We started out so pure,
Clearer than the clearest crystal
whiter than the first snow,
Then we were tossed around
Thrown to the ground and stepped on like forgotten rag dolls
thrown into a world of filth,deceit and lies
into a world of charlatans and jokers
And that pure beauty we once had,
was taken from us
beaten,raped and taken into oblivion
All we have left is a mockery of what we had before
What we didn't know how to appreciate,
we long for it back
Look at what we are now
Just a pile of flaws
We have become lower than bottom feeders
Whoring ourselves,
Prostitutes of the state,
of what we call 'Art'
W
Whatever happened to that old notebook?
the one with all those hopes and dreams,
The doodles,the poems,the colors
has been lost it seems,
Is it behind the old box of toys,
The ones that once brought great joys,
Scaling the tallest mountain,driving the fastest race,
Is it behind the box of old clothes?
Were could it be?
Lost,
gone from memory
As you grew you would doubt
to what you could amount
Discouraged and dismayed time and time again,
What happened to those who called themselves your friends?
Had they gone they way of your precious notebook?
Lost,
Hanging around somewhere you would never look?
Beneath
Who the hell are you to take her away,
She was finally back,
Then in less than a blink,gone,
She was gone
You don't even care about her
You dictate her every movement,
then blame her for all your mistakes
Claim to love and protect her
even though you attempted suicide
because you said you couldn't stand her
You kick her out onto the street
At least when she is with me
she feels safe and strong
She is actually happy
Whenever you're around,
she never smiles
She can't
You have damaged something beautiful
You can't fix than no matter who you blame
And you know the true and only reason:
It was all your faul
The sad tears will stream down my face,
and I don't mind
The hurtful memories will again be placed,
and I don't mind
The great will all fall,
also happy shall go with the sad,
until death
and even there after,
For the last words were the ones with the most meaning,
And nothing shall,or will,ever change that
Once upon a time,there was a very curious girl who was always poking her nose into every bodies DICK!She kept company with a plump man named Steve,who was always buying her fluffy presents.Once he gave her a diamond cocaine to wear on her drugs,and he bought her a queezy hose dick to wear on her sausage.Then one day he bought her a man's horse.As soon as she saw the low animal,she began to examine it crappily.First,she looked at the anus,and then at its vaginas(meaning MORE THAN ONE).Then she opened its mouth to look at its Brittney Spears.At this the horse became horney and bit off the girl's pubes.
MORAL:Never look a horse in the tits.
We started out so pure,
Clearer than the clearest crystal
whiter than the first snow,
Then we were tossed around
Thrown to the ground and stepped on like forgotten rag dolls
thrown into a world of filth,deceit and lies
into a world of charlatans and jokers
And that pure beauty we once had,
was taken from us
beaten,raped and taken into oblivion
All we have left is a mockery of what we had before
What we didn't know how to appreciate,
we long for it back
Look at what we are now
Just a pile of flaws
We have become lower than bottom feeders
Whoring ourselves,
Prostitutes of the state,
of what we call 'Art'
W
Whatever happened to that old notebook?
the one with all those hopes and dreams,
The doodles,the poems,the colors
has been lost it seems,
Is it behind the old box of toys,
The ones that once brought great joys,
Scaling the tallest mountain,driving the fastest race,
Is it behind the box of old clothes?
Were could it be?
Lost,
gone from memory
As you grew you would doubt
to what you could amount
Discouraged and dismayed time and time again,
What happened to those who called themselves your friends?
Had they gone they way of your precious notebook?
Lost,
Hanging around somewhere you would never look?
Beneath
Who the hell are you to take her away,
She was finally back,
Then in less than a blink,gone,
She was gone
You don't even care about her
You dictate her every movement,
then blame her for all your mistakes
Claim to love and protect her
even though you attempted suicide
because you said you couldn't stand her
You kick her out onto the street
At least when she is with me
she feels safe and strong
She is actually happy
Whenever you're around,
she never smiles
She can't
You have damaged something beautiful
You can't fix than no matter who you blame
And you know the true and only reason:
It was all your faul
Love is like climbing
Love is like climbing a 10 story window
One must first ask for a rope,
Then go against their fears and go to extraordinary heights,
Only to realize,
They could have gone through the unlocked door,
And take the elevator
There are darkened tunnels,
Where everything is a barren waist land
Nothing can find hope
Despair finds every heart and squeezes it until it could take no more,
Until it conforms with the other lifeless hearts
But there was always a light,
Very few could find it,
They where the ones who could open their eyes
There is a pain on my mind,
It doesn't seem to go away,
No matter what I take for it,
It just seems to want to stay.
