Yess.... I am making one :) This is where I'll be putting anything random.. any little story, peice of a phrase/quote, poems, anything :) So please enjoy and coment! <33
*Note: These stuff are the ones that aren't posted on dA yet. They will be later, I guess, but not currently.. cause I just made them up. Make since? XD*
1. Heartbroken
2. The Night Before 3. Stupid Little Girl 4. Don't Let Go 5. me. private
6. I'm lost in this big world, trying to get a hold on my life
7. New Divide [1st Phrase] ~ Linkin Park 8. Take your ugly face out of my world
9. What is it like to be a star? 10. The wind can't stop child abuse, you know
-- Edited by Mosspaw on Sunday 25th of October 2009 11:44:39 PM
has it ever occured to you that you that you were a jelous slob, that no one cares for you? that every girl you ever dated dumped you out of pure hatred? has it ever came to you puny little mind that you did everythin wrong while ocusing other innocent people? and has it ever popped out of nowhere, that no one wants to date you anymore because of your bad history? 6 girls you dated, six girls all dumped you, NOT INCLUDING ME.
do you ever lie in bed at night, thinking something was wrong? like you forgot a peice to a puzzle.. and that puzzle was me? don't you know how many times you left me heartbroken, not giving a care to me while i cured your every little 'boo-boo'? don't you know how that feels, to love someone so much who doesn't even realize you're there??
well, i missed you every moment you left without me. like remember that one time when you went to italy without telling me? and it was a 3 month trip? well, most regular girls would've dumped you, but i didn'. i stayed with you and loved you, and understood everything about you. and you?? you little person? when i toled you that i was going to mexico on a 50 day trip, you just nodded and continued to stare at the t.v., so intently at the x-box game you were playing...
well, that's over. now, i'm not going to be the one who's left heartbroken. you are. i'm not going to be the one who cries every day because of what you did.. you are. and now, i am going to be the one who pretends you're not there, because that's what you deserve. and now we're over. i don't care about you anymore.
that was so raw. the feeling of pure hurt efficiently came across in this small piece of literature.. this is truly awesome. :] i like your new approach on poetry with this different style. good job branching out Timbas! i luurvess youu! :]
i remember that night, a long time ago, when the sky was all black. the air was ice cold, and the trees didn't dance alongside it. it was pitch black, one of those nights where everything was a bad nightmare, where that dream wanted to capture you and eat you. i remember sitting in my bed, my arms wrapped around my legs, my long hair down, and i remembered you sitting next to me; holding me, and wrapping your body around me to warm me up.
i remember you would whisper in my ear that very night my favorite lullaby. it wasn't a very common one; you made it up yourself. and i remember taking in every word, listening intently, trying to forget the scary night. and soon enough, the night became harmless and sweet with your presence with me. and i forgot everything possible except for you. you hypmotized me in your love, and i loved you back.
and then i remember falling asleep. it was a great night. i was the luckiest girl in the whole world. i dreamed about dancing on the clouds with you, laughing and joking, not caring about anything in the world. i dreamed about you saying, "i love you", every moment. i dreamed about you falling deep down, and then i saved you.
then i remember waking up to a loud siren, a blood curdling siren. i realized at once what it was, an ambulance. my body froze, i remember. and then i remember crying beside your limp, cold body in the hospital, hopeless. and i remember holding you dead hand, and whispering one last word to you,
"The night before, you promised me you'd be with me forever... but I still love you.."
I'm the only one who's been posting here, litterally, so please don't let this story thing die! Please comment!
Here's a little story:
Don't Let Go
I heard the sirens. And my heart litterally stopped beating. Instantly, I knew something was wrong. Something wasn't right. I peeked outside the window. I knew I wasn't supposed to, but I couldn't help it. And what I saw killed me. The ambulence was parked right ouside his house. I clamped my sweaty hands against my mouth to muffle the blood-curdling scream that escaped it. I ran downstairs, crying. It couldn't be happening to me!
My mother saw me as I hurridly put on my boots.
"Becka," she cautioned. I looked at her and she sighed. "Becka, he couldn't help it." I glared at her. My mom wasn't helping at all. Finally, I nodded.
"I know Mom," I whispered. My voice was cracked. She looked at me with understanding, then nodded. I smiled a smile.. or tried, then raced out the door.
By the time I got to his house, he was already in the ambulence. They were about to go, but I started screaming.
"NOO!!! Let me on!!!" The driver stared at me with a cold glare. I had to turn away.
"Get on," he finally said curtly. "Get on. And hurry." I jumped onto the back of the ambulence, barely being able to close the back door before it sped away with the siren that would have most definatly made me deaf. And then I turned around to face my family.
His mother and father was sitting on one side of him. The other was empty, blank, dull. They were crying. Their eyes were puffy and red. Even the father, who was a football coach.
"Becka," Lilianna whispered. "Becka.. we're so sorry." I didn't understand his mother's language. It seemed like she was speaking in foreign words that I didn't learn in high school. Why was she sorry if her son was dying? I then realized I was still standing in the moving vehicle and I quickly sat down on the opposite side of Ms. Lillianna and Mr. Andrew.
"I know.." I whispered back. "It's all right. He'll be fine." I held onto his bare, cold hands. The words were soft. They weren't right. Because I knew I was trying to comfort us instead of inform us. And I knew that those words could become lies. But I had to believe.
At last, the ambulence pulled up into the hospital. It seemed like hours though it was only minutes. I got up as the back door opened, and 3 nurses came up. They unatached him from the car and wheeled him out. Lilianna and Andrew followed after, and I tagged along.
I felt like a complete idiot, waiting in the hospital for him even though I wasn't part of his family. It was hours, being bored there. Hours that questions flooded my head. I silently cried and listened to the sound of the clock ticking. At last, the door peaked open and the doctors came out. Their clothes were stained with blood. I gasped and tears flooded my eyes. No...
so.. i saw him today. he was just walking. and then i accidently like 'bumped into him'. i swear it was an accident. i nearly died of embarressement; i had a crush on him for 5 months! so like... i fell into him and he caught me.. he looked at me and smiled and said "woops! be careful darlin'!"
OH... MY GOSH!!!
this is major. like, no joke! so he didn't even know my name! and he called me darlin'! or does he call every girl who falls on him 'darlin'?
June 9
schools out today. no more andrew. crap.
June 30
i am terribly in pain. i can't stand not seeing andrew for a summer. what if he hooks up with a hot gir? i won't stand a chance.. crap. crap crap crap. my life sucks realll bad.
July 31
i hate thisss!!!!
August 29
yes! school! i can't believe i'm saying this. i can't believe i want school so bad... well, actually, i want andrew. thank goodness that he's still single. i still have my chance :)
he's in 4 of my classes. including lunch :) this is awesome. i'm in love. he's amazing.
August 30
OMGGG!!!
andrew looked at me and smiled.
good sign, good sign.
holy crap.
i am so excited.
September 14
andrew... is.. sooo... hot....
he had to go shirtless to jog. it wasn't at school, i mean, around the block. and i saw him. he has ABBS!!!
okay.... i'm a going a BIT overboard.
September 30
I HATE MY LIFE
andrew is avoiding me.
is he crushing on me?
i have to ask.
October 22
okay, so i finally got the nerve to ask andrew if he liked me. and i told him i liked him.
this is a little thing.. i got bored. it's like a journal entree for this girl, Chris Starfield. She likes this boy, Andrew, and writes all her feelings in the journal