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She Doesn't RealiseShe doesnt realise that anything is wrong.She Doesn't Realise
You run, stumbling through the door, frantically searching for your belongings that scatter the room. She is bright and cheerful as always, music too loud as always, always herself. Maths now. She groans, smacking her forehead with the palm of her hand. Thats when she sees your face and her expression changes entirely. Whats wrong? she mutters. N nothing you reply, although its evident that something is. Being tactful, she asks no more, and you walk silently to the next lesson.
She often feels the tension betw


I Won't PretendI won't pretend I love you If it only brings you pain You're just another cloud In a distant London skyI Won't Pretend
Your smoky eyes Your slender fingertips They try to drown me In pure liquid oxygen But I don't want to escape Need to find my sanctuary's gate All I can say is thank you For your motivation, inspiration true
I won't pretend you saved my life It simply isn't true But you took my hopes and dreams Saved me from reality Held me close to you
You took my strands of DNA And with them wrote your poetry You make me c


Thank YouIt is a truth universally acknowledged that lying only brings about hurt and pain.Thank You
So I'm not going to pretend that I love you.
Or at least, I'm not in love with you.
You're just another person, another cloud in the sky over London...
... but something in the worlds you create paint a portrait of my soul.
Bearing in mind that you have no idea what goes on in my head.
May you never know.
You bring about a change in me.
The bright smoke of your eyes makes me feel like I'm drowning in pure liquid oxygen, yet having no desire to escape this fate.
The harm


My Alternate Sense Of RealitySeeming as calm as a snow white cloud Careless as birds in the sky Singing the day with a soothing song Leaping and learning to fly But I'm like a wave ready to break Like lightning ready to strike Concience keeping me awake By a firesideMy Alternate Sense Of Reality
Stuck waiting for the light that never comes Watching the two of you hand in hand Longing for justice for a dead man's soul Lamenting the lovers in a long lost land Spitting out the truth about this dying Earth Guilty for hating those who deserve hate Wishing I could help you breathe again From this world I'm lon
| I write stuff and draw cartoons. And fail at virtually anything else. |


Untitled?You're not entirely sure of what woke you up. It might've been your dad's morning alarm, set for 6:45. It might've been the traffic outside.Untitled?
Or, it might've been the sound of your mum pulling your bedroom door shut in an attempt not to wake you up.
Well, looks like it did the opposite, anyway.
You sigh and turn over, as the events from the previous night came flooding back to you. A lot of the noise is a blur to you, only the sounds of the bathroom tap turning off and the hairdryer turning on grabs your attention.
You're unsure of what time it is -- didn't your mum say something yesterday ab
Ack. I have 2 more school days and I'm free for this year. >.<
Will you be doing anything nice later on in the Summer?
I don't think I've asked that. >.>
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I'm going to Spain with the family for the last two weeks of August, and getting my GCSE results
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Losing faith and love is bearable, losing hope is the end of everything. Hope is the one thing you should always cling to, no matter how f*cked up things are...
~Tuomas Holopainen
Oh right, that'll be fun! I hope you enjoy yourself.
I'll be getting my GCSE results as well, or rather, having them sent to me. >.<
I'm going on holiday next Tuesday for 5 weeks, but I don't know whether to make a journal about it or not. Kind of silly, I guess.
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Oooh have fun on holiday... I usually make a journal saying when I'm away so it doesn't look like I've just gone inactive for no reason, but it varies from person to person. Where are you going?
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Losing faith and love is bearable, losing hope is the end of everything. Hope is the one thing you should always cling to, no matter how f*cked up things are...
~Tuomas Holopainen
Thank you.
I think I'll make a journal after all. >.>
I'm going to China.
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