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You're My Happy Mistake"So you have no friends, huh?"

"Nope."

"Gee, thanks, then what am I?"

"You?"

"Mhmm"

You're someone I can't stand the thought of being without. You're someone I treasure, someone I love more than myself, you're my soulmate. I see only you, I hear only you, you're the man that makes me cry the longest and laugh the hardest. You are my everything, without you I am incomplete and life is pointless.

"You're a happy mistake."
Free. Ch. 10: Special BondsFree. Ch. 10: Special Bonds

I screamed as the strange girl pounced on me. She stuck her tongue out and hissed her tongue in front of my face. I saw two white fangs glint in the light as I looked up at her. She looked so familiar. Where had I seen her before?

"Oh come on Anabelle. Get off the poor girl." I heard a voice from the doorway.

Anabelle got off of me and flew back over to the doorway as I sat up and looked at the man in the door.

"Fionna? Are you alright?" Marshall ran downstairs over to me helping me up. He had a few scratch marks on his arms and face. "Why did you scream?"

I pointed to the man in the doorway who looked at u
The Children of Summer     Summer is just around the corner, and nature seems to come to life.  For many children, their backyard's beauty finally returned, not witnessing the beauty of nature since winter's first snowfall.  Imagination was at an annual high, with kids unable to build snowmen or make cakes, pies, and soup with mud.
    Plays and stories within their imaginations were acted out, not realizing how many writers would kill to have such a spontaneous creativity again.  One day, the young boys and girls would run around, playing house.  The next day, they could be in a Medieval kingdom, fighting dragons as knights.  Each day was a different story and a
Tips to fill void left by Cartoon NetworkMissing Young Justice and Green Lantern, check out some tips to help temporarily fill in the void for both shows:

First, continue to watch both shows on Cartoon Network and that way it'll help bring up the ratings.

Second, buy the DVDs cuz' who knows, if the sales are high, the network executives would probably revive the show (ex: Family Guy did the same thing not so long ago)

Third, continue to buy the remaining issues of the GLTAS tie-in comics published by DC Comics

And speaking of comics, be sure to check out the New 52 Teen Titans series and the Green Lantern ones as well because like YJ and GLTAS, they have drama, action, and a lit
More Conversations With Doci.

“Have you heard any of the scripts on the radio yet?”

“You keep asking me this Doc. I think you’re getting Alzheimer’s. I don’t listen to the radio, remember? And when I do, it’s the classic rock station.”

“I would assume, if one is writing something to be on the radio, that one would start listening to the radio.”

“I don’t think the college station broadcasts all the way to Benton anyway. Besides, I’ve already heard it.”

“You know, Warren Zevon - he did Werewolves of London, you know that song?”

“Yeah?”

“You do?”
Neji's torment
                        ''NEJI Neji'' ! Get back here ten ten said in a playful voice, ''i've got to keep moving she knows my secret '' said nenji .''listen nenji I just wanna talk to you'' ! Ten ten said while chuckling .''hmm yea right  I know she saw how I reacted when her finger jabbed me in the stomach I know exactly what she's up to. i've got to get outah here before gai an... “ before nenji could finish  he let out a brief grunt after gai with his tremendous speed tackled him to the ground. AH Ha well nenji ten ten says you've got a secret well im sure you wont mind if lee and I  test it out “said gai sensei..

           
eyelidshanging curtains over the soul's windows
My shortest horror story...I found a spider in the house today.
Random Musings Of A Sarcastic Mind.....(Part 4)Tired And Stuff…..
 
“Numero quatro. And to start this 4th part out, I just wanna say I’m freezin’, and I’m tired. But to stimulate my mind, I’m listenin’ to Flying Lotus’ ‘Satellliiiiiiteee.’ And yes, that is the official name of that beat. I’m also humming along with it and adlibbing because I’m an artist at heart (But not really). At heart I think I’m more of a self-deprecating POS. And of course by POS I mean ‘positively outstanding stud.’ Haha, I know you agree.
But……..I had somewhat of a topic in mind for this part, but I forgot what it was. Which sucks ‘cause I thought it was really funny. Eh, whatever. You know what one of my pet peeves are? When people watch me eat. I can’t stand it, it’s one of the most annoying things ever. And I don’t know why I’m thinking about that considering I’m sitting in my bedroom,
Testing GravityHe leaned back in his chair looking at her standing behind him. Two chair legs came off the ground, "careful if you fall I won't catch you" she said.

