Once upon a time, there was a man.
He made me smile like no man can.
He stole my heart with one touch of his lips,
But then he found out I was into whips.
And off with my heart he ran.
Miss Missing YouI never thought I would miss the way
you made me drink away my pains
How I got so drunk that night, I ran away
and did not remember waking up in his arms
Or how I wanted to cry every night
you told me you loved me
and kissed my cheek
Because I only knew you were wishing it was her cheek,
You were wishing you were with somebody
who loved you back
Self LoveAnd for no reason, I began to cry.
I had nothing to cry about;
this is where I am guilty.
Flowers are growing
where you planted your kisses.
Cheeks ache from laughter,
Am I so selfish
that I ache for more than love?
What better is there than love;
what possibly is causing these rainclouds
in both my eyes and my mind?
It is my own fault
that I broke my very own heart,
waiting for the day that I love me, too.
Dandelions Among RosesAlthough I am the south
and your daisies are the north,
my petals are no less than shooting stars,
for have you not said a flower is a flower?
Tell me then, why must I perish?
I try my best at glamour,
yet I am still nothing to you
compared to roses.
Tell your gardener to go;
we are not friends, he and I.
His hands are the devil,
and his jars hold the devil's heart.
As summer grows old,
he rains the devil's tears among us.
Although you may say a flower is a flower,
what is a dandelion among a bouquet of roses?
Suicide NoteMy Love,
This world is such an awful place. I'm afraid there is just too much madness
in one lonely world that I just cannot comprehend; the way prostitutes
look so lovely before faking so much pleasure, oh-so sweet children losing their innocence,
the old man I saw eating out alone - how must he feel approaching his wife's grave?
I'm afraid I know of no pain of the kind; however, each life invites new pain, new wars.
That's all we are these days - the struggles of dealing with madness and war.
The greatness with that is with each death is that many less battles to fight.
Oh, how many battles could we end with each lost soul?
That is what I am and will be - lost battles.
There is too much madness that I cannot understand.
Bury my memories as well.
It's not as if the sun dazzles in a thousand different ways,
a thousand better ways.
All it does is ferment the sweet flowers
that once held the key to my heart,
scorch the innocent embrace of what used to be.
Boston holds such better promises,
comprises such better welcomes.
I will not find tears
beneath the corners of every street;
no memories at the stop sign.
Just passersby, looking at yet another
broken girl, hoping to make her way
in the city of Boston.
Temptations and DesiresWhat do you want?
...What do I want?
I want to love you.
I want to love you
like you say you love me.
I want to please you,
as I am a people pleaser.
How could I possibly say no?
You're here in front of me,
hurting with your life.
I don't know who I am -
God knows who I am.
If only he could reign His truth
upon my soul.
If only, then I could tell you
what I truly want.
(...It isn't you.)
Be My EscapeFinally, the moon rises with all its secrets withheld.
But you still don't move..
The sand beneath your toes is like silk, isn't it?
You don't want to go, do you?
Although the sun blinds your eyes and sets your skin on fire,
the stars softly kiss your wounds, your scars.
The scars that those pretty little roses caused,
as you tried to bury your life in the thorns of beauty.
The boundless embers dance on,
pulling you in with them.
Will you dance, or will you fall?
Oh, how the dance can go on for eternity,
bringing with it new wonders to yet be revealed.
Or you could fade to nothing oh-so quickly...
So answer this, will you dance?
Oh, how those stars do catch my eye,
with their ever-taunting cavort to the ageless beauty of harmony.
And how the sand, glimmering delicately as it does,
hides underneath it the roots to all value,
to the flowers, the trees, the sweet embrace of raspberries,
as they blemish your face with their candy blood.
But those incandescent lights...
BraveThe struggles of his own
disappear beneath his smile,
replaced by sense of unknown hope.
Giving up is an option,
a door always open,
but he glances through,
and quickly moves on.
He is not.
No, he does not see light
through cracks of darkness,
does not see sunshine
in the black of the night.
This man knows where to search, though,
how to find sunshine
after tornadoes reined their fury.
as if their stones meant something
when spoken by poison lips
set out kill.
He will not defeat,
nor be defeated.
Rocks may be thrown,
sticks and stones,
but come morning,
he's no longer deaf to the solution.
Aren't You Glad You're Not a Giraffe?Aren't you glad you're not a giraffe?
Ever since I was born, everyone just laughed.
I always trip and I always fall,
But worse than that, worst of all,
When I was born, I hit my head.
"He won't grow at all," the doctors said.
So here I stand, a giraffe who's undersized.
I'm short and fat, and to none am I a prize.
When I stretch my neck to eat the trees,
My head won't reach the lowest of leaves.
No one else helps; all they do is stare.
"Haha, you're so weird!" Life isn't even fair.
So one day when I was all alone,
I decided to go out, all on my own.
I slowly crept from our large herd
Without even a single goodbye as a word.
I ran away from that mean, old town.
The dirt path was my friend, staining my feet brown.
I didn't turn around; I didn't look back.
I didn't stop running until I heard loud, "QUACK!"
The oddities of this animal amused me, though.
One of them amused me most, of all her woes.
This duckling didn't waddle, for she had to jump.
She hopped out of the bush, and hit the gro
Shrek is Love Shrek is lifeShrek Is Love Shrek is Life.
I was only 9 years old I loved shrek so much, I had all the merchandise and movies
I pray to shrek every night before bed thanking him for the life I've been given.
Shrek is love I say, Shrek is life
My dad overhears me and calls me a faggot
I knew he was just jealous of my devotion for Shrek
I called him a cunt
He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
Im crying now, and my face hurts
I lay in bed and its really cold
A warmth is moving towards me.
