with plain dull colors, a big cabinet with more pale plates set up in there. An old dusty fish tank sat at my right. It hasn't been used in years, ever sence all the fish died. A box of old VHS tapes sat at my left, also with dust on it. A I took a look at the room, I sighed.
   My family were all sitting at the table, locked in conversation, all but me. It was a topic I didn't care about, or at least, if it was important I would've remembered it. I didn't need a mirror to know my expression, it was obvious.
    There are plenty of complicated and complex wors that I could use to describe it, words that would never leave my mouth.
    A good word to call it would just be as it is, expressionless. Maybe even distant, whichever worked. There was a blurry spot in my glasses, something that bothered me, but I did my best to ignore it. What a shame, I thought. Maybe it would be better if thats what I was thinking about, if it's whay occupied my mind. No, oh no. I wish. Because it was so difficult for even my complex mind to describe what I was thinking right now.
   I laughed to myself about this thought, and non of my family seemed to notice-- or care. It's usually what happens at the dinner table.
   But the thing that was happening to me, was the horrid mental images that racked my brain. Horrible thing, as if the devil inself went into my subconscience and replayed all my worst fears over and over. Thing that happend to me and my family, things that would never happen. That couldn't happen.
     This is what's wrong with me. This is why I'm alone. And as I stared at the the plates, as I stared at the walls, chairs, and table, I knew.
   It would be difficult to keep it to myself.
   

Monday, March 8, 2010

New Story

Starting tommorow I will be making a story. I haven't found out what to name it, but I'll be posting part of it every couple days.

First Post!

This is My first Post Of my new blog! This will be about, well, a lot of things! Polls, book reviews, and much more! See And find out!