Ran againWere Done.¨I were done,¨said the boy.Where did cubey go?Once the boy drew manyrubes-a-no... cubes.My error.So anywaymaking hayWas Pete and JayJay said to Pete¨Get up off yer feet!¨Going -sorry...Go in and meetSome nice ol mary daisy.¨Then Pete said ¨Sure¨He got off the floorAnd ran to the doorShouting ¨This time I may Just go crazy.¨Low and beholdPete found his goldAnd proceeded to have a baby....Well, not physically but hegot someone to be his wife and stuff
I Am.I´m outta here.To Greece I will goMeet me thereAfter I have grown.A Man I will become.Maybe you will join meOn my fertile patch of land.Let´s get marriedOnce I am a man.Don´t worry about the babyThe trees that encircle my landWill protect her and give her companyFor this is my Space of Love.
The Beloved and Us.Around the earthBlows the breath of God.His children, beloved and adoredAre all given boundless power.Through the power of the heartThey were given all the universeTo govern and command.Ancients were theyAnd they loved and cared wellFor all the EarthChildren of the Earth,Beloved of the FatherGiven, the fire of loveTheir holy name was Love.Boundless were the Ancient´s joyUntil the Great Insanity began.And here we are todayLost.Is this the end?Have we lost our joy?Our love?Have we lost,What it is that we treasure most:Our life?No.No matter how much we suppress or subdueThe heart´s impulsesIt will always remainAcross the universeSpanning all the EarthEmbracing everyone´s potentialLoving all for who they AREAs loveI will try,For AlexandraAn
Interview of a dandelion.INTERVIEW EXCLUSIVE!!! The following interview is the weed´s first say on the matter. 20 Q and A with a dandelion. Q: ¨What are your views on 9/11?¨ Dandelion: ¨I don´t know really. I am, after all, a dandelion. ¨ Q: ¨What would you do if someone pulled out your neighbor but NOT you?¨ Dandelion: ¨Considering that I am, after all, a dandelion, I´d say that that would upset me dearly.¨ Q: ¨What would you have to say about global warming?¨ Dandelion: ¨Well, I would say I do appreciate the hurricanes as they do disperse my seeds well. I am, after all, just a dandelion.¨ Q: ¨What´s your favourite colour?¨ Dandelion: ¨I´d have to say yellow.¨ Q: ¨What religion do you follow?
Hopes and dreams.A day and a night.A breeze of a windSoldiers marching onDaylight creeping outSinging of an ancient timeWhen the song was still the sameMarching in the gloomy daysWhen streets were lined with slimeCalling out and pleadingWith the mists of space and timeShe hears me all too clearlyBut space and time sink deepWalking through the jungleAnd I see a light aheadA shack built sound of timberNed... ...what?
InappropriateThe walls are now closer"Hold me" I sayAnd a tear wellsSliding, falling down my faceA tear fallsA tear fallsSoothing is a tearOpeaning is a tearA tear is the heart's greatest compassionOnto itselfI said to holdMe, a hopelessWater HoleI knowDon't disillusion yourself"But I want her"Will you cry with me?But that was thenI am not sadOnly contentThis heart is filled with peaceA letter to the publicThis is not for herIfIf you are wonderingIf only you knewMiracles happenNoKnow only thisI will stayMy heart agreesThere is no other way.
Sub, missionCharmeleon says:Today is Three of the past clock fifteen.Wass a turtle?BULBASOAR into the sky with a feathered wing, and behold...Lost the plot times 10!!!!Seriosly, though, the, point, is, no , ONE, COMMENTED ON TOMMOROW WE RISE OR THE WET. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEAPLE!!! dnt u no genius wn u c it?