"Yes you will"

"No I won't" He tilted the chair back further, smiling and looking her in the eyes as the chair slipped on the grass and he let gravity take over. She reached her arms out and slid under him to break his fall.

He beamed at her, "See, told you."

"Asshole..."
OFF Theories
OFF Theories

Burnt

Surely we've all heard that once you get to the final battle of the game, you see the batter's "true form", as if we were oblivious to it through out the whole game despite us controlling him. Now what if that was the case for Burnts? After all, the Bad Batter has a strong resemblance to most of the other specters in the game, which it should, including those dino burnt guys in Zone 3, there isn't much to prove this, but I thought it might be interesting.

The 4th Wall

Throughout the game, Zacharie constantly talks to you instead of the batter and always gives reminders this is all just a game, also The Judge speaks to y
Beyond the Subconscious Mind (prose version) Stretching across the room was the radiant glow from the moon. My curtain had just fallen from the weight of my foot. But the shine was not what had awakened me. Neither was it a dream. There was an odd sensation lurking about the shadows of my house. And I am possibly the only one, who felt this weird presence.

I had awakened in my own sweat, my clothes sticking to my moist body. I had to shift my body nearly ten times to regain conformability, but although I lay upon my back without an inch to move, I still felt abnormally aware of something.

Across the hall and into the family room, I could hear the clock singing to its regular rhythm
Angelic Dream, or Demonic Nightmare - Ch 1Red sky loomed over me. Black crows flew in circles further ahead, falling to the ground, one by one. The grass was a beautiful green with small white flowers layering the dirt.

I walked slowly towards the circle of dead crows and stopped.

A girl. A girl the age of eight years old.

She stood there staring at me. I did the same.

The girl was short, wearing a shredded brown dress that went to her knees and was barefoot. She had long brown hair. Her face was covered with shadow.

A crow flew down to her, talons ready as if to attack.

But it only bounced off the air surrounding her and fell to the ground. Dead.

More followed shortly after,
Gift:EmilyValkov #1Emily watched as the snow fell to the ground. Tomorrow was her birthday and her mother couldn’t come home to join her celebration because of her having to work long hours at her lab on one of her projects.Emily sighed sadly leaving a little mist on the window. She was looking forward to seeing her mother since it had been a while seen they got to do something together.

Emily turned to look at her siblings. Tara and Tala both were fiddling with their beyblades. Tala was replacing parts while Tara happily cleaned off the fresh beyblade that Tala had repaired for her.

“Still looking at the window Em? “Tala said catching Emily
He's not ComingShe had been sitting in the restaurant for a couple hours, her hands cradling her second beer of the night. She hadn't planned on getting drunk, not in the slightest, but drinking was all she could think of doing to dull the pain developing in her chest. Her expression was beginning to show just how distraught she was becoming, hazel eyes shimmering with the mirth of tears.

Taking her hands away from the glass, she smoothed out a nonexistent crease in her baby blue dress. She'd been saving it for this day and had been excited, yet here she was. Stood up.

An occasional glance would be tossed her way, pity written upon the viewer's face.

The
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Four SeasonsFour Seasons.

I want to see them all in a day.

I want to see Autumn,
I cannot be if the leaves don't fly
and fall to Earth.

I want to see Winter,
I cannot be without the caress of fire
in the wild cold.

I want to see Summer,
I cannot be without the long, hot days
as round as a watermelon.

I want to see your eyes,
I don't want to sleep if you're not looking at me:
I'd give up Spring
for you to keep on looking at me.
An urban liaisonSilence - a strangled
telephone has forgotten
to ring.

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My wandering mind rests in your eyes,
trying in vain to understand.
One brief second, and it goes insane.
The thoughts are lost in all its vastness.
They have no connection and make no sense, but
they are plenty.
Plenty enough to keep me going, through all this madness.

The portal between the mind and eyes
is now but a thin line, as vague as it is unseen.
The mind is unaware of what the eyes convey.
The eyes fail to convey the message in yours.
I wish to tell you that it's me and not you,
but my being fails to comprehend.
All that is said now is nothing.
And again,
I let it be, for there really is nothing to say.
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