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Every time I see you my heart skips a beat,
My stomach jumps into my throat,
My lungs loose all their air,
and I can't breathe,
I trip over my words,
I go weak in the knees,
I can't think,
And my chest hurts,
I can't form words,
I get flustered
I forget my name,
and worst of all,
My belly aches cause all the butterflies.
Who you are.It's 2:00am. You can't sleep. To much to think about. Why not look around YouTube? You find songs you love. They're rambunctious and exciting... But that's not how you feel. And you can't handle it. It kills you. A stab in your gut, and every happy word turns the knife.. Eventually you find this guy with the voice of an angel, and you pretty much fall in love with his falsetto.. Three nights later you're up again because of the same reasons.. Why not look at what videos he's posted? And then... You find him with one of your songs. One of the amazing songs that make you believe life can be beautiful.. As soon as his voice comes out of your headphones full blast your eyes sting and your arms get goosebumps because he's singing a song you would be dead without. And after holding it in for weeks.. Months, maybe even a year, the tears fall, and don't stop even after the song is done and over, and you just keep crying, because "it's okay no to be okay"
Hypocrite..H... Hard to accept you did it too?
Y... You can't believe I did this to you?
P... Pain? Ha! How do you think I feel?
O... Over you now, Believe me, shit's real!
C... Can't believe I wanted a truce.
R... Right, You're thinking about the noose...
I... I wish we could have stayed friends,
T... Things like this deserve ends...
E... Eventually, you may realize you are a hypocrite..
A song I wrote..I was sitting in my best friend's bed. My knees were up and my head was resting on his pillow.I was subconsciously humming to myself as I read a new book I got for Christmas.
"You know what you're doing, right Hillary?"
I stopped reading and looked up at him with giant puppy eyes.
"You're so sexy, you're giving my bed a boner.."
"Wow, Elliot!" I laughed and threw a pillow at him. He looked really serious all of a sudden. He was playing with my bookmark in between his fingers when I went back to reading. I saw movement and then my book was yanked out of my hands.
"Elliot! Give me my book back!" I laughed again and he landed on the bed beside me with his hair over his eyes. I moved it away from his eyes and laughed again.
"Having fun? Can I please have my book back?"
"What song were you singing?"
"You hum when you read. What song were you humming?"
"Uh, I don't know, one I wrote I guess, can I have my book back please?"
"You wrote that!?"
"Fine." He said lau
That's all I feel.
Or at least I try.
Just seeing you with her, being happy, it hurts.
It's painful to know I wasn't good enough for you.
But I'm okay with that. Maybe eventually her perfect will run out and I'll finally be the one for you.
Maybe someday I'll be perfect, or someone will just think I'm close enough, even when I'm far from.
Maybe you'll realize to late that you had me in the palm of your hand.
You could have played me like a flute and I wouldn't have cared.
You don't even know how I feel.
Right now I'm just your friend.
I want to be more but you're so happy with her.
I have no chance.
So I guess I'll try and feel empty.
Drowning.I had a dream.
In my dream my sister came from her room and started to talk about her friend.
I knew who she was talking about so I tried to talk to her about him.
But for some reason I started drowning. I was choking, sputtering and crying.
"Help! Help!" I yelled. I called for my sister's help.
"Becca Help me!!" I couldn't breathe! My shouts for help only made me float father out to sea!
"Becca help!!" I choked out.
"I can't breathe!" Soon my mom and my sister were staring at me. All of my friends were there too. Right after I looked closer to shore and saw my sister's friend. He was also drowning. I looked to see if his head was above water. As far as I could tell it was.
My lungs were burning now. They were on fire.
"Mommy, help me!" I would yell. But still she just stared at her drowning daughter.
"Mommy! Save me!" My head went under water and I soon bobbed up and over it again to see my sister running to save her friend.
"Becca! Save me too! Becca help!"
She continued to catch her
Promise.Driving. Me in the passenger seat. Mom in the driver's. We're silent. I'm trying to hold on to my sanity. I'm thinking about him. Him and how she'd never approve of him.
"When would I be able to go on a date by myself, Mom?" I said breaking the silence. I played with my promise ring.
"Because, you're 15."
"But I have my promise ring!"
"There's this little thing called temptation, Danielle. Your purity ring doesn't matter."
Fumed. Pissed even.
"You're 15! You wouldn't last that long."
"Mom, I'm not stupid, I can handle myself!"
"Danielle, You're never going on a date by yourself!"
"What are you afraid of Mom!? Me having sex? Getting pregnant!?" I have totally snapped my lid now.
"Yes Danielle I am!"
"Don't be mom! The only reason I got a promise ring is because I never want to have sex! Do you know why mom!? Do you freaking know why!? I was raped okay!? I was raped mom! And so was He! The boy I want to go on a date with! We were both raped. By the
You're playing the my life is worse game?I don't think you should complain,
They have it just the same,
Maybe even worse,
They've been through divorce.
They're only Five,
and a little sister who's one
and you're complaining?