Spice of smell, voice of bells Faraway, the spice is gone without. The wonderous golden life is with the ocean, and I am but a river. But carried on the wind, sometimes a speck, or two bells land together, and then the voice, lovely, wonderous, unpredictable. A great space between me and the leaf, the sparkling rain forest. The sun comes out, and all the raindrops become mirrors of the sun. Mud and the stars, where I am the mud. I am unwanted, trampled by animals and washed off by men. And yet... She is the stars, no ladder to reach- -"DREAMING!" mud thinks. Here are two eyes, outshining the stars.
45 Facts I Bet You Didn't Know About Black Butler1. In episode 17, when Undertaker is in the pot of salt, Sebastian holds his handkerchief to his nose. This implies demons have an aversion to salt, whether it be rock salt or just salt in general. This wouldn't be such an outrageous statement, seeing as some other shows, movies, and books (ex. Supernatural) say that salt is good for keeping demons at bay by sprinkling a trail in front of doors or windows to keep them out of a house.2. Sebastian is based off of a French inquisitor (noble, officer running a certain part of an area). How? "Sebastien" lived in 16th century France, and was most famous for his books on demon possession and classification. His books are still somewhat used today.3. In the most recent manga arc as well as other times within the manga, Sebastian is seen wearing rosary beads along with his teacher outfit. Whether this be of arrogance or not, this shows that Sebastian is not affected by many "holy" things (ex. Rosaries, holy water, etc.).4. St. Sebastian of M
Becoming the Baby - ABDL Story - PART 1Two sisters, a little bit of tension, and an instant truth or dare game. That's how our story starts, meeting two girls - Jamie and Jacklyn. Jamie is the older of the two, Jamie being 18 and Jacklyn being 13 but in some cases acts like the younger of the two girls, teasing her younger sister constantly, calling her a baby because of her height.Jacklyn being irritated at being called a baby decided to start her master plan. "Come at me, baby. I choose dare.", Jamie said, teasing her sister about her height.The truth or dare game started normally, the younger sister insisting on playing Truth or Dare with her older sister, the older sister accepting, and then it starting. Ice cubes were put into the pants and shirts of the girls as a dare, making them wiggle all over the place. As well as the run around the house screaming as loud as you can, and do a prank call. This game was getting serious though.."One more dare and then we're done, okay?", Jacklyn said to her older sister."Alrigh
Stuffed With Love"Okay, mom, I'm heading off to the university! See you later tonight! Love you!"The mother of Courtney Van Haders leaned away from the sink, peeking out into the hallway just as her daughter closed the garage door behind her. She was only able to catch a glimpse of the younger woman's long, curly chocolate-brown hair. She heaved out a deep sigh.Her beloved child was more than halfway through her junior year in college already. It wouldn't be too much longer before she would graduate, find herself a nice little job, and eventually move out of the house. The last thing she wanted was for her daughter, the oldest of her three children, to have to leave the family home. She wasn't always around at home to watch the boys or to take care of the house, and Courtney proved ample help in that regard as well. The money obtained from both her (the mother's) work and her husband's was more than enough to provide for Courtney and her two younger brothers Jacob and Steven. Courtney didn't need to
BodysuitTGBodysuit TGI always had a thing for Japanese girls, or Asian girls in general. But Japanese chicks were definitely the type that I considered perfect. The silky hair, soft, pale and clean skin. The slanted, cute eyes and petite bodies. What was not to love about them? But while at first I really wanted to get together with one, over time I realised that I was somehow jealous of their perfectness. I wanted to be like a Japanese girl. Atleast for a while, be the owner of such a gorgeous body. But since I was born a boy and neither was I from Japan, it wasn't meant to be. Magic doesn't exist after all and science was not even close to something like that. I spent my days looking at pictures of the bodies I aspired to have and dreaming about the life I could have.One day while I was browsing through the internet, I found an ad about “Bodysuits”. It looked interesting enough to actually compel me to click it and I was not disappointed. The gist of the site: You can pick
