How about a little fire scarecrow
I knew I loved her but she doubted it So when I tied her hands to the bed and wrapped my belt around her throat I wanted to make sure she knew it was out of love that I was doing this I kissed her lips as she struggled Her eyes bulged out of her head and I swear to you she looked so beautiful And I know that deep down she knew Once it was over she knew I did this for love and for her...
I know you have a heavy heart, I can feel it when we kiss. So many men stronger...– Lua-Bright Eyes
I don’t dream since I quit sleeping and I haven’t slept since I met...– Blue in the Face, Alkaline Trio
I just can not take you seriously
If you claim yourself a fiction writer but have never read The Lord of the Rings. There are just some things that should be considered required reading and the lord of the rings series is one of them. As a writer it appalls me when I hear someone claim they find these books boring. What a ridiculously impossible notion. Even if you remove the entire story line and every single character from...
If I were a poet
If I were a poet I would drink myself into blackouts and pencil my drunken thoughts on bar napkins. If I were a poet I would pontificate upon my vintage typewriter no matter the inconvenience. If I were a poet I would sit on park benches describing random people to my moleskine journal. If I were a poet I would stand onstage at open mic poetry readings shuffling disorganized papers, staring at...
You can approach the act of writing with nervousness, excitement, hopefulness,...– Stephen King
The best thing about writing fiction is that moment where the story catches fire...– Neil Gaiman
Rejection letters received by best selling authors... →
When I heard the news that you're dead
Trust me darling, it was broken long before you came along and the one thing I know is once something dies it is always far too messy to try and revive it still we stagger along like the undead moaning and groaning like shadows of our former selves and we wind up in churches and malls in places of our former business because we seek out the familiar as a way to comfort us because...
After this post I am done with this subject for...
Because I am sick of thinking about it and I don’t want it all over my dash. I just simply felt the need to post my opinion which really isn’t even an opinion its just fact. Hopefully someone out there read all of this and it made them either feel slightly better about something that happened to them or it made them rethink the way they’d been told you should think about rape...
tigerlilylionrose asked: And you are?
There is absolutely no argument to be made for the...
That a girl is asking to be raped if she wears revealing clothes or takes drugs or drinks alcohol. This is honestly the stupidest thing you could ever possibly say. No one is ever asking to be assaulted no matter what they do. If anyone actually believes this then you are a closet rapist and you need to seek therapy because your parents have fucked you up beyond being a normal human. I...
If I were the Anti-Christ would I be hero or...
Open your eyes and open your mind, shut your mouth and look inside. Do you feel the evil that has existed since the beginning of time? It is real and it is more powerful than anything else in this world. But what of the others the worlds beyond ours where ancient kings sit upon thrones built of bone and horror. The galaxies which surround us like suffocating darkness threatening to close in...
He had been out all night PART TWO
He awoke after a short nap to her sucking his already stirring cock into his mouth. “Want more baby?” He asked her She mumbled a yes around his cock. She looked up at him and slowly took each inch of him into her mouth while massaging his ball. He couldn’t help but think of how fucking lucky he was to be with a girl who wanted to fuck just as often as he did. She let him...
He had been out all night PART ONE
This is about sex. And he had one thing on his mind. He opened the door to their apartment and walked down the hallway towards the bedroom. He could hear the radio playing her favorite band, Explosions in the Sky. He knew she was waiting for him. When he opened the door she was laying on the bed, she’d already removed all her clothes. Her pale white skin had a ghostly glow in the...
The first time I saw Avenged Sevenfold was in 2002
I was seventeen years old, just a couple of years younger than the guys in the band. The show was at a venue known as the Creepy Crawl which could hold about 200 people but there were maybe fifty kids in attendance. I had just heard Sounding the Seventh Trumpet a few weeks before, a friend had shown me in hopes of talking me into coming to the show with him. It took about about three minutes for...
Today is a day for all Avenged Sevenfold fans to...
I hope that everyone out there has a band, a favorite band, the kind of band that means more to you than almost anything in your life. The band that writes the songs you play when you lay down to sleep every night. The kind of band you crank up the volume on every morning to get pumped up for your day. The kind of band you sing along to at the top of your lungs with your best friends. The band...
Jimmy "The Rev" Sullivan
February 9, 1981 – December 28, 2009 Jimmy was taken from us much too soon. A boy who had just become a man, who had finally realized the dream he and his best friends had been chasing since high school. A dream to become the biggest rock band in the world. I can imagine just how hard today will be for the rest of the guys in the band. I also lost best friends at a young age. Its the kind of...
Baby, wake up.
As you slept I dreamt of your blue eyes and as I woke I yearned for your lips So sorry to wake you but I just had to kiss you each time you are asleep I cant help but miss you
I am the greatest man alive.
Cocky I am not Confident would be the word I have spent many years being the best in the world The best at what I do I am indeed better than you But if you pay close attention If you watch and take notes If you do just as I do Well then maybe there is hope That some day in the future You can be just like me Yes you too can be awesome For a very small fee Make a donation, I take cash...
You're no damsel in distress
I don’t expect to climb a tower hoping to rescue you from some evil wizard who has locked you away. I won’t fight off dragons while you faint from over excitement. Instead I expect you to be fighting by my side. Or back to back when the fiends surround us. I am an adventurer at heart and a conqueror in my soul, so you and I shall travel from galaxy to galaxy freeing those who...
