I want to go home
To live freely again
To have people admire me again
To have fun again
Where is home?
It's not here
I'm wandering to try and find
Home.
At Home
I'm not what I am here
I'm wanted.
I'm loved.
Here
Is what I'm not
When I am home
My tears are spilled of sadness and hatred
Rather than joy when I laugh.
The stabbing pain won't go away.
But that's fine.
I'll be home.
and I'll be free.
Soon.
They hurt you
They heal you
They love you
They hate you
My Friends.
Are they really?
Or ones who feel of sorrow for me?
Are they the solution?
Or the gasoline
Dousing the flames with in me?
When one says: You are my friend.
Do they mean it?
Or do they say it to gain approval?
If one constantly hurts you...
are they your friend?
If one picks you up while your down
But drops you later
Are they you friend?
If they won't even say I love you in public regardless of sexuality
Are they your friend?
True Friends. They care. They Love. They Don't want to lose you. Ever.
Explain to me , where these people have gone.
Normality.
Blank.
Dead.
Slow.
Ha.
I laugh at the ones who claim normal.
I believe in no such thing.
Individuality.
That,
I can agree on.
Bandwagon Jumpers beware
60 Minutes.
Time is wasting
Hurry! Hurry!
The Clock is ticking.
The crowd is waiting,
anxious to enter the venue.
They're ready to party.
Party Rock that is
45 Minutes.
Last minute touches.
Rushing around backstage.
Everyone get ready.
30 Minutes.
The crowd piles into the venue.
Mummring for who the want to see the most
Is it Space Cowboy?
How about Far East Movement?
LMFAO?
Paradiso Girls?
Maybe even Shwayze
It doesn't matter
All have come to put on a great show.
15 Minutes
Last minute mic check.
Do they work?
Yes.
How well?
Fantastically.
Great.
Time for a before show ritual.
Or not.
It all depends.
5 Minutes
Common.
Everyone hates it
No one knows how to deal with it
It's like a disease
Spreading quickly through out the world
Take a walk,
Read a Book,
No.
Those won't work for me.
Give me more reasoning
Listen to music,
Draw a picture,
No! No!
Still nothing!
It's like I can't get rid of it
My mind is blank
Someone reach for a topic in my interests
No. no
That doesn't help either.
Am I cursed forever with this terrible fate?
Yes,
Most likely
How dreadful.
What's that?
A bud of inspiration?
Quickly!
Write it down before all is forgotten
Doubt.
That is the answer.
Or Is it...
Words.
No
Only
One.
Why
Not
Two?
Why
Not
Three?
Only
One.
Lonely
Little
One
Poor
Little
One.
I
Feel
Your
Pain
But
I
Will
Make
It
Better
By
Adding
One More.
A GUY BY ANOTHER GENDER PT 2 by miana96, literature
Literature
A GUY BY ANOTHER GENDER PT 2
ro: *sits on the sofa awkwardly*
K: Are you okay?
ro: yeah....
K: you looko a little awkward? whats wrong?
ro: *blushes* n..nothing
K: *kisses Romeo's cheek* C'mon tell me
ro: its embaressing
K: How?
ro: *shifts uncomfortably*
K: Please?
ro:..... *hes in pain after the operation still
K: Romeo? are you okay? you look like you're in pain
ro: ..i am
K: really?
K: Do you need any Ice?
ro *blushes and nods*
K: okay * goes to the freezer and grabs an ice pack* Is it swelling or something?
ro: ..*shakes his head*
K: oh okay *puts the ice pack on Romeo's groin*
ro: t..thanks
[16:01] I just hope you hear the Silent Scream: K: col
A GUY BY ANOTHE GENDER PT 1 by miana96, literature
Literature
A GUY BY ANOTHE GENDER PT 1
Ro: *its sunday and hes packign for the hospital*
K: I'll miss you
Ro: i wont be gone long
K: I know but I'll miss you; really
Ro: ill miss you to *closes his case*
K: What am I gonna do without you? wallow in my own sadness *laughs*
Ro: aws *hugs Kiro*
K: *Hugs Romeo and Kisses his cheek*
*next day*
Ro: *has his case ready*
K: * sighs sitting down*
Ro: *looks at the clock and stands up* i gotta get going
K: Okay, bye babe...
