As the artist gazed at the lovely redhead in his bed, he sighed and crawled out gently as not to wake her. He pulled out his color pencils and his medium-sized sketchpad and began to draw her. She was laying on her side, facing him with her hair splayed out on the pillow and the covers barely preserving her modesty. She had a slight smile lingering on her face in the dim light as she lay there in peaceful slumber.
He started with on outline, just a place to begin before he began to fill in the details with a practiced ease. He was able to color in her fiery hair with several flicks of his wrist. He captured the delicate curve of h
An old grandfather clock stood unobstructively in the corner of a worn-down, creaky cabin on the outskirts of a big city. The TV was still blaring and there was blood was spattered across the screen. The newscaster on the screen was huddled in a small room in what looked like a basement. She looked a mess by the light of the candle nub that was melted to the table not far from her. Her voice shook as she talked in a low voice, as if trying not to draw attention to herself.
"Day 7. This plague has created zombies. The virus creates a craving for flesh after killing its human host, doing irreparable nervous damage. With no known way
Drowning-by Me
I drowned in your eyes,
Was burned alive in your kiss,
Bruised by your hands on my hips,
Poisoned when you smiled that smile,
Was drugged by your sweetness,
Hurt because you understood,
Confused when you said,
I like you.
Written For Me
I shall never say goodbye
for our souls shall never part.
Though you may leave my eyes,
you're still within my heart.
You may not hear my voice again,
but you know the words I'd say.
I may not be like other men,
But I'm here to stay.
And I will always do my best,
to bring your heart glee,
To help you pass every test,
and be all that you can be.
Because we're linked together
As the artist gazed at the lovely redhead in his bed, he sighed and crawled out gently as not to wake her. He pulled out his color pencils and his medium-sized sketchpad and began to draw her. She was laying on her side, facing him with her hair splayed out on the pillow and the covers barely preserving her modesty. She had a slight smile lingering on her face in the dim light as she lay there in peaceful slumber.
He started with on outline, just a place to begin before he began to fill in the details with a practiced ease. He was able to color in her fiery hair with several flicks of his wrist. He captured the delicate curve of h
An old grandfather clock stood unobstructively in the corner of a worn-down, creaky cabin on the outskirts of a big city. The TV was still blaring and there was blood was spattered across the screen. The newscaster on the screen was huddled in a small room in what looked like a basement. She looked a mess by the light of the candle nub that was melted to the table not far from her. Her voice shook as she talked in a low voice, as if trying not to draw attention to herself.
"Day 7. This plague has created zombies. The virus creates a craving for flesh after killing its human host, doing irreparable nervous damage. With no known way
Let's see..... A review? Sure.
Magneto? Perfectly angsty, learning to use his powers and tracking down his parents' killers from the Holocaust, after which he meets Xavier. This kind man helps him harness and control his powers.
Xavier? Amazingly gracious with all the teaching the mutants their own powers and pushing the of their control. Took in Raven/Mystique when they were children.
Mystique? Nowhere near as confident as she is but it show her vulnerability and I like. She was amazing and she grew into herself.
The others? All cool in their own way and they were unique. I personally like Sebatian Shaw, bad guy ex
Amazing. I just found a het pairing I like. Hermione/Sirius.
Also..... It's soooo unfair! my favorite character of all time was murdered by drapery!!!!!! *sigh*
Amazing. I've gotten to the point where I realize that there's always gonna be someone there stronger than you, either artistically, emotionally or physically. I've also realized that there's always gonna be someone smarter than me. I've come to the conclusion that I need to just do what I do. I've gotta be strong in the areas I want to and support myself.
I just feel like sometimes I can't lean on anyone. It's painful but usually I'm the shoulder to cry on. :/ I HAVE to be strong for others. So that's what I'm gonna work on.