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Cold Blooded Lovers"What if I told you...I still loved you?" She confessed.

His eyes, closed while his throat twitched with laughter.
"Who could ever love a girl like you? You were the worst
decision of my life! You don't know how long I've waited
to tell you that!" His lips, dry from the heartless yelling
lead to his back facing her.

A grin crept across her drenched mouth before a deep sigh
slithered out. "Who could ever love a girl like me?
You're right. Who could? After all, it was you who
created this? You made sure no one else could love me?
Made damn sure that I would be convinced you could
only love me." Once again, that deep breath escaped
her lips Cold Blooded Lovers5 hours ago in Emotional

VoidYou were never there

Always AbsentVoid12 hours ago in Emotional

I'm an asshole!I have given some advice out on here and I like to think it is pretty sound advice. But here's the thing folks. In real life, I am a LOT of different, BAD things. I'm a loser first and foremost. I'm 27 years old and I've NEVER had ONE SINGLE girlfriend, but that' probably because I'm an asshole/loner. I only have ONE friend but she's already married and living in another state. Plus I haven't talked to her in 17 or 18 years. So essentially I don't even have any friends either. Do yourselves a favor, don't take my advice to heart. I'm just a scumbag/asshole/loser ranting on the internet. I make it a point not to befriend people on the internetI'm an asshole!6 hours ago in Emotional

Poetic RantingThat which ignites my passion so, that which I have spent countless hours perfecting the skill of, I have neglected on the pretenses of having some voice than my own command my heart to flow forth its secret and poetic song. I have none to blame for my shortcomings than my faulty priorities, which proclaim that which is declared worthwhile if for naught, while that which society deems frivolous is of my choosing to be my sole intention of life. Deception has been my answer until this point, spouting forth falsities as a fountain, forever drowning my heart in black sin. My talents mean nothing if not recognized by those who determine my fate, Poetic Ranting17 hours ago in Emotional

Hands It was like any other person’s hand. It had four fingers and a thumb, it had the life line, the love line, and every other line that could apparently tell who you were going to marry and how many children you were going to have and what breakfast cereal you were going to eat for the rest of your life. It had been the hand that wrote page-long essays, and strummed strings and pressed keys to play bad music; it had been shook by heroes, and burnt by hair straighteners, and washed a million times over. It typed pointless messages and sent them off to the world, it wrote meaningful letters and threw them away, and sometimes it wrote down sHands21 hours ago in Emotional

Love LetterAnd you may never know it, but all my hope lies in you…
And no matter what you think of yourself, I think you’re always beautiful…
If you’d let me in, I’d never hesitate to pick you back up.
But I’m too afraid to speak my mind when you’re there…
I’m envious of the moon that gets to shine in through your window,
And the sun that gets to wake your sleepy figure in the morning.
I wish I could be the cup of coffee that greets your lips when you’re tired.
And if I could be with you, I’d never let you down.
I’d mend every cut, I’d listen to every problem, I’d shLove Letter1 day ago in Emotional

I am not wrongI am not wrong.

I am a person just like you, just like your parents, your coworker, everyone.

My sexuality does not define me as a person. I shouldn't be confined in society by who I fall in love with. I shouldn't be seen as gay and just gay. There is more to me than who I come home to at night.

I am not the sin of society. I am not the person you tell your children not to be like. I am not here to convert you or anyone like you. I am here to love those who will accept my love. I am here to watch our world grow. I am here to live. To breathe. To feel.

Yet I am told time and time again that I'm not normal. That I don't belong. I'm a smear I am not wrong4 hours ago in Emotional

Despair is a cocoon......You just need to shed it.

I've already shed mine.

But thinking of the past hurts.Despair is a cocoon...4 hours ago in Emotional

La douleurMon âme brûlée
Ne peut plus vivre sans toi
Tes yeux parfaits
Ne veulent pas de moi

La douleur
Du verre pilé
Dans mon cœur
Tout est brisé

La solitude revient vers moi
Ma seule amie
La pluie, lentement, s’abat
Sur le toit de mon ennui La douleur6 hours ago in Emotional

VulnerableMy heart is teetering catch meVulnerable7 hours ago in Emotional

Key Of DestructionWe all hold the key to our own destruction, for some it comes naturally, others may have to search for it. Those who don't accept this get affected worse then those who live in constant hope that they find it sooner rather the later and live each day waiting for the inevitable.Key Of Destruction11 hours ago in Emotional

LoveWhy?

Why is it that when I look for you, I can only see your reflection?

And when you, you gaze upon me, you only watch my shadow?Love12 hours ago in Emotional

My Friends are the Family I ChooseMY FRIENDS ARE THE FAMILY I CHOOSE

(Why I Chose To Be A Babyfur- PROS)

By TheEndIsWhereWeBegin

Based on a true story.

