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Dear DeathDear Death,
Do you still remember the first time we met? It was in Kindergarten. I was going down a slide and then the string on the hood of my jacket got caught on the banister and I was choking. I wanted to scream for help but I could only stare forward with my bulging eyes and hanging tongue, until the teacher saw me struggling and untied the string so that I could breathe. "Don't be afraid now," she told me. "You're safe."
I didn't see you again, Death, until many years later. Middle School--when people were busy trying to find their partners on the dance floor during P.E., you and I were already locked in a nightmarish salsa no one else could see. I held the cup of water in one hand while you held the uncapped bottle of pills in the other. And the moment I reached out to you to take them, that's when people saw us dancing and pulled me away. "What the hell were you thinking?" they asked me. "Come back and stay with us."
But even though we weren't moving in macabre unison, the musi
Dear DeathHi there.
You've shown up in a lot of media, I don't know if you've noticed. I was just watching a movie about you the other day, actually. You were kind of sweet there, like someone who came to end pain for people in suffering. I'd like to think that's what you're like.
Still, I'm pretty freaking ticked at you, sir. ... Madam. Whichever. I mean, I know it's been almost two years, but you took someone I really cared about, and I wasn't ready for him to go.
Most of the time I'm okay with it, anymore. Most of the time I can say, "My dad's dead," and not even make an awkward pause in the conversation, because usually (almost always) I can pass it off as if it's something in the past, something I've gotten over, and the people I'm talking to take their cues from me.
Other times, though, I still want to break down sobbing, or go out and find you and rip you from limb to limb as if you were a real person, because I want you to hurt like I do. I want you to lose something the way
Auditions!So, in the last entry I was talking about :icondon-hill-44: doing a Lets read of 'Gaming is Magic'
He needs two voice actors.
A deep male voice to play Mark - Link
A male British accent to play Aaron - Link
for his Let's Read
You have to be ok with MLP and Markimash lol
If you are interested, contact him!
Cadenky en Problemas 2 Cap. 5~ Natasha lleva a Franky a una sala de conciertos cerca de por ahí ~
Franky: … Este lugar es…
Natasha: Ah… parece que lo recuerdas.
Franky: Cómo no olvidar el lugar donde Cadence se presentó por primera vez…
Natasha: ¿Crees que si traemos a Cadence aquí, tal vez recuerde algo?
Franky: Bueno, ella no sabe que tiene hermanas, asique será un poco difícil que la traigas diciéndole hermana…
Natasha: … ~Le da una cachetada~
Franky: … ¿Qué te pasa?
Natasha: No digas eso que se siente feo… Además lo dice el que se va a casar ¬3¬
Franky: … ¬.¬
~ Kasane Teto – Jitter Doll (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NlWfGaOUzEg)~
(LETRA NO ENCONTRADA T.T)
- Lo que acaban de escuchar es el opening (?? No tiene nada que ver con la historia pero se oye chingon –
~ Al día siguiente ~
Petey K: ¿Y cómo piensan en que Cadence rec
Letter's to Divorced Dad (Girl Writer) Dear Daddy,
I hope to clear things up with you. I have been a selfish prick and I know I have been hurting you. At the time, I didn't realize the consequences picking her over you. I wanted to stay where I knew people, had more family than those liars living with you, and doing things I wanted to do. In doing this, I was hurting you so you started doing what you always did when you got hurt. You lashed out. You say that I have stabbed you in the back, but in all truth I was looking out for my best interest and you were trying to get your pride back. I'll always be your daughter, Dad, but I don't want to have the life that you were put through. I want to be with friends, I want to make you happy, but I can't make everyone happy now can I? I'm sorry, but I need you to understand. I'm a teenager. I'm going to be selfish, I'm going to be lazy, and I'm going to hate everyone every now and again. So stop pouting and be my father and not a wounded anim
Hail HerI hail the suprematus
The winds, fire, water, thunder, Sun, Ether, Dimensions, Humans, Spirits, Nature, Blood, Metal, and SOMA and Life..
GratitudeIt's hard to believe
that it's been 6 years
since I joined dA,
and began showing myself to the world,
making new friends,
and staying in touch with the old.
It's been 6 years
of learning and trying new things
while developing my skills
as both a writer and an artist
as well as learning how to better communicate ideas.
In these 6 years
I wasn't always there
when things got tough for others
but there was always someone there
to help pick me up when I was down
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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Bluefley has a gallery filled with artwork that whisks you off in to a Sci-fi daydream, and keeps you captivated for hours. Marc has been a member of our community for over a decade and has achieved nothing but success with his astounding commitment to interacting with the community, sharing a prolific amount of video tutorials and generally being an all round rockstar deviant. It is no joke that we are absolutely delighted to award the Deviousness Award for April 2014 to ... Read More