You remember the first day of school? We walked into class and sat down next to each other. It was unbeknownst to us at that moment, and for many after, that it was a significant incident.
Meeting you was fate.
Or was it?
The seat I had chosen in each and every class every year was relatively the same: Not in the front, not too far back, and as far away from the teacher's desk as possible. By chance, you had taken the very seat I wanted but what could I do? I chose the next best thing, right next to you.
Yet, despite our closeness in relative of space, I didn't notice you. Not that day, nor that week, not even the week after. It wasn't un
What happens next? What happens when the bell rings and the day ends?
Our friendship, our knowledge of each other, our memories...what happens to that? Will our existence fade away forever in each others' minds?
Do we just go on with our lives as if we never met?
If we pass by each other in the halls, would we say hi? Would we wave?
Or would we just keep walking, eyes front, without even a quick glance to see how the other is holding up?
Is that what happens?
If that's the case, then I guess there's almost nothing left to do.
But I know you break the rules and you know that sometimes I do too.
So I'll wave. And I'll say hi. And I'll g
I don't care anymore, I don't...really. But listen to me; it's not what you think.
I mean, I don't care if you feel weird talking to me, and I don't care if you feel awkward saying it and I really don't care if you don't think we should say it anymore because I'll say it anyways...
I love you.
You don't know how much I truly mean it. You don't know how often I feel like telling everyone around me, how often I wish I could let the world know.
And you don't know how much I like the way it rolls off my tongue. Or how much I like the way it lingers in the air. "I love you, Emilio." Doesn't that sound wonderful?
It's my favorite thing in the
I noticed there are a lot of times where we dont speak. Its just silence.
Did you notice?
Theyre not awkward silences. Just long.
Did you notice that either?
I always feel like I should say something and I almost do, but I stop myself.
Did you ever notice?
I think about you during those silences.
Did you know that?
I think about everything I want to say to you. I think about how much I love you. About how much I would cry if you ever left me or hurt me or...passed.
Did you know that?
I wonder what you think about during those silences.
Do you think about anything?
I wonder if you think about me. If you think abou
So, there's this boy... by Sasuke-luvr, literature
Literature
So, there's this boy...
So, theres this boy... And the way he laughs makes me smile. And the way he talks gives me butterflies. And just about everything about him makes me happy. And when I met him, I never in a million years thought Id end up liking him this much. But I cant help it, I
I know what youre thinking. But its not like that this time. It isnt. Really. Its different.
Hes different.
Hes nothing like I ever imagined. Hes oh-so much better. Hes got the most gorgeous eyes Ive ever seen, so unique and light. You know how much I like light eyes. His skins a natural lightly t
Probably the hardest things I ever had to do was try to stay calm while the person I loved so deeply, so completely, cried. It broke my heart to hear it all. No My heart didnt break; it shattered into thousands of tiny pieces and struck my lungs with such force that I almost couldnt breathe.
But I didnt let him know that. I couldnt. My pride wouldnt let me. I pretended to be perfectly okay with everything. I forced a smile onto my face, hoping he wouldnt know it was fake through the phone. And he didnt. He truly believed that I wasnt upset. And it hurt him.
The more cheerful I pretended
I want to go back to being who I once was. The little girl who stood up against those bigger and stronger than me. The one who was tough and never let any thing that anyone ever did or say get to me because I knew it didnt matter.
I want to go back to being the one who didnt act like everyone else and would proudly show off the fact that I was different, that I thought differently, and that I could have so much fun doing even the simplest of things. Even if it meant that people would think I was crazy.
And to those that accepted me, good.
And to those that did not, goodbye.
Because if they couldnt handle me at my w
In Memory Of Davion Bishop by Sasuke-luvr, literature
Literature
In Memory Of Davion Bishop
Its amazing how a simple phone call could change things so drastically. Just a short exchange of words and then the world seems like it had been turned upside down. A phone had rung; its joyful chiming seems mocking to me now, having lead me to believe that nothing would be wrong.
My mind seemed to shut down for a moment when I found out, blocking out everything around me, every thought, every feeling that I had before, as what has been said before echoed in my ears ominously. It was when it registered that my eyes burned with tears wanting to be released. I didnt stop them. I couldnt have even if I tried.
Davion had been
You remember the first day of school? We walked into class and sat down next to each other. It was unbeknownst to us at that moment, and for many after, that it was a significant incident.
Meeting you was fate.
Or was it?
The seat I had chosen in each and every class every year was relatively the same: Not in the front, not too far back, and as far away from the teacher's desk as possible. By chance, you had taken the very seat I wanted but what could I do? I chose the next best thing, right next to you.
Yet, despite our closeness in relative of space, I didn't notice you. Not that day, nor that week, not even the week after. It wasn't un
What happens next? What happens when the bell rings and the day ends?
Our friendship, our knowledge of each other, our memories...what happens to that? Will our existence fade away forever in each others' minds?
Do we just go on with our lives as if we never met?
If we pass by each other in the halls, would we say hi? Would we wave?
