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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.
Happiness [Yandere!Kankri x Reader]ohhh
ooH SNAP SHITS ABOUT TO GET REAL UP IN HERE SON
woot because Yandere!Homestuck is always good. Always good.
//is coming from a yandere herself
mAYBE ILL DO A SERIES LIKE THIS
I won't be using the quirks, they're really hard to keep up with ahhh
Coffee. That's the first thing, you decided, to get before the first day of Senior Year of high school at Sburb High. Your name is __________, and you were tired as fuck. You had to meet up, with your best friend, Dave Strider, at Starbucks, even though he insisted meeting at Caribou Coffee, which you quickly interjected with a, "Use your brain, it's in the opposite direction!"
"But they're more ironic."
"What'll be ironic is when my fist smashes into your face, Striderp."
That ended the conversation you had with him, and you smiled at the thought, waiting for the damn kid to come so you could walk to school together.
Sighing, you stood up as someone flung the door open, and da
Creepypasta x reader. Under the mistletoe. L.J.
you turn around and come face-to-face with L.J. "h-hey L.J.". you say.
'man he's scary. But why do I have a crush on him'. "hello [y/n] want some candy?". he asks. "it's ok to eat right your not trying to kill me ... right?". you ask. "of course it's ok to eat here have some". he says and hands you some of him candies and smiles at you. You eat the candy and feel fine so I guess he didn't want to kill you. "hey want to go and kill some kids in their dreams with me?". L.J. asks. "hmm sure I guess". you say. He smiles and grabs your hand and leads you outside and down the road. you get into a little girls room. You walk up to her and look at her sleeping face. It was cute. But soon that will change. you smirk and look at L.J. And nod telling him that your ready. he smiles and takes your hand and then you were in the little girls dream. You look around and see the little girl playing with a butterfly. you look at L.J. who is now smirking. he looks at the blue sky and it turns into a storm
The Doll Maker II: Emily (Creepypasta)
The sound of faint foot steps could be heard upon the frost covered pavement. It was a cool autumn evening, the sun had set only a few hours ago. Emily could see her breath in the frigid air as she tucked a lock of her long blonde hair behind her ear.
She held several books to her chest as she walked. She had spent the whole day at the library until closing time. She knew she was not allowed by her parents to be out after dark but surly they would understand she needed to do research for her essay paper.
The wind rustled the branches of leafless trees. Besides the wind and branches it was quiet, so quiet. It made her feel somehow paranoid. She sighed a bit as she continued down the sidewalk, adjacent to the park.
She continued to walk until she found something obstructing her path just under the street lamp. She blinked as she knelled down in curiosity.
It was a 12 inch ball jointed doll that sat before her. She reached her hand out to it while her other ha
Italy x Reader - Just the beginning (HetaOni)
You softly hummed (your favourite song) as you flipped through the pages of your book, smiling at the unique-ness of the book. Not many author's these days can come up with original ideas, but you actually found a book that contained that unique feel. You, being completely focused on your book, didn't notice your phone ringing. But, eventually the device caught your attention. You let out a annoyed sigh, as you grabbed your bookmark, put it on the page and shut the book gently. You got up off of your (f/c) bed and went over to your desk, where the ringing phone was located at. You picked up the phone and clicked accept.
"Hello?" You calmly asked, trying to hide the inner annoyance.
"(y/n)~!" The voice greeted happily.
You smiled as soon as you remembered who it was, "Hey Feli~"
"Can you-a come over? I want to tell you-a something!" He said, and you could almost hear the squeaking in his chair as he bounced in it.
"I don't know Feli," You sighed as you glanced back over at your book, "I
2P!Hetalia x Reader-Insanity 2P!Kumajiro's EndingYou turned around slowly and saw a humongous, lumbering, fluffy? figure in the doorway. You nearly squealed with joy. It was your favorite animal in the world, Kumajiro, or Kuma for short. Kuma is Matt's pet, a full grown polar bear. You jumped off of Flavio and tried to glomp Kuma. He moved out of the way just in time, and you were sent crashing to the ground. You pouted cutely, and Kuma seemed to soften. Then, he turned to Flavio. He motioned for you to go outside, you decided to listen to a polar bear. You heard the sound of tearing flesh and harsh gurgling. Blood specks flew into the hallway. You swiped your finger along the pristine wall where a blood drop was. You like your finger.
"Mmmmmm! His blood isn't that bad!!" you thought outloud. From where you were, Kuma's snort had sounded like laughter. You shrugged it off as nothing. Kuma wandered out of the room with a bloody muzzle.
Gamzee x reader sad stuckThe deafening silence in the dark hallway was broken only by your heavy breathing and the rapid beating of your heart. You lean up against the wall trying to catch your breath. You had been running from Gamzee. His deep purple eyes, usually so peaceful, had seemed dark and menacing. Tears stream down your face as you think about what had happened to your friends; the colors of their blood had stained his clubs, their heads cut off and put on pedestals. You don’t know what happened to make the high-blooded troll fly of the handle. He was usually so sweet, with his clown make-up and his fixation on miracles.
You nearly scream at the sound, but cover your mouth with your hand and keep moving. You can hear the fall of his footsteps and pray he can’t hear yours.
“Where are you, Sis? I’M NOT GOING TO MOTHERFUCKING HURT YOU”, you hear him call out. Your eyes widen at how close it sounds and you pick up the pace, looking around for someplac
.:mErcy -- [Ch.13] [A].:mErcy -- BEN DROWNED & Reader
[Chapter 13 -- A]
There was a loud ringing filling your ears; it was drowning out the faint noises going on beneath it.
You could hear screaming, wailing, yelling, shrieking, and crying. Your vision was blurry and there was lots of smoke, but you could still make out the scene.
It was bound to happen, seeing as your pilots had turned into Twitchy-Headed, undead monsters.
It seemed you had fainted after Ben had disappeared and Lon had walked off, leaving you to your own devices. You slowly sat up, your phone flopping out of your hand and landing on the dirt with a thud. You looked at it through half-lidded eyes, still trying to collect your thoughts. Your head was throbbing and aching, and you were filled with a sickly feeling.
The screen of your phone was dark, completely black. Red letters were glaring back at you, saying "Eurydice." It stayed like that for a few more seconds before putting on a short salt and pepper show with white
Eyeless Jack X Reader Chapter 3 (lemon)Chapter 3, (lemon)
Jack started to rub up and down your back softly and he stopped at your bra strap. He pulled at it and gave you a small chuckle that sent shivers down your spine. He slid off your jacket and laid it on the edge of the bed.
“_____, I find you to be the most interesting girl in the world,” he whispered in your ear.
You blushed brighter and felt his hand slowly go up your outer thigh, you started to get aroused and he chuckled.
“I can just smell the beautiful virgin in you, _____,” he laughed.
You whimpered softly and he looked at you with an eyebrow raised, you bit your lip and he licked his and planted a kiss on your lips. You embraced in the kiss, he got on top of you and carried you to the middle of the bed with one arm. Jack ran his hand up your shirt, touching your hips gently, then ran his hand up further till he was touching the bottom of your bra.
“I think this girl is ready, what do you say _____?” He asked between ki
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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