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.The Class of We Made It."I have gotten to the class of we made it. But every time I will look over my shoulder, to my bruised, burnt past. I remind myself: he didn't." -Lloyd Grimmett
.No Thank You.Someone's Birthday with cookies being handed out. The kid in the far out corner would wait patiently, unlike the wild animals yelling for one. He neatly folded his hands but slumped into his seat. He waited for her.
Waited for her.
But she never came.
She skipped him and he didn't bother.
"No thank you." He said to himself, watching as everybody enjoyed their little surprised gift.
Someone's finger tapped his shoulder and he looked over. It wasn't one of those people that would tease him, saying that he didn't deserve anything. He would always agree.
"Here, Nike." He never knew she would learn his name. He watched with cautious eyes as her nimble broke off half of her treat.
"No thank you." he whispered, she placed it onto his desk. "No thank you," he said a little louder but she did not listen. He stared at her just long enough to study how much freckles she had dotted her face and how her frizzy blonde hair stuck everywhere. He glanced to the forbidden prize, not made for him
.Prince and the Scissors.The boy curled the coffee brown quilt around his body, bounding down the stairs and running around the house on his tip toes. He didn't make any sounds of footsteps as he was very quiet, no louder than the grandfather clock in the living room.
His wide green wandering eyes lead themselves to look into the kitchen and there waits his eldest sister, in her periwinkle dress.
"Ew, what are you wearing?" his nose wrinkled in disgust.
"Whadda mean?" her blonde hair was braided and tied with a bow.
The both were definitely two different to be siblings.
"You're wearing purple."
"Periwinkle." His sister corrected.
"Whatever it's disgusting."
"Shut up, Phox!"
They both stuck each other tongues out.
"You're tongue is too long, maybe I could chop it off." Phox's sister reached for the kitchen scissors.
"Mom!" he screamed, running.
"Chrissy's gonna cut my tongue!" he slipped on the blanket, slamming his head onto the first step, shock took over him before he let out a cry.
Name| Phox Grimm
Nick Names| Prince (Childhood nick name)
Weight| Not overweight lets just say that
Sexual Orientation| Heterosexual
Body Type/Build| Fit
Skin Tone| Pale
Eye Color| Greenish
Hair Color| Black
Clothing| Sexy leather jackets or ripped shit
Hairstyle| Mohawk c: Not completely shaved at sides
Appearance Flaws| Notch in left brow
Hometown| New Zealand
Childhood Friends| Not much just a few
Favorites/Likes| Pillows. Blankets. And the bed. Inallthesexualways.
Most Hated/Dislikes| People, coldness
They're most at ease when| Never
Most ill at ease when| Headaches, illness ect. ect.
Best Characteristic| ;D
Worst Characteristic| Puh-fucking-lease
Strengths| Being warm, that's all he cares about
Weaknesses| Many things actually
Regrets| Regrets are his regrets
Religious Beliefs| None
.Nico You Slut."Ew- Nico." His friend scolded but he didn't bother to listen.
"C'mere, just a cheeky one." Nico laughed, grabbing Atticus by the top of his head and jaw.
"I'm innocent!" Atticus whimpered.
"Please, only a little."
"How high are you?" he continued his questions.
"Idiot-" Strangely Nico forced his lips onto his, not having a care on the world weather he liked it or not. "You're smothering me!"
"Good, where's my money?"
"Nico you slut-prostitute."
"That's me, you cheeky bitch."
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
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