Just Another Girl Just Another GirlJust Another Girl by sketchers2001
Oh don't act like I don't exist. I understand your extreme displeasure with my appearance and mentality. I read bloody stories and draw what I think the characters might look like. But you can ignore my fragile state. The bullies walk past me, and mock my actions, mimicking my voice. I can't understand what they enjoy about it. The sensation that tingles in their heart? It's the same thing really. I'll never be truely special or unique, it just doesn't work that way. All children do now is sit, playing video games or watching the television. They think that it will make them smarter. But what they don't realize is that all that time, they are staying the same. We all exist. I'm just another version of you. We are all canibalistic maniacs, sent from the underworld to kill everyone. It's okay. Everything's alright. No matter how many times you try to deny the reality
JohnKat || TonightGive me a second I,JohnKat || Tonight by RAISETHESTAKESxx
I need to get my story straight,
Karkat hissed, rubbing his temples with an annoyed look slapped across his face.
Of course, most of the time, the troll was annoyed. But this expression seemed to have an appearance of such extreme irritation, that it contorted the Cancer's face into an emotion far beyond his regular.
It was because of the fact that he'd been dragged into this stupid idea. It was so fucking stupid, it made his head ache.
"John, uhh, said that he wanted to celebrate our defeating the game." Tavros said, the peanut butter-blood glancing at his fiddling fingers, and then back up.
"He, uhm, wants us all to, uhh, meet up at this one bar Dave's brother owns. He, uhh, said he knows it's not the best, erm, place. But it should be pretty empty tonight, and, hmm, we should all have a good time." The troll smiled.
Oh Gog, John...
He slumped down the wall his back was pressed against, tugging his knees to his chest and burying his h
The Outsiders, sequelThe night of the funeral, I sat and cried.The Outsiders, sequel by detafeth
It would've been alright if Two-Bit and Steve hadn't been hanging around, but they were sitting stiffly on the couch, looking pretty much clueless as to what they should do. They didn't know whether it was alright to stay, or if my tears were a sign to head home. I wish they had left.
I was on the floor with my back arched against the wall with Soda beside me. Darry was in the kitchen, making something that smelled a lot like pancakes, and Cherry had left hours ago. She didn't want to stay too long and worry her parents, and besides, she didn't know any of us real good for it to be anything but awkward if she lounged around our house all afternoon like Two-Bit and Steve did. Nobody would comfort me, or talk to me. I don't think any of them wanted to talk, but I sure did. If Johnny had been alive, I would've kept him up all night going on and on about the funeral. But, then again, if he'd been alive, I wouldn't have any funeral to be fussing ab
A Nightfury Family 7“You…..You are…..my mate’s……long lost mother?” I stammered to say as I stared at the Nightfury before us all.A Nightfury Family 7 by AmethysttheFury
Amara looked sad as she looked down at the sand, wings drooping. “Yes. I am.”
“No.” Lance muttered as he shook his head. “No you can’t be,…..”
“But I am Lance.” Amara said as she looked at him with those icy blue eyes. “I am your mother. And I am so very sorry for leaving you alone all you’re…..”
“SHUT UP!” Lance then roared as he glared at the dragon that claimed to be his mother. “You are not my mother! For all I give a damn, my mother is dead! She abandoned me at one hell of an orphanage! I was alone all my damn life! Both as a miserable human and as a Nightfury. The only dragon, let alone Nightfury, that even cares about me are my mate Amethyst and soon our hatchlings!”
Amara’s eyes went wide. “You…..you have