I feel something touch me
I am so happy
He whispers in to ear "this is my swamp
He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me on my hands and knees
I spread my ass cheeks for Shrek
He penetrates my butthole
It hurts so much but I do it for Shrek
I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
I push against his force
I want to please Shrek
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
My dad walks in
Shrek looks him straight in the eye and says "Its all ogre now"
Epic Youtuber Rap Battle - Cryaotic vs. PewdiepieEPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!!!
Cryaotic vs. Pewdiepieeeeeeee
Haha, how’s it going bros
My name is Pewdiepie
I’m about to make this sorry excuse
For a youtuber go home and Cry
Keep that mask on
No one wants to see your face
I’ll bro fist your ass into pure disgrace
28 Million subscribers man I’m still in first place!
On the last video, I go live on Twitch
Just to show this guy Pewdiepie
Just how much he’s a little bitc*
And so it continues with me whooping his ass
I’ll be the one to take all your fans and Outlast
I don’t need to show my face to put you in F.E.A.R.
My badass voice is all that you need to hear
I spit rhymes scarier than your creepypasta
I think you have Amnesia
Go home Cry, you’re drunk
Your raps are worst than your livestream bunk
I’m noticed all over YouTube, is that an issue?
My di*k is longer than your Okami playthrough!
I'll Make A Bot Out of You!Let's get down to business
To defeat the Cons!
Did they send me Hot Rod?
When I asked for Magnus?
You're the rustiest bunch I ever met!
But you can bet before we're through
Mister I'll make a bot
Out of you!
Tranquil as Beachcomber
But as wild as Carly!
Once you find your inner fan
You'll be Tommy Kennedy!
You're a shineless, pale, pathetic lot
Just like Starscream, bein' a boob
Somehow I'll make a bot
Out of you
Rattrap (BW): Man, we're all gonna die!
Starscream (G1): Don't wanna be screwed by Megatron!
Bumblebee (Movieverse): Can someone explain to me why I'm voiced by Mark Ryan?
Lio Convoy (BWII): Did anybody even watched this franchise?
Primus: Imma big ball called Cybertron!
Optimus Prime: Keep killin' me off and you'll feel the wrath of fans again! (Hasbro: Oh crap!)
BE A BOT!
We must be swift as two-wheeler!
BE A BOT!
With all the force of a big wrecker!
BE A BOT!
With all the strength of a gigantic Prime!
Mysterious as the darkside of--
Our Google, which art in Wi-fi
Quick be thy search.
Thy results come, thy buffer be done,
On Bing as it is in Chrome.
Give us this day our daily updates
And forgive us our spelling
As we forgive those who butcher English grammar.
And lead us not into Apple,
But deliver us from Siri.
For thine is the Wi-fi, the processor, and the Android forever.
Outlandish LustOutlandish Lust 6/6/09
Of all the things that I have discovered,
and all the things that I've attained.
With all the lands that I have covered,
and all the friends that I have gained.
You were the biggest surprise to say the least.
I'd have a better chance of slaying a mythical beast.
You're not from around here I can clearly see.
It's not those electric blue eyes that give you away.
It's the vibe you release that washes over me.
And the out of this world things you subtly say.
Seeing your fire red hair that whips
in the wind like dancing snakes.
Makes every fiber in my body vibrate
and violently shake.
I am intrigued by your poison lips.
I want to kiss them without consequence.
Yet, my confidence slowly slips
as I approach your excellence.
I love the feel of your green tinged skin.
I never thought I'd fall in love with an alien.
You shift your shape and blend in
not unlike a chameleon.
And so I wonder what planet she's from.
And why when I see her, I am struck dumb.
FiM++ Programming - Hello World, 99 Jugs of CiderDear Princess Celestia: Letter One
Today I Learned an important lesson about friendship.
I learned how to write "Hello World!"
Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.
P.S. In this case, the syntax is similar to C++.
Dear Princess Celestia: Letter One
I wrote "Hello World!"
Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.
P.S. In this case, the syntax mirrors that of Python syntax. I'll leave it to you, readers, to decide which one you deem better. -Twilight Sparkle
Dear Princess Celestia: Letter One
Today I learned how to sing Applejack's Drinking Song.
I learned Applejack's Drinking Song with Applejack.
Did you know that Applejack likes the number 99?
I did this while Applejack had more than 1.
I sang " 'Applejack' jugs of cider on the wall, 'Applejack' jugs of cider,"
Applejack got one less.
When Applejack had more than 1,
I sang "Take one down and pa
Typical Brony Leaving the FandomI'm leaving the pony fandom;
I'm done with all the gossiping and the bitching,
The back-stabbing and the gender-switching
Between people who pretend they're something
They're not. 
I'm getting out of the fandom;
I'm sick of its porn and its gore,
Its darker side and its desire for more
To join the herd of egotistical pricks
Like them. 
I'm tired of this fandom;
I'm bored by endless proverbs and morals,
By the puffed-up glands of internet quarrels
Of who loves and tolerates in greater amounts
And wins. 
I've had it with this fandom;
I'm hateful towards drama and exaggeration,
Towards those who react to every situation
That comes about and fucks with their next
Great idea. 
I've given up with this fandom;
I'm leaving DeviantArt and deactivating my account,
Leaving behind my reputation and getting out
Of this mess of a culture of childish
Well, I'm still in this fandom;
I decided to give it another shot,
Because without the bitching and the clop
The Procrastinator SongI should be doing homeworkbut Id rather watch T.V.
Though, theres nothing on. I could always put in a movie.
Maybe its a sign that I should get some work done
But the more I think about itit just doesnt sound all that fun.
The pile of dishes is slowly growing, but I dont really care
No matter where I gotheyll always just be there.
I guess I could wash them, but then theyll just get dirty again
Oh when, oh when, does this work ever end?
I have a test to study fora book I still need to read