When I was young, I was told not to fight back. I was told to tell an adult. I was told to just curl up in a ball and let them do what they wanted to do because fighting back never solved anything. Neither did telling an adult, but hey, it made the folks telling me not to fight feel better. By the time I was old enough to start thinking for myself, the damage had been done: I stopped fighting, I stopped telling. I just laid down to take it, and rolled on. I had no defense, no protection. I was told to pray, but since when did the Almighty ever get up off his or her or their lazy ass to come help someone in need? I convinced myself that God ha
I’m…going away: Probably for a very long time. I might not come back, and that scares me, but it also excites me. I’m off to see a new and wonderful place, full of its own dramas and tragedies, of its highs and its lows; A new life, just waiting for me. It’s a new opportunity to do right by myself, a chance to make my life better, and I have to take it. It’s painful, and I never wanted to say any of this to you, but I’m leaving, and you can’t go with me. I’m a coward, because I’m writing to you instead of saying this to your face, but I just can’t do it. I tried, I really did. You
I was having a really bad day... by grady2010, literature
Literature
I was having a really bad day...
We've known each other since spring, and grew together hand in hand.
We shared laughter, tears, joy, and pain. We were closer than close could be.
Somewhere in out summer years, as we left the cool spring, I grew to love you as more than a friend,
But you did not see it.
I never had the nerve to bring it up, to afraid to break what we had,
But every time I saw you hurt by another lover, scorned by a betrayer
I ached a little more.
Subtlety only brought giggling and sarcasm, and that too cut me deep,
But how could I give up, if I never had the chance to begin with?
I stood by your side, I had your back,
I was your closes
When I was young, I was told not to fight back. I was told to tell an adult. I was told to just curl up in a ball and let them do what they wanted to do because fighting back never solved anything. Neither did telling an adult, but hey, it made the folks telling me not to fight feel better. By the time I was old enough to start thinking for myself, the damage had been done: I stopped fighting, I stopped telling. I just laid down to take it, and rolled on. I had no defense, no protection. I was told to pray, but since when did the Almighty ever get up off his or her or their lazy ass to come help someone in need? I convinced myself that God ha
I’m…going away: Probably for a very long time. I might not come back, and that scares me, but it also excites me. I’m off to see a new and wonderful place, full of its own dramas and tragedies, of its highs and its lows; A new life, just waiting for me. It’s a new opportunity to do right by myself, a chance to make my life better, and I have to take it. It’s painful, and I never wanted to say any of this to you, but I’m leaving, and you can’t go with me. I’m a coward, because I’m writing to you instead of saying this to your face, but I just can’t do it. I tried, I really did. You
I was having a really bad day... by grady2010, literature
Literature
I was having a really bad day...
We've known each other since spring, and grew together hand in hand.
We shared laughter, tears, joy, and pain. We were closer than close could be.
Somewhere in out summer years, as we left the cool spring, I grew to love you as more than a friend,
But you did not see it.
I never had the nerve to bring it up, to afraid to break what we had,
But every time I saw you hurt by another lover, scorned by a betrayer
I ached a little more.
Subtlety only brought giggling and sarcasm, and that too cut me deep,
But how could I give up, if I never had the chance to begin with?
I stood by your side, I had your back,
I was your closes
And why do I keep getting them? Seriously? WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY!? I HAVE NO IDEA. Is it a good thing? I mean, is it a pat on the back? Like a "Good on yah, mate?" I have no idea. I'm far too lazy to look it up. It's much easier to bitch about it in my journal here. You know, the one I never ever use ever? Remember that hollow I was working on? Still working on it. Actually, not even working on it. I just don't have the time anymore.
Hey Grady, any novels you're working on right now? Sort of. Don't expect a finished chapter or anything any time soon, but I'm sort of recycling an old work of mine, an old character. Restyling his quirks and p
So, I was tagged by ~Truoc-Lulz (https://www.deviantart.com/truoc-lulz) who answered some fun questions, and now that my laziness will permit me, I'll play the game and respond to her questions! I'm changing the rules a bit, however, since I'm a newb. >.>;
Rules:
1. You must post these rules (VERY Important).
2. Each person must post 10 things about themselves on their journal.
3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and create ten new questions for the people you tag to answer.
4. You have to choose 5 people to tag and post their icons on your journal.
5. Go to their pages and tell them you have tagged her/him.
6. No tag backs.
7. No crap in the
So this is a list of things I've said that were particularly hilarious, funny, or thought provoking.
-"Bitch, I'm only JUST LEARNING Alchemy! Gimme a God Damned week before you lay into me for not being enough like Edward!" (in response to a former girlfriend stating I wasn't enough like Edward. She meant Cullen, I meant Elric)
-"Look, I don't come into your house and tell you how to prepare your babies before you eat them."
-"So help me god, if you ask me about how sure I am this trap is disarmed ONE MORE TIME I will start shoving you into them to TEST them!"
-"You're an ass, but you're my ass."
-"ODIN! WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME!!!!!!!??
I read how my BF (DJHermo) described grimmjow would look as a no-maris as an experiment but he proved to be hard which led to me suggesting the human baby thing, I don't know if he listened but truthfully I'd rather see ulquorra as a No-Maris but I don't care.