Ro: *grabs his case*
Ro: ill cya babes...cya guys *walks out*
K: I miss him; UGH! *lays down*
Sh: hes only just walked out
Sh: =.=
Sh: im suprised you didnt go with him or something
K:... I can do that
I want to go home
To live freely again
To have people admire me again
To have fun again
Where is home?
It's not here
I'm wandering to try and find
Home.
At Home
I'm not what I am here
I'm wanted.
I'm loved.
Here
Is what I'm not
When I am home
My tears are spilled of sadness and hatred
Rather than joy when I laugh.
The stabbing pain won't go away.
But that's fine.
I'll be home.
and I'll be free.
Soon.
They hurt you
They heal you
They love you
They hate you
My Friends.
Are they really?
Or ones who feel of sorrow for me?
Are they the solution?
Or the gasoline
Dousing the flames with in me?
When one says: You are my friend.
Do they mean it?
Or do they say it to gain approval?
If one constantly hurts you...
are they your friend?
If one picks you up while your down
But drops you later
Are they you friend?
If they won't even say I love you in public regardless of sexuality
Are they your friend?
True Friends. They care. They Love. They Don't want to lose you. Ever.
Explain to me , where these people have gone.
Normality.
Blank.
Dead.
Slow.
Ha.
I laugh at the ones who claim normal.
I believe in no such thing.
Individuality.
That,
I can agree on.
Bandwagon Jumpers beware
60 Minutes.
Time is wasting
Hurry! Hurry!
The Clock is ticking.
The crowd is waiting,
anxious to enter the venue.
They're ready to party.
Party Rock that is
45 Minutes.
Last minute touches.
Rushing around backstage.
Everyone get ready.
30 Minutes.
The crowd piles into the venue.
Mummring for who the want to see the most
Is it Space Cowboy?
How about Far East Movement?
LMFAO?
Paradiso Girls?
Maybe even Shwayze
It doesn't matter
All have come to put on a great show.
15 Minutes
Last minute mic check.
Do they work?
Yes.
How well?
Fantastically.
Great.
Time for a before show ritual.
Or not.
It all depends.
5 Minutes
Common.
Everyone hates it
No one knows how to deal with it
It's like a disease
Spreading quickly through out the world
Take a walk,
Read a Book,
No.
Those won't work for me.
Give me more reasoning
Listen to music,
Draw a picture,
No! No!
Still nothing!
It's like I can't get rid of it
My mind is blank
Someone reach for a topic in my interests
No. no
That doesn't help either.
Am I cursed forever with this terrible fate?
Yes,
Most likely
How dreadful.
What's that?
A bud of inspiration?
Quickly!
Write it down before all is forgotten
Doubt.
That is the answer.
Or Is it...
Words.
No
Only
One.
Why
Not
Two?
Why
Not
Three?
Only
One.
Lonely
Little
One
Poor
Little
One.
I
Feel
Your
Pain
But
I
Will
Make
It
Better
By
Adding
One More.
A GUY BY ANOTHER GENDER PT 2 by miana96, literature
Literature
A GUY BY ANOTHER GENDER PT 2
ro: *sits on the sofa awkwardly*
K: Are you okay?
ro: yeah....
K: you looko a little awkward? whats wrong?
ro: *blushes* n..nothing
K: *kisses Romeo's cheek* C'mon tell me
ro: its embaressing
K: How?
ro: *shifts uncomfortably*
K: Please?
ro:..... *hes in pain after the operation still
K: Romeo? are you okay? you look like you're in pain
ro: ..i am
K: really?