Alcohol and drugs are very expensive
They cost you your time, money, friends, family, memories, freedom and sometimes your life. Wake me up when we make up I’m just too tired to break up I can’t think straight and I can’t see your smile Please just promise me you’ll stay a little while The room is spinning and my stomach is churning My brain is shaking and my veins are burning Don’t know what...
Be careful what you wish for
Her eyes lit up when she saw him staring at her from across the room, this was the boy she’d waited around all night to see. He made his way over to her and struck up a conversation. With each passing minute she could feel the desire welling up inside of her, reaching heights she’d never thought possible. She was glad she’d taken his invitation to meet him at the show. As he entered the bar he...
The worst part of having someone break your heart
Is that the next time you fall in love, there is always a small part of you dreading the fall that comes from being so high. It isnt a matter of not trusting your current love, it more the fact that you have already been burned once before. That first love is so easy, so strong and so true. You never for a second doubt them when they say forever and always, but forever is seldom true and always...
She is everything to me
I watched her from across the room as she undressed. Her eyes locked into mine as her fingers slowly unbuttoned her shirt, it feel to the ground and she moved on to her jeans. As she pulled them down her long slender legs I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused. Id dreamt of this for ages, since the moment we had met on the school bus, both of us just children the age of fifteen. We...
I went to our favorite Chinese take out place and ordered her favorite, orange chicken and crab rangoon. When I got out to the car I took one of the fortune cookies and using a pair of tweezers pulled out the fortune inside. In its place I put the home made fortune I had written out earlier. Inscribed upon it were the words “Will you marry me” The drive home and meal were some of the most...
Anonymous asked: You're a stupid fucking faggot and no one loves you. All queers burn in hell. Stupid French Queer!
That awkward moment when
You send yourself a hateful anonymous message so you can A:Receive lots of support and compliments from strangers B:Write a long-winded and “thought provoking” response which will inspire many to re-blog your brilliance.
I am the table in the center of your living room place your drinks on my face and socialize around me The stains and scars upon my body speak of memories and love the sticky spot where once there was a burrito will be forever and so will I and so shall we for I am the table you ignore every day.
Well my dear I am so sorry to hear that you plan to soon leave for when you do I shall grieve not only your loss but also your life All the pain that you felt all the loss and the strife But in the end I do suppose You were better for it and I propose a toast to us and I will drink to you Though I know you’d never expect me to for you were always you and I was just me ...
Anonymous asked: You're a horrible writer.
I’d trade the world for the smile on your face. Because making a beautiful woman smile is the most breathtaking piece of art any of us could ever hope to create and you my dear would be my masterpiece.
Does the punishment fit the crime
If it were a mortal sin to taste your lips, I’d trade heaven for hell and do my time for just one kiss.
Why does this always happen? Some dumb ass makes a post that gets popular and suddenly everyone can’t shut up about it for a week. Everyone just keeps writing the same dumb bullshit over and over. It isn’t entertaining or interesting or funny or cute or whatever the fuck it is supposed to be. It is just fucking stupid and annoying. I am so god damn sick of you people writing about...
I thought I had finally made it to where I had...
Until I realized you weren’t next to me.
I did what I had to do
The skull of the undertaker was the recipient of three blows from a shovel and I then mixed blood with fresh dirt as I set out to dig up her lovely bones For some reason there never seems to be enough dirt left to fill the hole and the second digging is much quicker than the first I unearthed her coffin in record time. It began to rain but on her remains my mind stayed I would not stray no...
Anonymous asked: On that post about people taking themselves too seriously
I am not a writer.
killingcharlemagne: Because I refuse to consider myself a hack that is defined by these masses. Who claim short stories written in grade school count as a check on their portfolio. Who have not one rejection letter, or fifty. Who do not read like a diabetic takes insulin. Who have never workshopped or learnt the rules of edit. Who write post upon post on what it is to bleed when they have no...
I don't care about Christianity
I still tell people Merry Christmas Deal with it. The holiday has outgrown the meaning you tried to inject into it.
The cold in my bones
It has settled deep inside of me like a tidal wave of chill crashing over my flesh Seeping through my pores and marauding through my veins in search of the last embers of heat extinguishing the final remnants of fire my body could muster A conquering force of freeze has sacked my last strongholds of will and warmth And now here I sit shuddering and shivering Wishing I had a place to warm...
Happy Holidays to Everyone!
I hope that at this time of the year as well as all others you find yourself having everything you need and at least some of the things you simply want. For though desire and necessity are not one in the same, the heart is not always able to differentiate between the two. I hope this past year was interesting and productive and I hope the new year brings many dreams come true. But most of all I...
Close to the edge
I had just turned eighteen three days before I died. It was the second of February in 2003 and Saint Louis had been locked in a bout of bitter cold for what seemed like months. I can remember waking up that day, my alarm clocked blared a beastie boys song, it was still dark outside, I could hear my dad showering down the hallway and the phone was ringing. It took a few moments before the...
I need a real god damn job.
I can’t afford to keep my phone on every month. I don’t even have a real cell phone plan, I use one of those month by month things. I lost my car due to not being able to afford to rescue it from the impound lot. I can’t afford a new car. Or even a scooter or something. I don’t have a house phone or a television I have to sell off personal belongings almost every...
If it isn't sexist when I call guys dudes
Why is it sexist for me to call girls chicks? Stop being so fucking sensitive you annoying cunts.
If a girl brings you home
And she has a bunch of all access laminates hanging around her bedpost, doorknob, or on her dresser You better have brought a condom.