Or would we just keep walking, eyes front, without even a quick glance to see how the other is holding up?
Is that what happens?
If that's the case, then I guess there's almost nothing left to do.
But I know you break the rules and you know that sometimes I do too.
So I'll wave. And I'll say hi. And I'll g
I noticed there are a lot of times where we dont speak. Its just silence.
Did you notice?
Theyre not awkward silences. Just long.
Did you notice that either?
I always feel like I should say something and I almost do, but I stop myself.
Did you ever notice?
I think about you during those silences.
Did you know that?
I think about everything I want to say to you. I think about how much I love you. About how much I would cry if you ever left me or hurt me or...passed.
Did you know that?
I wonder what you think about during those silences.
Do you think about anything?
I wonder if you think about me. If you think abou
So, there's this boy... by Sasuke-luvr, literature
Literature
So, there's this boy...
So, theres this boy... And the way he laughs makes me smile. And the way he talks gives me butterflies. And just about everything about him makes me happy. And when I met him, I never in a million years thought Id end up liking him this much. But I cant help it, I
I know what youre thinking. But its not like that this time. It isnt. Really. Its different.
Hes different.
Hes nothing like I ever imagined. Hes oh-so much better. Hes got the most gorgeous eyes Ive ever seen, so unique and light. You know how much I like light eyes. His skins a natural lightly t
Probably the hardest things I ever had to do was try to stay calm while the person I loved so deeply, so completely, cried. It broke my heart to hear it all. No My heart didnt break; it shattered into thousands of tiny pieces and struck my lungs with such force that I almost couldnt breathe.
But I didnt let him know that. I couldnt. My pride wouldnt let me. I pretended to be perfectly okay with everything. I forced a smile onto my face, hoping he wouldnt know it was fake through the phone. And he didnt. He truly believed that I wasnt upset. And it hurt him.
The more cheerful I pretended
I want to go back to being who I once was. The little girl who stood up against those bigger and stronger than me. The one who was tough and never let any thing that anyone ever did or say get to me because I knew it didnt matter.
I want to go back to being the one who didnt act like everyone else and would proudly show off the fact that I was different, that I thought differently, and that I could have so much fun doing even the simplest of things. Even if it meant that people would think I was crazy.
And to those that accepted me, good.
And to those that did not, goodbye.
Because if they couldnt handle me at my w
In Memory Of Davion Bishop by Sasuke-luvr, literature
Literature
In Memory Of Davion Bishop
Its amazing how a simple phone call could change things so drastically. Just a short exchange of words and then the world seems like it had been turned upside down. A phone had rung; its joyful chiming seems mocking to me now, having lead me to believe that nothing would be wrong.
My mind seemed to shut down for a moment when I found out, blocking out everything around me, every thought, every feeling that I had before, as what has been said before echoed in my ears ominously. It was when it registered that my eyes burned with tears wanting to be released. I didnt stop them. I couldnt have even if I tried.
Davion had been
The Letter L _Revised_ by kitoriwitch613, literature
Literature
The Letter L _Revised_
(A/N): This story contains gender switch. L is a girl in this story.
"The Letter L"
In his mailbox was a very conspicuous envelope and, even before Light attempted to open it, he knew that person must have sent it to him. The envelope was a brown, eleven by nine, and sealed with black twine around the seal; it was delivered with the rest of his mail earlier that morning. Other than his name and address, there was no return address and, after inspection, Light Yagami found nothing dangerous to be in it, other than a simple leaf of computer paper. This was the second letter he had received from that person, and he was not sure who "that perso
I am who I am. Your approval is neither wanted nor required.
Current Residence: My house deviantWEAR sizing preference: Small Favourite genre of music: Anything!! Except most forms of country/rap/hiphop/pop MP3 player of choice: iPod Nano 3g Favourite cartoon character: Chowder :D
Does anyone know what anime they come from? If they come from an anime at all, I mean.
If you don't know what I'm talking about here are some pictures.
http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii184/KittenHatake/Nonhuman/Neko/gothic_nurse_catgirl-1.jpg http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii184/KittenHatake/Nonhuman/Neko/kindneko2.jpg http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii184/KittenHatake/Nonhuman/Neko/normal_littlecatgirl_1.jpg http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii184/KittenHatake/Nonhuman/Neko/Natasha4.jpg http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii184/KittenHatake/Nonhuman/Neko/cat_grey_pet.jpg http://fc10.deviantart.com/fs15/i/2007/087/f/a/neko_blonde
I got this from ~Reckless-X-Abandon (https://www.deviantart.com/reckless-x-abandon)'s journal.
RULES
Step 1: Put your iTunes or equivalent on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 25 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3: Bold out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!
Step 5: ???
Step 6: PROFIT!!!
1. I've lied to you The same way that I always do.
2. Boy meets girl You were my dream, my world But I was blind You cheated on me from behind.
3. We're not gonna be Just apart of their game We're not gonna be Just the victims.
4. I complicated our lives By falling in love with