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the birds sing a note, or twoI am awake on this dark London night; so dark. Everyone beyond could be dead, the beginning and end of the world. Moonlight on grass and roofs and brick-walled buildings. I lean my head on the cold glass of the window, smelling tea and cologne and fresh rain.
Still dressed in tights, mascara on my lashes and perfume clouding my hair, I sit on the windowsill and converse with the dark-haired boy in the room below. No packing tonight; left for tomorrow—tomorrow, when the world wakes up. Not now.
In the room less than a hundred meters away my sister paces, curtains drawn, thinking alone, telling no one. In the room next door the Russian model cries tears that mixes with her lipstick, stained red. In the room below the boy pauses in his sentence and doesn't continue.
Bright lights in Hong Kong glimmer in the dark harbor and at home there must be the sound of piano songs as my brother plays. Midnight ticks by. I close my eyes and think of mornings with rain and history lessons, of aft
Snails!I was 8 years old and a generally average child. I was with my family in our backyard cooking out. It had just rained and all of the snails were out. Being the little explorer I was, I decided to walk around my yard and examine these little slimy things. Now, I'm not someone who believes in love at first sight, but this was a perfect example of it. I was so fascinated with the snails and my surrounding family members were completely confused as to why. Eventually, my 11 year old brother saw this as a keen chance to be a bully. He grabbed one of the snails I had and the container of salt we had laying out and tried to salt the poor thing. "Donovan no!", I yelled as loud as I could. Just then, my father grabbed the salt out of my brother's hand and began to chew him out, "YOUR LITTLE SISTER REALLY LIKES THESE SNAILS AND YOU SHOULDN'T BE TRYING TO TAKE THEM FROM HER, YOUNG MAN!", he barked. Needless to say, my slimy friend lived to see another day.
After all of this, snails became a big d
it only takes 1 friend to save a lifei've told a lot of you that Justin is my best friend, that we are very close, that he knows everything about me, i love him, he's like my brother.
last year i was going threw alot, i was depressed and suicidal, i was getting bullied my childhood frend Jerome had just killed himself and other things anyway i thought it would be better for everyone if i killed myself, i'd planned to do it at night, in the bathtub so my dad wouldn't have a mess to clean up.
that afternoon i went to Justin's house to give him back some games i borrowed, i was smiling and trying to look happy and ok... Justin saw right threw me, he didn't say anything he just hugged me and said "don't do it Tony you r loved and needed, it would kill your dad, i help you it'll be ok" thats all i remember he said i started crying and couldn't stop
he was hugging me on his porch and i was bawling, his dad saw us and started acting all weird, Justin got rid of him and we talked a long time.
i'm ok now but i'
LP Self IntroductionI hate talking about my self, just so you know.
My name is Wendi, but online I go by Eva. She’s my OC, but also kinda my alternate personality. She’s literally a voice in my head.
Don’t question me. For your own health and sanity.
I’m 16, about to be 17. My birthday is in less than a month, January 1st. Yep. New Year’s Day.
I’m a Junior in high school in southern Alabama.
I have a small group of friends that I couldn’t live without.
I’m Lesbian. Don’t hate. (and just for the record I’m single )
I don’t trust very many people. There’s like 6 maybe 7 people that I truly trust.
I get attached to people way too easily and I know it. I can’t help it.
My favorite colors are red, black and blue.
People always come to me for advice, everyone seems comfortable telling me things they wouldn’t ever tell anyone else. I will always do my best to help you if you come to me for help with anything.
Oh, and I don't l
Yoko steals George's biccies"As we were listening, I noticed that something down in the studio had caught George Harrison’s attention. After a moment or two he began staring bug-eyed out the control room window. Curious, I looked over his shoulder. Yoko had gotten out of bed and was slowly padding across the studio floor, finally coming to a stop at Harrison’s Leslie cabinet, which had a packet of McVitie’s Digestive Biscuits on top. Idly, she began opening the packet and delicately removed a single biscuit. Just as the morsel reached her mouth, Harrison could contain himself no longer.
Everyone looked aghast, but we all knew exactly who he was talking about.
“She’s just taken one of my biscuits!” Harrison explained. He wasn’t the least bit sheepish, either. As far as he was concerned, those biscuits were his property and no one was allowed to go near them. Lennon began shouting back at him, but there was little he could say to defend his wife (w
From May's book Loving John"After a late lunch, Linda launched into a long paean to the joys of living in England. When she was finished, she turned to John and said “Don’t you miss England?”, - “Frankly”, John replied, “I miss Paris."
From May Pang's book Loving John
All About MeYou haven't been this way before,
When you left therapy they changed you.
The drugs in the medicine must of mess you up.
And in my thoughts ill reply to you..... No.
It was her, when I lost my love, I changed.
Today, I've seen.. How much I've changed. I was crazy in love.
I laughed at anything, I had humor, I was alive. But I've died since I've lost her.
Since I've failed. Ever since I've lost her, moved on to another girl which gave me greater heartache, I broke. Yes honey.. I was broken. But was it really from you? I've drowned my mad with insanity and I became plainly cold insane. I've gained heartache. I've gained pain. And then I needed to find you.. She..
I wanted to surprise you.. I love you. And that's why I was there, but even before that, I grew my rage and anger. Alone in a home, I grew stronger in haste. Everything came to me. I was living a dream and as I walked alone that night, eyes unconsciously weary.. I ended no where. All but a complete waste, a laugh, a joke. And th
So I tried to masturbate the other day.
I could not get off.
No matter how hard I tried to get into it.
Then I thought of you.
Came so fast I couldn't even comprehend.
The healing process is going to be a doozy this time.
Amongst the Stars is my Safe HavenAmongst the Stars is my Safe Haven
I remember sitting on the trampoline, the one that isn't there anymore. Sitting there in the dark, feeling alone, but surrounded by people. I'd wish on every shooting star there was. The nights seemed so clear, like a pool of water you could practically see yourself dancing in. The fire the rain offered. I always wished for foolish things. A puppy, to go back to Disneyland. I only realize now, I made one faithful wish, one you could only find amongst the wiser, for my family to be together forever.
It seems so long ago, yet so close to heart. The pain of it breaking only numbed by the box of memories. Yes, one so delicate one shouldn't drop it. It contained the mysteries of life, it contained your regrets and mistakes, but most importantly, it held your heart. The heart is a place you have to earn you way into, you can't simply be there. But once a heart breaks, the pain is unbearable.
I remember now, waking up with a cold sweat, breathing heavily. Ha
Profile: Jesse P.
Name: Jesse P.
Favorite Bands: Metallica, Nine Inch Nails, Foo Fighters, Avenged Sevenfold, Powerman 5000, Union Underground, Dragonforce, Elvis Presly, The Offspring, Nirvana.
Hobbies: Writing Lyrics/Music, Drawing Funny Pictures, Altering Photos, Playing Guitar, Playing My Video Games, Annoying Lycan.
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