****

The cold, crisp Canadian wind blew in Scamp’s face as he stood by the bus stop, waiting for the Greyhound bus to arrive. No one knew his intentions—running away—as he never let anyone see through his eyes to view the bottled emotions laying underneath that mask. Over his floppy ears were Sennheisser RS 160 digital wireless headphones plugged into his 160GB iPod Classic. Currently playing was “Cold Wind Blows” by Eminem, and he was bobbing his head with the lyrics laced with brutal, expliMy Friends are the Family I Choose14 hours ago in Emotional

KI only started getting to know you and now I'll never see you again.
I'll never be able to tell you how I really feel.
Even if you don't feel the same,all I want is one more chance to talk to you.

The most difficult thing is the fact that the last thing you said was 'See you later'

K1 day ago in Emotional

What You Don't Know Can't Hurt YouJust for a little while, let me hold you

Before I’m gone, before I’m gone…

Let me pretend you love me, too

Before I’m gone, before I’m gone…

With fading pulse and shriveling scales,

I soon shall fade, love too shall fade…

My eyes grow dim, my skin grows cold

And you shall know, and you shall know…

Because I love you, I have to go.What You Don't Know Can't Hurt You1 day ago in Emotional

Blind RealityThe borders of reality are only visible to those who are blind to the sight of impossibility,
they are the ones who test these boundaries day by day finding the weakness that would
eventually set us free to live in a world of pure triumph and hope,
so we can finally witness the feeling of true happiness.Blind Reality11 hours ago in Emotional

Memorial Day Post I stopped by their house after I heard about it. I wasn’t the only one.
Sherry wasn’t speaking to anyone, not a noise was coming from her as she stared into another dimension. Their little girl—Jenny was barely four this year—was sitting in her lap with a toy in her hands.
“Hi, Carol,” someone said to me. I gave a half smile before moving to Sherry. I hadn’t been around since Jenny was a baby, but I knew my sister better than anyone else in this house.
“Sher,” I whispered, sitting on the floor in front of her.
She didn’t answer at first, simply held Jenny tighter when the littleMemorial Day Post27 minutes ago in Emotional

Jupiter Ascending Cast and Crew

Jupiter Ascending
Cast and Crew

Directors:
Andy and Lana Wachowski(The Matrix Trilogy, V For Vendetta, Cloud Atlas)

Writers:
Andy and Lana Wachowski

Producers:
Andy Wachowski
Lana Wachowski
Grant Hill(Nominated for 2 Oscars, The Tree of Life, The Thin Red Line, Cloud Atlas, Titanic)

Cinematographer:
John Toll(Won 2 Oscars, Legends of The Fall, Braveheart, Cloud Atlas, Iron Man 3, Tropic Thunder)

Composer:
Michael Giacchino(Won an Oscar, UP, Star Trek, Star Trek Into Darkness, Cloverfield, Let Me In, Super 8)

Film Editor:
Alexander Berner(Cloud Atlas, TJupiter Ascending Cast and Crew1 hour ago in Emotional

BreathingIt's been hard for me to breath lately...I can't sleep or i feel like I won't wake up. I really need help but I don't know how to ask for it. If you can help please help me. My chest is heavy and I know I'm breathing but it doesn't feel like it. I have to take in gasps of air for me to feel like im getting anything at all. If can give me some form of help I will gladly take it. Just please I'm getting sick from lack of sleep and food. I can't eat it makes it worse and I can't drink either. I don't know what is wrong but I can tell its not good for me at all. Please help me if you can. I'm pleading right now. I cry so much when I get home. I Breathing1 hour ago in Emotional

jumbleddelbmujIt's all rushing, all feeling and no thought towards the future or how my brashness can change things. The light is on, or at least I think so, and the world is bathed in light.

And then the world is drenched in dark and I immediately trip over something before me in the dark I can't see or understand. The ground isn't hard, more like carpet in the way I can feel that I'm not up anymore when I hit it but at the same time the collision doesn't hurt. It just is.

After that the floor seems like a nice place to stay because the carpet isn't hot or cold, not hard or all that soft. Like tripping it just is and I don't get that now but I'll think jumbleddelbmuj1 hour ago in Emotional

Wanderless days chapter 1The moon shined into my dim room. I bit my tongue softly, trying to hold back tears. A strip of brunette hair covered my right eye as i was curled up. Shaking like a wet dog left out in the rain. I put a hand on my desk, lifting the rest of my body up. I remembered Shane, his laughter, our friendship. I swallowed hard, trying not to think about what happened. I held the knife in my hand and cut myself, eyes squinted shut from pain. I looked down and saw trickles of blood was falling out of my wound, i whimpered, "that was for you Shane, I-I'm so so sorry." As if on cue a draft of cold air flew into my room. I shivered and pulled a wool blankeWanderless days chapter 12 hours ago in Emotional

ThawedUntrue.
How is it possible for you to believe... that?
It hurts my head to try and imagine what you must put yourself through. It hurts my heart when you manage to thaw it. When it's frozen over again a bad feeling settles in my gut. But then I see you again... My heart thaws in just the tiniest place.. Every time a little piece of the black drips out, I'm left vulnerable and a little bit scared.
But you're there so I don't care.
Then all the limitations of each of our lives come into play, we are separated and its iced over again.
Safe and secure.
But.. Maybe.. I like it..
Then you say sorry, over and over.. Are you sorry? For making Thawed3 hours ago in Emotional

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