Okay, so you've been through divorce,
and you barely have anything,
But there's that,
and Loosing your father,
Their dad was kicked out,
but here's the catch,
He wasn't even their dad,
She was cheating on him.
I think it's pathetic that you think your life is ending,
Is your mom abusive to your father?
Is your mom addicted to drugs?
Is your little sister only related to you through your mom?
I'm glad I realized this while you were playing the my life is worse game,
that two five year old's and a one year old, know what you're going through
and worse, and they don't even know what's going on. . .
Quotes: Be strongThe people who bully you are uglier than they say you are, they only see the pro's in themselves and the con's in everyone else.
Don't let people get to you.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
Yes, you may be breakable and fragile, but so are those beautiful porcelain dolls.
I'm not as fragile as you think I am.
Be the good you want to see in the world.
I thought about giving up, but then I tried harder.
Look to the lord when there's troubles, not a knife.
I can be who I am and proud at the same time.
Don't believe it if you don't know who conceived it.
You want someone to tell you it's okay? What happened to the people who gave up everything for you?
speak your mind, even if your voice shakes.
You're never really alone.
Be who you want to be, not what others want to see.
You don't have to be a clone to be beautiful.
You know who's beautiful? Read the first word again.
I don't want a prince charming because I'm not a princess.
Sometimes a pen and paper are the best listeners.
Secret Admirer [Yandere!Levi x Blind!Reader] III
[Warning: kidnapping and themes of Stockholm’s syndrome]
With each passing day in this cage of darkness incarcerating your person, little pieces of your sanity drifted away little by little. Instead of fighting to escape, screaming until your throat numbed or crying until your eyes were dry, you slowly surrendered to the chains, clinging you to the frigid brick wall. You accepted the once annoying springs in your cot, intending your sensitive skin with their points. It was not that you particularly wished to. You were just too tired to resist anymore.
Worst of all, you found yourself embracing the assistances of your captor.
He very rarely spoke, and when he did, it was usually cursing to himself or low commands to you. He invaded your space more often: sometimes, he came with bread, warm porridge, water or hot tea. Sometimes, he brought a large bucket full of warm water and a rag which he used to keep your placid skin and growing locks neat and clean. At first, this caused you t
Secret Admirer IV [Yandere!Levi x Blind!Reader]
[Warning: themes of kidnapping and Stockholm’s syndrome]
Nothing hurt Levi more than hearing your screams and cries of despair, bouncing along the walls and piercing down to his psyche. But, overtime, these rebellious noises diminished. You resisted him less and less and even seemed to enjoy his visits . Gradually, he believed you adjusted to the idea that he indeed only wished to protect you and take care of you.
He witnessed himself how crafty and adept you could be in the underground. Despite your blindness, you learned how to avoid danger and fight off predators that crossed your path. But, in the dangerous world you lived in, one mistake was all you needed. The hollows in your collarbone and your cheeks, the sags beneath your eyes indicated how underfed you were, which lead to a physical weakness that even you could not ignore. Despite the cloudy film over your eyes, a pleasant innocence and purity resided behind those beautiful, damaged windows. You were a perfect balance o
Secret Admirer V [Yandere!Levi x Blind!Reader]
[Warning: Themes of kidnapping and Stockholm's syndrome]
Click. Click. Click.
The familiar footsteps immediately diminished your drowsiness. You jolted from your pillow, directing your body towards the sounds and curled your knees to your chest. Though the sound of the iron grating against the bricks normally made anyone sick, you were used to it. In fact, you found it comforting. It signaled that the only person in your life, your captor, your mysterious lover, your secret admirer, approached you. As his steps halted at the edge of your bed, you shyly held out your hands, questioning his whereabouts. You couldn’t hide your smile as the warmth of his calloused hands encircled your frigid fingers, and his weight shifted you a little closer to him. After cradling the back of your head in his palm, he pulled you into a slow, sultry kiss. At first, you thought of this term of affection as intrusive. It invaded your space physically, emotionally and mentally. But, overtime, you loved
The Bite of '87 (FNaF Story)The car turned into the crowded parking lot that bustled with various families walking towards the cheery building. My son was kicking my seat from behind, extremely excited that we arrived.
“Anthony, please stop kicking. We’ll be there in a minute, I promise.” I parked the car in a spot not too far from the entrance, and got out of the driver’s seat to help him out of the car. I lifted him out and set him lightly on the pavement. He grabbed my hand and yanked me towards the building.
“Come ooooon! I wanna see Fweddy! Let’s gooo!” I chuckled, following him inside the building titled Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza Place.
When we entered, the room was loud with the cheering of children and people singing. We walked between cluttered tables to get a seat off to the side. The singing was coming from a stage of animatronic animals. One was a bear, one a chicken, one a bunny, and a fox.
