43 Recent Deviations
Featured: Brad Walst doesn't give a flying fuck.
Untitled - The Rambling Thoughts of AnxietyThe Vodka burns in my throat, but the pain does not compare to the pressure upon my lungs and chest that I feel, and the sting from the dent in my pride.
The cigarette ash drops and smears my jeans, but not as much as the red stains my wrist.
The bruises on my arms are tender and afresh, but not as new as the tears that blur my vision as I stare at the floor and wonder “why must I fuck every thing up? Why must I be such a fuck up?”
Just as I thought I had escaped the hell hounds that had been chasing me, they pin me to the ground and rip at my neck, the demons that I had locked away bursting free and surrounding me, whispering in my ears.
And I remember everything.
They told me suicide was hanging from a rope, or a bullet through my skull, falling from a tall building or swallowing too many pills.
But maybe that’s not all of it.
Maybe it’s crossing the road and not looking.
Maybe it’ smoking in hopes you get cancer.
Maybe it’s drinking until the sun
I love you
I am a woman that feels for the same,
I known her forever and I love her name.
She is not just beautiful she is very nice,
And I love it when she looks into my eyes.
I am a girl that loves another girl,
When I'm around her I'm in another world.
the way she smiles even her sweet laugh,
I wish she was my girlfriend oh
I think I've gone mad.
I am a girl that loves the same sex,
Her kisses and hugs and how she pecks.
I can't help but lean and kiss.
But sadly I miss.
I try again one last time,
just to see if she'll be mine.
I do it right and I don't miss,
She says she wants one more kiss,
We do it again,
This time trying not to end.
I am a girl going out with a girl,
She says she'll give lesbian love a whirl.
After all these years hiding my real self,
Telling the truth is now my health.
I am Lesbian girl...!
And I'm proud of it...!
RecursionBen was awoken by a loud crackling noise. He sat up in bed, disoriented, and tried to figure out what could have caused the strange, but oddly familiar sound. Deciding that it must have been thunder, he stood up and walked toward the window. He peered through the blinds, to look for any other signs of a storm, but it was too dark to see anything.
Turning back toward his bed, Ben began to feel the after-effect of the two glasses of water that he drank before going to bed. He walked out of his bedroom, making sure to close the door behind him to keep his cat, Lucy, from wandering in, and navigated the hallway in the dim light provided by a few night-lights that were plugged in just above the baseboard. Approaching the bathroom door, he noticed that it was slightly ajar and stopped short.
"I thought I closed that." Ben said to himself.
Assuming that the door must not have latched properly, he proceeded into the room and did his business. While washing his hands, Ben looked in the mirror a
Art Trades (OPEN)Hello~
I've decided to make a journal for AT requests since it's easier to keep track of instead of notes & profile comments, so if I receive any more notes/comments from now on I will no longer respond to them. I will only be doing traditional for the time being since I can finish them a lot more quickly than with digital ones. I'll probably open digital ATs sometime in the future once I'm able to do them faster.
Lace and Ribbon Divider by Megane-Megami
Please finish your part first, then I will start mine
LtRM : Ch. 1 First One"So what does it say man?" Rian says, making grabby hands at the piece of paper in my hand. I swat him away, still reading it over again in my head.
"Dude, she could be so hot. You need to find this chick," Zack chimes in with a small grin playing on his lips.
"Or she could look like all of you, terrible," Alex retorts making everyone else in the group, including myself, to gawk at him. This is an urgent moment like this, we can't joke around like this!
"Fuck you, Alex," we all synchronize with a laugh afterwords. Alex just shrugs, pushing his hair back to show us he actually has eyes. Honestly, the dude needs a haircut, but all the girls and guys cream themselves over it so he keeps it long.
I read over the hand written letter again, slumping back against the fast food restaurant booth stumped at what it all means. The guys look at me expectantly, so I cave in and toss it to the table. Rian smacks his hand down, Zack and Alex too slow to make it.
"Oh my god, dude," Rian gasps as he sk
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