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Insanty Plane 3"Curt!" Nati said reaching for him but stoping. "I can't do this. I'm not happy here."
The faceless man melted into the ground slowly The woman reached for him but couldnt move.
"NO! That's Not what I wanted! You can't kill him!"
"I'm not doing anything, You are. This is your reality."
"NO! THIS ISN'T REAL!"
"Real enough. Look at what you did to the nice pitiful man, ms. Nati."
Looking back to where curt was there was nothing but a puddle of bubbling gop.
"...No..."she mumbled sadly.
"YES!" Greg yelled laughing almost, "You killed him, you killed him! The only thing you had a chance to hold on too. I told you, you didn't want him here."
"That's not true!"
"The only person that truely wanted you, and you killed him."
"I WASN'T HAPPY!" Nati shouted as the room began to spin.
"I just wasn't ok!? I...wasn't... I can't force myself to be happy with someone."
Suddenly she is surrounded by mutplie Gregs all of them smiling.
"But everything else runs away from you, dont they?"
Nightmares againI had two guns in my hand. All I hear is screaming. I am standing by a very tall stair case. Looking over I see the bottom and the screams become clearer. They are children.
Jumping over the guard rail, I begin almost sliding down the stairs. Reaching the bottom I look around and see other adults looking like they didn't hear anything. There seems to be a block party looking around I suddenly find I have a group of people with me. I enter a library and find a floor latch open before I can even think about going down it an explosion happens. I hear more children screaming but I am forced to leave the building. Looking to my right there is another building almost in the shape of bleachers.
Once I climb up to the top I find there is a ceiling almost forcing you to lay down the woman next to me has a sniper rifle pointing to the Library's roof.
"Going to kill them. Going to kill them all."
I had a feeling she was talking about everyone in that library. I took a older of binoculars and look
For 'THE FAVOR' fan'sI am posting this as a submition dude to the very real fact that NO ONE READS JOURNALS!!! sooo.... Due to laptop issuse I can't update the comic. but believe me when i say the comic is done and just need to be colored.....It's done...ANd I have a few other pics to put up that alot of you will LOOOOOOVE Just please leave comment/request/critques here or anywhere else and i will reply to all of them.....if DA doesn't think i am spaming again LMAO!
EDIT:..... Battery= 84 bucks.... so yeah... um.....yeah
Zombiedays Intro-Chapter1 WIPIntro
Clank clank clank clank
"Jesus Christ, Jeff! Can you be any louder!? They'll probable be swarming to this place now!" Maria said in a hoarse whisper.
Her long reddish black hair pasted to her face from the hard rain. She was standing with two men and another woman in a large open building. Their 3 car pulled in at the furthest entrance with another group of people closing a pair of giant hurricane shutters. Maria was speaking to a man no taller then her with brown hair that was pulling a large bar door to another that was pulled out. The rain pouring was still pouring into the building as both doors meet and the blonde hair man locked them into place.
Jeff turned to Maria snarling "Shut your fucking mouth! They are fucking hurricane shutters and steel bars! You expect them to be fucking easy to close with out making a sound?!"
The other woman who was standing with them began, tearing up and breathing heavily. Her light blue hood clung to the short brown hair underne
Tell meAn angel gives up her wings because she wants to find love.
She looks for love but always loves a man who loves another.
She cries so much her tears turn to blood.
Tell me this .What happens to the angel?
What I wantMy heart hurts
It's so stupid
I keep fighting
Stubborn as ever
Foolish as ever
A big coward
A small girl
Never has won
Never will win?
I'm going to keep going
Head on into the fire
The one I sparked
I wont let it die
It has to burn till I see why
Why I want this
Why it screams my name
Why I've never felt this before
I can not let this end
Story of my life
Story of my heart
I wont let it break this way ever
Because this is stupid
The pure ignorance
I'll keep fighting
Stubborn as ever
Will not give up
Will not be wrong
Will not back down
Stronger then ever
Push me to the edge
Take me to the climax
Hold me to the night
I know what I feel
I know what you want
Why can't you see
I will make you
I will win you
I will make this fire burn in all it's beautiful glory
Is what I want
I Tear My Skin AwayI Tear My Skin Away
I tear this skin from my body,
Even if the world screams,
That I am only an illusion.
I tear the bones from my legs,
Through pain, I will grow,
Through suffering, I will become.
I rip the muscles from my arms,
These teeth from my jaws...
And with nothing upon me,
I carry on...
Like a broken puppet, still shivering,
Still forcing its way through the darkness;
I tremble for I am nothing...
And yet, I am moving. My voice still screams...
I draw breath into these tired lungs,
As I rip the flesh away...
And I shatter these mirrors before me,
With a voice that will not break:
Because the world cannot label me as nothing,
And I will live for my own sake!
"So tell me, is that all the pain you've got for me?"
You're worth so much moreShe was the type
to cut her wrists,
and then swallow the
because looking at what
was even harder
but I want to tell her
to let the emotions
p i l
out of her mouth,
instead of her
and that I'll gladly
let the words slice me,
if it means
You're beautifulPlease eat.