A waitress came by to ask what we wanted, then left for the kitche
Yandere!Hanji X Reader ||Scientific||part 2
Death, violence, swears, the usual. I had to make a second cause you guys, and myself loved the first one ;D
p.s this one is actually pretty damn gory
You shakily tried to calm your breathing as her footsteps furthered away from the room you were locked in. Your eyes gazed down towards the multicolored haired boy who was lying in a pool of his own blood. "Oh Jean, I'm so sorry..." you mumbled as you turned your head away. You tried to escape the entire time she was gone, but all of your efforts only ended with rope burn on both of your wrists.
She nearly slams the door into the wall as you watch her drag a bloodied, and tied up Eren into the room. She throws him onto the floor in front of you and smiles, "See darling? Look at all the things I do for you!"
You shudder as you watch her pick up the same bloodied bar she had used on Jean. "I loved my experiments on Eren, but I love you even more. Look at all I give up for your happiness!"
She brings the bar down onto E
Corpse Mine 5
After sleeping for a while. Ty fluttered his eyes open, seeing that he was alone. He was incredibly puzzled, the last time he woke up, he remembered that he was in Sky's arms.
Ty mumbled in sleepiness, sitting up.
He looked down at his legs, confused. The last time he saw his pants was when they were on the floor. He wondered if the "Sweet Love" between himself and the Commander was just a dream. He got up with a bit of trouble, from his ankle and something else. Curses were muttered under his breath.
"Defiantly not a dream..."
He finally got up fully and started walking/limping to the door, He handle, but the door wouldn't budge...
"The door.... Is locked...?"
He jostles the handle a few more times, ending up in failure.
He muttered, and inspected the door closely.
The door seemed to be fixed to the door like a model, unable to open.
"W-Why won't it open...?!"
He started to panic, trying to open the door desperately.
He tried sh
+FanFiction+ Marks Five NightsNight 1 - The Phone Call
It was only half eleven at night, as a man dressed in a simple dark hoodie, blue jeans and sneakers, as he walked through the quiet street. No one came here late, it made people feel very uncomfortable, even those who enjoyed the dark left this area alone at night, no one or thing came through here. The man pulled out a piece of a newspaper from his pocket as he read through it as though making sure he was going to the right destination.
He reached a gate of what seemed to be an old fashioned fun house for kids as he looked at it with a slight raised brow.
This can’t be the place surely…? I thought this was a place for kids he thought to himself. He looked at the paper once more to check the address and he saw he was at the right place. Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.
He gave a shrug at the area and walked into the pizzeria as he, pulled his hood back, as his hair popped up slightly, as he looked around.
“Hello? Anyone around here? I
Corpse Mine 6
Ty bolted through the door, panting and gasping, collapsing in a corner.
He gags louder, they slowly turn to wet coughs and sputters.
The sound of sprinting foot steps is heard as Sky runs in from another corner. He quickly rushes over and kneels next to Ty, just in time to hold his hair back as the Dead Army Leader pukes.
The younger whimpered, his legs and arms shaking. Sky rubs his back in comfort as Ty wipes his mouth.
"A-Are you okay...?"
Ty looked up at the older when those words left his lips, and his eyes glistened with tears. He hugged the commander tightly, letting his tears of fear spill into Sky's shirt. He was acting much like a frightened child.
The older held him close, not minding his tears and wails. He simply stroked his hair, cooing to him to calm him down.
"I got you...."
Ty whimpered, hugging him tighter, tears still flowing down his cheeks. He couldn't help it, but he looked up, and kissed Sky fully on the lips. He pulled aw
Corpse Mine 7
Minutes went by since the two split ways, and Ty felt like he was going to lose his mind.
He broke down into a sob, wailing Sky's name.
He cried, regretting yelling at the brunette and splitting up to look around. A sudden fear clouded his mind, and he felt as if he lost all control of himself.
He started running in the halls, desperately looking for his friend. He cries his name out at the top of his lungs, running through each floor.
Until he got to the third.
"Sky! Don't leave me alone like this!"
He broke down into tears once again, just wanting to hold him close again.
After regaining his senses, he looks around, reading the sign at the entrance.
He whispered to himself.
"This is where I was supposed to meet Sky!"
His voice saddened at his name, still regretting his choices.
He walked closer to the restrooms, checking the girl's room first.
"Sky, is that
Surrender to SlenderMy legs. They ached. But I still had to run. I could sense him behind me. Just there. He didn't walk, he didn't run. He was just there.
I turned off my light in hopes that he would loose me. No hope. He was behind me and he couldn't get any closer. Maybe it was my breathing that was drawing him in. In. Out. In. Loudly. I'd been running so long. My breathing was so heavy that it wouldn't take long for him to find me. He could probably hear me from across the forest. Where's the truck? maybe keys were in there. It wouldn't take much to run him over. He wouldn't be able to resist going in front of it.
In. Out. In. Out. Was it by the rocks? Or was it closer to the bathroom? Was that him!? I can't see! Don't turn your flashlight on. Don't turn it on. You'll find the truck eventually. Is that it? Nope that's the four pointless walls.
This was pointless. I'd lost the friend I'd brought. He got them. Why would we do something as stupid as going to the forest? Especially after someone warned us
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