K: Do you need any Ice?
ro *blushes and nods*
K: okay * goes to the freezer and grabs an ice pack* Is it swelling or something?
ro: ..*shakes his head*
K: oh okay *puts the ice pack on Romeo's groin*
ro: t..thanks
[16:01] I just hope you hear the Silent Scream: K: col
A GUY BY ANOTHE GENDER PT 1 by miana96, literature
Literature
A GUY BY ANOTHE GENDER PT 1
Ro: *its sunday and hes packign for the hospital*
K: I'll miss you
Ro: i wont be gone long
K: I know but I'll miss you; really
Ro: ill miss you to *closes his case*
K: What am I gonna do without you? wallow in my own sadness *laughs*
Ro: aws *hugs Kiro*
K: *Hugs Romeo and Kisses his cheek*
*next day*
Ro: *has his case ready*
K: * sighs sitting down*
Ro: *looks at the clock and stands up* i gotta get going
K: Okay, bye babe...
Ro: *grabs his case*
Ro: ill cya babes...cya guys *walks out*
K: I miss him; UGH! *lays down*
Sh: hes only just walked out
Sh: =.=
Sh: im suprised you didnt go with him or something
K:... I can do that
CANADA'S PIMP DAYS
Cause America sucks
It took the clinking of a lighter to bring America's attention to his brother. Canada was standing beside him causally on the rather empty baloney a cigarette between his lips.
"Hey bro," America greeted. "I didn't know you smoked."
Canada lit his cigarette and took a long drag blowing the smoke out of his mouth. He didn't look at America as he spoke. "Make me a sandwich."
America stared. " wha-"
He was caught off by a swift back hand to the face.
"Did I stutter!?" Canada questioned angrily. "Go make me a fucking sandwich bitch!"
"Ow! M-MATT! What the-OW!"
Canada when went slap happy on Ame
UNDERSTATEMENT CHAPTER 1
__________________________________________________________________
PREFACE
The best things happen when you least expect it. But what if what you least expect changes everything in your life and everything about you?
__________________________________________________________________
CHAPTER 1: SCREAM!
I SAT IN MY ROOM WATCHING COMEDY CENTRAL. My friends and I entered a contest for 4 tickets and backstage passes to a Tokio Hotel concert in LA, along with transportation and a luxury suite at the hotel theyre staying at.
I giggled at a joke the comedian said. Suddenly my cell phone rang. I could tell it was
Current Residence: Under your bed >3 Favourite genre of music: I love all music except Rap ( It's pretty annoying) Favourite style of art: anime, photograpy,realism Operating System: Windows 7 ^_^ MP3 player of choice: My nano Shell of choice: Snail Personal Quote: "Jussayin"
Favourite Visual Artist
I don't have one
Favourite Movies
I have none o3o
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
At The Moment Cinema Bizarre, Tokio Hotel, t.A.T.u, and Cobra Starship
Anorexia
[x] You hate your body.
[x] You have starved yourself.
[x] You have low self esteem.
[] You use laxatives.
[x] You need to be skinnier.
[] People always say you're skinny, but you think fat.
[x] People think you are way too skinny.
[x] You skip at least one meal a day.
[] You limit your calories or check them constantly by compulsion.
Total: 6
ADHD
[/] You are hyper most of the time.
[x] You barely pay attention to anything.
[x] You cannot cooperate with people well.
[x] You seem to never sit still.
[x] You talk all the time.
[x] You need attention 24/7.
[] You aren't very shy.
Total: 5.5
Bipolar Disorder
[x] Y
So basically I've been on/off with DA, I've been on the site that must not be named (If your on it you know what I'm talking about) and Faceybook. Also For Christmas we got an 360. And pretty much I've been playing ACB and Bioshock ever since then. So anyway... I've fixed my scanner
I'M HERE TO FUCK UP YOUR SHIT >8D
Channy's back in a realtionship, not that y'all care x3
Also, Channy's's uber excited to start her Seychelles cosplaaaayyy~
Channy also drew a bit, She'll scan as soon as possible.
Also a few events in my lyfe.
September 4th Marks Librari Cawn -Attending
October 16th Marks NC Hetalia Picnic - Attending
October 24th Marks Hetalia Day - Not sure but I can attend if I want to.
I hope to finish Egypt by Christmas.
I'm pretty much done with Kyoya- SUCCESS CB<
Sometimes...while browsing the interwebs I want to say "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU CUNT AND GET WITH IT >:C" I have no idea why....
oh....New Youtube