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New project is to find time to make things for my dA.


18So I’m turning eighteen18
Making me an “adult” But I still feel the same It’s no reason to exalt.
The main difference is In the things I can buy: Cigarettes and porn In which I need no supply
Apparently turning eighteen Renders the knowledge to vote Yet at seventeen I could not And I’m the same as far as I note
So what’s the big deal About adding another year? The logic in all of this
Is not coming at all clear.
This birthday apparently makes me
“Legal” or so I have been told. Honestly, what’s the real diffe


See the WorldI want to photograph the pyramids I want to gaze at the great wall I want to travel down the Amazon I want to taste of wines of Gaul But it wouldn’t be fun on my own And I don’t want to just go alone I want to see the world with youSee the World
I want to tour the city of Madrid And take a picture with Big Ben I want to see Saint Basil's Cathedral And in front of the Vatican say amen But it wouldn’t be fun on my own And I don’t want to just go alone I want to see the world with you
I want to marvel at Stonehenge I want to peer at the Taj Mahal I w


Getting her to see...Why should I hide the way I feel? If I know that my heart is set, I should go for it. If only I could make her see. I could try everything and she probably would just not see the signs. But when the words slip from my mouth.. I want her and her alone to hear it. Everytime I'm around her... I feel as though its just the two of us. Just seeing her laugh... makes me love her even more. When she hugged me for the first time, I felt as though I had died. So when I lifted her chin and looked into her blue eyes, The color of the clear blue, caribbean sea... I brushed my lips against hers. &Getting her to see...


Crackedcracked outside empty inside burnt sides jagged edges cracks run deep sharp to touch delicate to handle fire has love you used you shattered you and thrown you aside and i wont let you break im not picking up your piecesCracked


EmpathyI see pain in your eyes And it seems so great As the spark slowly dies. For two more kids it seems to late.Empathy
My pain may not be revealed But in the same way you hide yours. Mines a little more concealed Yet we're both behind locked doors.
I know exactly how you feel I feel the same way too. I'm hoping, in time, we both heal Me as well as you.
This pain is not sympathy I don't merely "understand your plight." No the same pain has been a part of me Since my happiness took flight.
I realize you think I'm just a fake. Y
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I'm coming for you.
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"Why the hell not?"
and then they looked at me in puzzlement and I smirked and said,
"Damn straight!"
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If you let me I could,
I'd show you how to build your fences,
Set restrictions, separate from the world.
The constant battle that you hate to fight,
Just blame the limelight.
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"Word by word, I kiss your lies and I embrace them all with mournful little sighs~"
--from Vicious Cycle by RANDOM NINJAS
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was going for the whispering effect with the font change -- glad you liked it. Again, thanks.
much appreciated
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