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RadiantThe light of day drains from the sky,
Trickling in channels to the earth.
Clouds curl amongst it,
Like wrinkles etched to its skin.
Coiled to the rope of time, the sun sinks on cue,
Lower and lower it goes..
The air is still. Quiet and cool.
A fire of colour erupts, shimmering and scattering the air,
across the horizon like a candle brought to life,
the sky explodes with vibrant colour, that a-blazes golden light.
Bursting at the seams, the sky is filled, it fills,
with the essence of the day departing.
Farwell my day, farewell.
.:~ . ~:.The only way to stop hurting others is to hurt myself
maybe you should treat me like an old torn up book and put me up on a shelf
you have done so many things for me
but most of all...
you made me feel loved
you made me feel like a somebody
I try to sleep less and less
because even when I awake from a good nights rest
I wake up to a ton of stress
even so the days go on
when so many times at 11:11 I wish that I was gone
I go to sleep and dream about you
in those dreams I'm happy and excited
but when I awake
I feel like I lost you
I try to tell you this whenever I can:
"Even if I dont tell you about my problems it means you're already making me feel better just by being there"
but sometimes it seems that I fail to speak
usually I make a cowardly noise
a simple scared little squeak
my biggest fears are coming true
I dont want to lose you
Dancing QueenShe wanted nothing more
dance the night away.
To throw her nappy head back
feel the summer air caress her skin.
her skills in the dancing arts were lack-luster
she wanted to clumsily fling her arms out
Maybe it was the summer heat that drove
Or maybe it was the unrequited love that tore her
CoolI saw this on Cookiepinsky's page so i was like 'WHY NOT!!'
Below 10 = Total Tomboy
Below 20 = Boyish
Below 30 = Not girly.
Above 30 = Girly.
Above 55 = Paris Hilton.
[ ] My fingernails/toenails are almost always painted. (I never paint my nails)
[ ] During the summer pretty much the only shoes I wear are flip flops.
[ ] My favorite toy as a child were Barbies/Bratz
[X] My favorite color is pink or purple.
[X] I did Gymnastics.
[ ] I love skirts.
[ ] Hollister is one my favorite places to shop.
[ ] Tight jeans are the only jeans I'll wear.
[X] I love chocolate.
TOTAL SO FAR:3
[ ] My hair is mostly always straightened. (My hair is naterally straight)
[ ] I usually go shopping once a week.
[X] I love to hang out with friends. (My friends make me smile.)
[ ] I have a piece of real diamond jewelry.
[ ] I've gone to a tanning salon.
[ ] I've gone to the beach to tan - not to swim.
[ ] I have at least 10 pairs of shoes.
[ ] I watch Gossip Girl. (What is this?)
[ ] I change my profile
Los parabrisasTodo mundo tiene parabrisas ,
Nadie tiene derecho a tocarlos ,
Solamente tú ,
Si los piensas cambiar ,no ,
No lo pidas a nadie hazlo tú.
No dejes que las gotas de lluvia,
Afecten y te hagan débil ,
Simplemente ignóralas ,
Si no tienes un parabrisas ,
Encontrarás un paraguas .
OMFG I'M DYING!!!!!!Lord help me i have school tomorrow and i am flipping out because i can't remember nothing!!!
Not ReadyI'm Never Ready To Be Alone
Yet I Love My Own Solitude
I'm Never Ready To Grow Up
Yet I Always Day Dream About The Future
I'm Never Ready To Go Steady
Yet I'm Always With Someone
I'm Never Ready To Face You
Yet I Always Say Hi
I'm Never Ready To Pass Away
Is Afterlife Even Real
I'm Never Ready To Have A Child
I Feel lIke I Never Will
If all Zips are Zoodles . . .If all Zips are Zoodles and some Zoodles are Zonkers . . .
Baby told me
back in the day (or a year ago--I never can
remember with all these
foggy ass dimes) "Damn,
honey, don't you know
you ain't gonna win
playin' with fire? So quit
all that hoggin'
your mouth 'round the damn
pipe." I told that bunny
in a matter so funny
I nearly lost all my goddamn
mind when the medicine man took
a look at me after I show him my wallet
and threw open the yellow
book with its pouring of Ls
follow by a few rainin' letters
and some concatenated Ys.
I tell her like I tell you
now: I ain't no dummy, I ain't
never gamble on a game of gin
rummy, but I sure as hell do wish I could
turn back time--I'd send that good-
for-nothing runnin'; I'd tell her
to quit her mussy fussin'; and I'd sit
back on my porch with a bottle of Mrs. Jackie
My TV Bucket ListA reboot of X-men 1992 with original cast (MUST BE LIKE THE ORIGINAL!!! NOT LIKE TEEN TITANS GO!!!)
Toonami getting a standalone channel
Star Fox Anime
F-Zero: GP Legend (Funimation Re-dub)
Deadpool TV Series (Featuring Nolan North as Deadpool and Jim Cummings as Cable)
Cartoon Network buying all rights to Marvel from Disney to air re-runs of Marvel's past shows
Pokemon Origins: Ruby & Sapphire
May and Max rejoining Ask Ketchum in Pokemon XY to promote OmegaRuby & AlphaSapphire
Hulk vs. Thor/Wolverine being aired on Toonami
VisitorA stirring in the night makes
you slowly lift your head,
Paralysed you glance down
over, across your bed,
Knocking at the window, then
A creaking of the floor,
The noise it stops,
The silence drops,
And then you are a scared.
A glint of a light,
quivers through the night...
Then suddenly a burst of fire
explodes throughout the room,
Filling every darkened shadow with
a vibrant hot red fume,
A figure emerges from the floor,
Expanding 'til it can't grow no more,
Clumps of heavy fur rest
over, across its eyes,
Its twisted spine shapes like
the curve of a half moon,
Whimpers escape your lips,
you shrink beneath to your sheets in fear,
begging that this retched beast,
Isn't really here,
Thunk, thud goes its weighted feet as,
It treads closer, nearer...
And its bloodied claw reaches to you
Everything returns to black.
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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