My Baby Sitter [ab/dl]Disclaimer: ab/dl story, read at your own risk“A babysitter?!” I asked, incredulous that they would even suggest something so childish. “Mom, Dad, I’m fourteen… I think I can handle you being out of town for a night.” I leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, trying to give the impression I wouldn’t budge. Mom and dad were standing in the hallway door frame, dressed up nicely for a night out on the town. Mom was in makeup, dad had a tie, and they both smelled like perfume and cologne.“Listen, Thomas,” dad started, a stern look bearing down on me. I didn’t like the sound of this; father only used my full name when I was in trouble. “Your teacher e-mailed us about your grades. Do you want to pass this year or not?” How was this even remotely related?“I-“ father cut me off mid-sentence, like I didn’t exist.“You’ve also lied about what you’ve been doing when you ride o
An Afterschool SnackThe day was progressing just like any other. I was just sitting with Anthony in the cafeteria; lunch had been going on for the last 12 or so minutes. It was only the third day of second semester, but we’d already staked our claim on a good spot. Our table was close towards the windows, away from the general din coming from the center of the hall, near the booths. It was on the opposite side of the room from the kitchen and serving lines. Yeah, there was a brief walk when you’d first enter the cafeteria, but a prime location like this was worth the sacrifice.In between bites of my cheeseburger, I was talking about the new game console I’d gotten for Christmas while Anthony munched on his sub. I could tell he was only giving me 80% attention at most. This was typical. In the years I’d known Anthony he never seemed to fail at zoning out. Anthony was about 5’11 with black, medium-length hair that he wore parted. I’d call him trim, but that’d imply
Detailed Character SheetBasic Statistics Full Name: Reason or meaning of name: Nickname: How'd they get it?: Age: Date of Birth: Zodiac: Species:Gender: Sexual Orientation: When did they realize this?:Nationality: Hometown: Current Residence: Occupation: For how long?: Do they like his/her job?: Salary: AbilitiesIf they had an element, what would it be?: Can they use it?: What animal best represents them?: Hand-to-Hand capability: When did they start learning?:Who taught them?:Weapons training: When did they start learning?:Who taught them?:Physical strength: Speed: Planning: Powers:FamilyAny significant ancestors?: Grandparents (descr
Mommy's Little Girl (Part 1) My parents had left for their business trip to Egypt, and being an only child, my parents had no choice but to have me live with an old neighbor of ours, who now lived on the other side of town. Here I was, standing on the porch of the house of the former neighbor, ready to live an entire year there, and I was nervous as crap. The door opened, and in the doorway stood a lady, who looked to be in her thirties. I didn't recognize her at all, probably meaning I was too young when she lived by us. My parents waved to me from their car, and sped off, leaving me with the lady. "Come in! It's too hot outside." I didn't think so, but whatever. "So how old are you?" She asked me as soon as I stepped into the house, "Twelve." I said, not looking at her. She kind of stared at me for a few seconds, making me uncomfortable. "Well, okay then! Make yourself at home." I began to wander the house, but very soon after the lady told me it was time for bed, and she showed me a bedroom to sleep
Teacher!America x Student!Reader - DresscodeQuick, get dressed! Gosh dangwhere were all your clothes?You tried to recall the last time you ran a wash. More than a week ago. That explained it.Now you scraped the back of your dresser drawers for something that didn't break the dress code. "Arugh!" The minutes on that clock were changing far too fast. Well you had to wear something. You tugged on a really tight pair of jeans, which felt a little like a push-up bra for your butt at the moment. Shoving your feet into a pair of tennis shoes, you donned a very lacy, tight camisole with thin straps. Over that, you wore a cute graphic tee you hardly ever got to wear, because it was an off-the-shoulder scoop neck, a detail you hadn't noticed when you bought it on clearance.You brushed your hair quickly, muttering a curse as you checked the clock again, and grabbed your school supplies, leaving the house without breakfast.--Your heart sped and you blushed as you halted your brisk-walk in front of the blue door to your fir
TomTom had red hair.