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Who Needs a Nameless Prince?When the slipper doesn't fit,
I won't turn my foot into a bloody toe-less mess
I'm not the perfect Cinderella type
I can't dance to save my life,
and I never got into the boyfriend hype
I was born in t-shirt and jeans
and I'm not always the girl
who says what she means
But I have a family free of wicked -steps
and I don't live life like a dream,
cause I can see the little things are more than they seem
I find joy in every day miracles,
snowflake ice cream melting on my tongue
and the cold November air
bursting in my lungs
And I can unwind watching a football game,
screaming til my voice is
so hoarse it gallops off into the sunset,
Without a White Knight holding it back
The Things We Do 2 K+D"This is too confusing! How can a Jack of Diamonds beat my Ace of Hearts when hearts is trumps?" MJ growled in frustration as Kami raked the cards toward herself and added another two points on their counter cards.
The dark-haired girl smirked, "Maybe you should stick to easy games that require no thought, like checkers."
"Shut up Kami, you just learned how to play yesterday!" The carrot top pouted, sticking her tongue out at the girl.
"Yes, but we've beaten you four games in a row."
"Because Rin and I are on a team!" She huffed, glaring over at Dawn for trying to teach them such a complex game. Having to mark points was such a rarity that they didn't even have to worry about remembering to do it, the pair had only gotten lucky enough to score when they had the highest cards.
Rin shook her head not getting much more out of their tutorial, "I still don't understand how we got euchred either. I had at least three trump cards when I call a suit."
"It usually helps when you have higher tha
4-19-11My dreams are stowed away in a blender
And every finger I know hovers
Over puree, ready to turn my desires
Into jam for their toast to conformity
My mind is scattered as the
Insect funerals dotted on a road trip
Crazy what you can see on a minivan windshield
Looking down a highway, looking down death row
Today I kissed the days of rain rocking
Me to sleep good bye, because the storm
Of static between my ears is louder
Than thunder could ever dream
But on the days I don't feel adequate
I'll flip quarters across my knuckles
Knowing my kitchen sink
Is just as good as any wishing well
Whatever It TakesLightning streaked across the sky in giant forks, their prongs seeking to fill the dark night. Lulu observed the phenomenon with a ghostly smile from her position at the rear of the group, she had always liked the lightning. It was powerful, natural, even the destruction it caused was magnificent. The Thunder Plains definitely held a beauty unmatched by any of the other places the young Summoner's travels had taken them, or at least they did in the mage's mind.
Auron led the group at a constant pace, unconcerned by the threat of lighting striking the ground not a yard from him. Tidus stuck close to Yuna's side, trying to hold his sword comfortably at his side for fear of presenting a makeshift lightning rod as the older swordsman did. