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His hand held mine for no longer then a second, before pushing me away. You could see it in his eyes, it wasn’t love anymore.
» Posted By Deshani On 12.24.2011 @ 7:55 pm
it was rolled up revealing arms that were covered in tattoos and scars. I couldn’t bare to look, my insides were screaming at me, but i couldn’t pull my eyes away no matter how disgusted I was. On top of the scars and the tattoos were deep incisions, they were bleeding out, pooling on the carpet
» Posted By Deshani On 12.15.2011 @ 10:18 pm
she had a way of freezing time. maybe it was the way her steps were slow and graceful and easy, or maybe it was that look in her eyes. the one that told everyone in the room that she knew exactly what kind of power she had over them.
» Posted By Deshani On 12.11.2011 @ 9:57 pm
this window faces the sky. just straight up, through mess and clutter and disaster. it breaks through into this enormous expanse of white, an unimaginable mass of infinite. your eyes soar and race against winds, away from heartache and tears and stings of the past.
» Posted By Deshani On 12.09.2011 @ 10:24 pm
he creeps through dreams and secrets, jumping from one whisper to the next, without the slightest hesitation or doubt. They never notice, or they’re far too wrapped up in their heads to notice his little frame, dancing about in the shadows, chanting and dancing to the rhythm of broken hopes and dreams.
» Posted By Deshani On 12.09.2011 @ 1:36 am
value and esteem and power. they were wealthy and wanted everyone to know. they saw themselves as beyond humanity, somewhere between god like entities and The Doctor. They weren’t really of this world anyway, and so the way they were, the way they are, did not seem to bother anyone at all.
» Posted By Deshani On 12.08.2011 @ 2:30 am
hide. hide your thoughts and hide your feelings and your secrets. stay down and move with grace and with silence and they won’t find you.
» Posted By Deshani On 09.21.2011 @ 5:47 am
to breath and live and feel and see. to hear and think and love. to linger on whispers and stolen promises or fly through dreams and swim amongst secrets.
» Posted By Deshani On 09.08.2011 @ 8:52 am
i can feel the water and the blue and the cold. it isn’t chaotic and it doesn’t sound like white noise. it’s just quiet and serene and almost silence, except for the drums in my ears. 2 beats over and over and over again. they cut through the chill and remind me.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.23.2011 @ 2:57 am
it’ll seep into your skin without you knowing and you won’t hear it’s subtle whispers until it’s already taken over completely. You’ll try to squeeze out of it’s clutches but you’ll be too weak by then and all you’ll know is what they want you to.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.22.2011 @ 4:56 am
from here to there, and then somewhere far away. to witness the earth fly past as if spinning insanely and to breath in air that is rushing past too quickly.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.20.2011 @ 10:49 pm
to live and to love and be happy. that’s how you succeed. you succeed when you’re so full of love and laughter that it’s pouring out of your entire being, when the people around you hold your hands for as long as it takes for you to live each and everyone of your dreams.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.17.2011 @ 11:26 pm
repeat this. hold it in your head and play it over and over and over again. never let it go, because you can’t. you need to play it back as often as possible to constantly remind yourself that you’re worth something. Repeat it, and over analyse it and let it drain everything.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.16.2011 @ 11:31 pm
and questions. we ask them and expect some kind of truth to be exposed, that maybe by asking and by then receiving an answer we’re more knowledgable, more aware and stronger. answers give you strength but answers can make your heart shatter too.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.11.2011 @ 9:37 pm
with the windows down and the sun spreading a kind of warmness around everything. The world flies by like in the movies and you’re caught by how beautiful the world is. It’s broken, no one can deny that but, it’s so beautiful.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.10.2011 @ 12:33 am
to build a foundation and to build something strong. Something to stand up through storms and heat and the sun and snow and hail. Like love and like relationships and like family.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.09.2011 @ 2:21 am
blank and clean and pure. you’re own world to create, to imagine, to dream. the colours will build cities and faces and dreams, they’ll run together and create skies and mountains and castles
» Posted By Deshani On 08.07.2011 @ 4:24 pm
when emotions build up, out of control and out of reach. your blood flows faster and your mind is filled with incoherent ramblings that you can’t quite decipher. when things are boiling out of control like water on a stove that you can’t turn off.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.03.2011 @ 12:16 am
the beginnings of flowers and trees and huge worldly things. Beginnings that are small and frail and too thin to exist, but do. They give birth to light and air and colour, roots sustain and allow nourishment and life.
» Posted By Deshani On 08.02.2011 @ 6:09 am
just one more. let the world fly past and spin into an uncontrollable abyss just a second behind you but don’t stop.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.31.2011 @ 7:52 am
like light and inspiration. wisps of magic that dance around you, like guardian angels but almost more important.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.29.2011 @ 9:45 pm
music. it’s the melody and the rhythm and the harmony. the bass the electric the piano the drums. all you need to bring people together to feel and to sing and to move and belong.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.28.2011 @ 5:40 am
she was just a skeleton, no emotions or feelings or anything else. she was void of anything that made her seem even remotely human, nothing to keep her here nothing to ask for her mercy nothing to make her give it. she was just a skeleton of a person, her flesh and the rest of her, had wasted away leaving behind only the structure that had kept her functioning for as long as it did.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.24.2011 @ 6:42 am
it’s gentle and calming, like a petal dancing above the ground as the wind picks up and as gently as it dances to the ground. it’s vivid and graceful, like the clouds, and simple and caressing.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.22.2011 @ 5:06 am
he was angry, you could almost see his heart beating too fast and sweat beginning to form on his forehead. We knew what was coming but that didn’t stop either of us from hoping that it wouldn’t be as bad as every other time. it was okay though, because no matter how bad things got with him, we had each other to mend the scars and cover the bruises.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.20.2011 @ 7:21 pm
it tells people that you were important, or the best at something, or at least attempted to be the best at something. almost a symbol of worth, almost. almost a sign of knowledge or talent or skill.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.18.2011 @ 11:53 pm
he took a deep breath in, almost as if I wasn’t just standing there beside him, with my eyes open and my anger flaring. Like he wasn’t just standing beside a girl who’s father had just died of lung cancer. He kept one hand in his pocket and continued blowing out puffs of smoke, he didn’t even pass a glance my way, just kept on going.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.16.2011 @ 10:34 pm
it’s simple and clean and comes down to some kind of a manner of being polite and gentle. I mean at least that’s what I think. being gentle and graceful and polite, yes I think that’s it.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.13.2011 @ 5:23 pm
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it’s terrible and horrible and effects a person more than you ever realise but what you have to know is that some people don’t know they’re doing it or how it effects people it just happens and then they’re left with this label that their mean and that their a bitch and that they’re a horrible person and they can’t do anything about it but stick with it because that is what they are forever.
» Posted By Deshani On 07.10.2011 @ 7:06 pm