I decided to wait for it to leave,
For it to move out of my brain,
But it still seems to want to stay.
It leaves my head for a few hours,
I get a little peace of mind,
Only to have it come back worse,
And ending up wishing it never left at all.
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ode to Ronda Caspairian Pt 1 by I-is-RAWR666, literature
Literature
ode to Ronda Caspairian Pt 1
I never stopped loving you,
Mother,what felt fake
I know now was real
So little,and also
So sorry for what had happened.
You are in a better place now
On the other side.
Unknown to you until now,please know you are forgiven
ode to Ronda Caspairian Pt 2 by I-is-RAWR666, literature
Literature
ode to Ronda Caspairian Pt 2
Always I said that I had hated you,
Never did I think to realize that it
Didn't ever mean anything.
I was protecting myself from your pain.
Loved you like I always had.
Other than the last words I told you,another
Vow I made,to never say the words I hate you
Ever to someone to whom I don't mean it to.
You where my Mom,and
Other than that I miss
U
In darkness he lay, completely silent and sheltered from all angles except directly aheadthe perfect ambush position. Thumping music had masked his approach, and now it rendered his approaching prey completely unable to detect him. Carelessly and drunkenly they stepped, mumbling something irrelevant to one of their friends.
He prepared his weapons of choice. His nose twitched a little, broadcasting his anxiety to any independent observer. This was his moment, his time to shine, he realized as an unfortunate man came closer to entering his view. Just a bit of him came into viewthe back end of his clothes; nothing worth giving away
All of a sudden, she woke up from the dream. A voice in the distance was calling her name, and it soon became apparent who it was.
"Winnie!" shouted her brother, "Get up! The game is starting!"
"What the hell do you want, Willy?" replied Winnie, crankily.
"What the hell did I just say?" Willy shot back.
In no time, Winnie was out of bed. She was a bit chubbier than she was depicted in her dream, but she still had her rock-star attitude. After a little bit of stretching, Winnie got dressed in a Minnesota Twins jersey and walked downstairs for breakfast.
Winnie fixed herself a bowl of cereal oats and soymilk. Before eating, she tuned
So I noticed that I've been inactive on DA for about the past year. Its really sucked. I've missed all the art and DA in general. I lost internet for the longest time. I notice how crazy life can get. A lot of stuff has happened in my life since my last journal post, and because I miss having something to spill everything onto Im going to vent right here.
FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DO NOT WISH TO READ, JUST LEAVE. I DON'T NEED FLAMING ON MY OWN JOURNAL ENTRY.
For the past few months I was kicked out of my own house by drug addicts. My brother decided his friends were going to stay with us. It started out fine, with just one cool chick spend
1) Name: Stephani J** L****
2) Name Backwards: S**** Y** Inahpets
3) Were you named after anyone?: Just my middle name =/ Twas My mother's
4) Does your name mean anything?: Female Ruler (DAMN RIGHT)
5) Nick Name(s): Steph and Stephi, THAT CHICK WITH BLUE HAIR
6) Screen Name(s): DieDarling24, Rawr_McMoo, I-is-RAWR666
7) Date of Birth: 4/16/96
8) Place of Birth: Hayward
10) Current Location: a SUPER long Boulevard that is falling apart in hayward
11) Sign: Aries
12) Religion: Agnostic
13) Height: 5'4 and 3/4 since 6TH GRADE
14) weight: heavy
15) Shoe Size: 7
16) Hair color: Dark Brown
17) Eye color: Dirt Brown
18) What you look
Comment on this journal and I will:
1. Tell you something I'll learn about you by looking at your dA page for 13 seconds.
2. Tell you which color you remind me of.
3. Tell you my first memory of you.
4. Tell you what pokemon you remind me of.
5. Ask you something I've always wondered about you, and your answer has to be as vague as possible to keep the suspense.
6. Tell you my favorite thing about you.
7. Give you a weird nickname
8. Tell you what's on my shirt right now.
9. Challenge you to post this on your journal