What's that? Mood icon happy? Where'd that come from, hmm. I wonder. cough briana cough booty cough cough. Moving on. I miss shooting and doing work but till my website project is done and I can sit back and just work on updates and content. A slave to the drive I will be. I look forward to shooting and drawing ALOT more when it's done. As for other news in no particular order. House being put of for auction Gotta move. Gotta pack. Gotta finish NightTimeGirls Harddrive still dead and lost :( My sister's pregnant My cousins pregnant Life sucks Life's good Briana is weird but so fucking yummy. I like my new computer. I need an un

For Briana by RavenMacabre, journal

For Briana

May 26, 2006

I don't talk about my life publicly, sure I'll bitch, sure I'll moan. Sure I'll cover any number of things in my past, but the present day stuff? I keep that to me, well this is special, she is special, and tho things change, they always stay the same. So stay beautiful baby, I'd cut your head off and eat it if you needed me to. Mwrah Mwrah. Talk to me softly There is something in your eyes Don't hang your head in sorrow And please don't cry I know how you feel inside I've I've been there before Somethin is changin' inside you And don't you know Don't you cry tonight I still love you baby Don't you cry tonight Don't you cry tonigh

Bedtime Stories : The Tree That Was Seen by kareeanne, literature

Literature

Bedtime Stories : The Tree That Was Seen

*The Tree That Was Seen* Once upon a time, on a planet far away, there lived a little tree. But this was no ordinary tree, no, this little tree could speak. She could speak to the Sun, oh what bright conversations they would have! Every morning he would greet her with a loud, boisterous HELLO!!! and then the two would talk for hours. They talked about the brightness of his light, his magnificent rays, the perfect symmetrical shape of his body, and how healthy he made her leaves. But before long, the Sun would go to sleep, and a smaller, dimmer, shy little moon would appear in the sky. He watched over the tree every night, but had never, no

It Could Be True by CassidyPeterson, literature

Biting Bitter by betwixtthepages, literature

Literature

Biting Bitter

Morning blows cold across this "too big for just one person" abyss, the space you used to occupy empty save the weight of wakeful silences and the heft of harsh words. With a sigh, I tie down the memories and try to save face, staving this starving sadness-- a trial and error attempt at scraping you from the lining of my veins. I remind myself this is best for us both and try to paint over the places your bitterness has bitten. One day soon, I will stretch myself out and move on without all the ache. Today, my heart is swimming in salt water and the glass shards of all our years.

August 29th, 2016 by betwixtthepages, literature

Literature

August 29th, 2016

there's a fine line between 'I know you're hurting' forgiveness and 'that bitter's too much to choke down'-- and I've been toeing it for weeks, umbrella held aloft, ballet flats like petals on the wire, just wishing for everything to stop and let me float a minute. there's a fine thread between 'I understand and have let it go' and 'I just can't move past it this time'-- and you're getting awfully close to pushing me over the edge, fingertips splayed and knuckles bunched against th

there is a savior's handbag in my fridge by IntelligentZombie, literature

Literature

there is a savior's handbag in my fridge

You linger on the Mediterranean, chasing the sun, waiting for the next target dance backwards, darling down the path to our promised dreams we learned the religion of lovers leaving butterfly love, sailor[s], salt- the full-time dreamer is alone in the dark. so this is the path to paradise? dreaming underwater, when the moon shines? you bend like the wave, reaching [for] a darker side of love (breathing the dark) I won't let you go back to the nightmare king distant fires are the colors of god's magic waves of melodious color are breaching the wall on the last day of our acquaintance. (i can make you love me)

A Tribute to Robin Williams by techgnotic, journal

A Tribute to Robin Williams

Aug 22, 2014

Share |Archive A Tribute to Robin Williams By techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic) Robin Williams Tributeby EmilyStepp (https://www.deviantart.com/emilystepp) Notable Films The World According to Garp 1982 Moscow on the Hudson 1984 Good Morning, Vietnam 1987 Dead Poets Society 1989 The Fisher King 1991 Mrs. Doubtfire 1993 Good Will Hunting 1997 Editor’s Note: by techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic) Why did we delay for more than a week the publishing of this remembrance? Because to properly reflect the impact of this loss on the millions of Robin Williams fans worldwide, we wanted to be sure to capture a true sense of the torrent of love for Robin pouring in from the community in the form

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