Are you listening to me?
If you are,
I want to tell you.
You re beautiful.
It doesn't matter what you weigh,
you shouldn't feel guilty about what you ate.
It doesn't matter,
I promise you things will get better.
Listen to my words,
Hold my hand.
Don't worry about the rest of the world,
It's okay if they don't understand,
How it feels like,
To feel fat,
To feel ugly,
To feel worthless.
You are none of those things.
It s okay to be chubby,
It s okay to be skinny.
Because you have a big heart.
And your smile,
Is like a priceless work of art.
And I don't want to see you destroy,
Because you're more than just a broken toy.
And to everyone else,
So for once let yourself be,
Accept your reflection.
Because you are the definition of perfection.
So don't worry,
Don't be sorry,
To be who you are.
Because you re,
Those Green Eyes (Or: Don't Lie to Your Kid)Those green eyes -
The green of joy
The green of hope
The green of love and acceptance -
Were always full of lies.
They first lied when I said,
After a nightmare at four am
When I was too small to reach a light switch,
“Will you ever leave me?”
And those eyes said,
Why did those green eyes
Shut when I needed them most?
"Are you okay?"
Would be a red line
That I would etch into myself
Those green eyes melted.
Those green eyes did shine
And I knew what it was -
I was young, not stupid -
But I indulged the lie,
For those green eyes.
"Will it get better?"
I asked one sunny Saturday
At ten in the morning
And those green eyes looked away;
“And you’ll be here forever?”
There were no words.
I made up my own affirmative.
Those green eyes -
When they saw
How I’d rubbed myself raw
notes on a matchbook love.if I were the type
to say how I really felt,
I'd tell you that
I hope you choke on your apologies
like they're arsenic
and your nails are already
with the poison.
I'd let you know
that I'll never be a body
for you to touch
just because I know that's all you want.
I'll never be a fairy in a bottle
at your waist.
this is no storybook, and
I am no myth.
hear my silence,
feel the cold absence
respond to your weak "I'm sorry"s.
I beg you,
stop digging the hole,
stop, just stop.
Hush and watch the flames
engulf the image you sold me.
you can tell me
I'm beautiful as much
as you want,
but I know that it's not enough,
that you'll always want more,
that you've been a wolf
between my legs all this time
and my fingers are bruised
from holding the leash.
now every time you whisper
"please be okay",
I will always tell you that
I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
I will forever pretend
that I've grown up from you,
that I've become a mystery
What is Hope?Hope is something we have as children,
It helps us thrive and try our hardest.
Hope is what we express in the worst of times
When all hope seems lost.
Hope is what people possess in life
To work toward our dreams.
Hope is a lie
That's not worth our time.
AnxietyAnxiety tapping on my door,
"Can I come inside your head?"
I shiver, not ready for its visit.
It charges in, smelling of worry.
Spends a morning, afternoon and night,
playing with my emotions.
A marionette dancing its old tune on rough strings.
Leaves me winded and praying to beat it the next time.
I Know You're Strong, Let's Be Stronger TogetherI Know You're Strong, Let's Be Stronger Together
if i’m being completely honest,
i can’t say i know what you’re goin’ through.
and if i’m being frank,
i’m sort of afraid to write this
because i’ve always been unsure
if i love too much but it’s my nature
and i’d rather lose by trying too hard
than to do so without doing enough.
i hope you’re asleep now
and i hope you don’t read this
till the morning and i hope by then
things will be a little lighter
but i’m hoping against hope
because if you don’t know,
i feel when things are off.
call it intuition, call it a feelin’,
say i just know it.
my friend, my door is always open
even when you’re feeling closed
off to the world and right there,
i can understand that feeling well,
because i still feel we relate to one another
better than most brothers understand their sisters.
know i look at you as a sibling
and i believe we know when the other
I miss youYou are a ghost in my head
Living, yet you haunt my thoughts today
To speak your name
Would be to desecrate this space
Where you are, I should not care to know
But you are a never-healing wound
An unfulfilled promise
A chance to do no wrong
My memories burn with your taste, your touch, your smell
Who have I become?
Too long have the years been to me
To find myself wishing for the crossroads
For the chance to say no, one more time.
I like you alotWhy does my heart not hurt anymore
Has it truely broken
I feel somthing when I'm with them
When I'm with you
Do you feel somthing too?
Or are you numb like me?
Thinking that make me want to cry
Almost like it's breaking again
But It's broken already right?
Is it broken?
I don't think so
It flutters when you tremble
It sinks happly when you hold me
Well I guess when you held me
It beats when it reads your name on my phone
Does yours do the same?
I like the smile you give me
I love your smell on my skin
I could of fallen and stayed asleep in your arms
You would've of let me
You did let me
Is your heart like mine?
Is it broken but alive like mine?
Why can't you ask me to come over?
Why must I be the one to ask?
You know I like you alot
I know you like me too
I promise to let you fall slow
I promise to let you land softly
I promise I never break my promises
So ask me
I'll be so happy
I'll cry but you'll hold me
I know you will
Just ask me
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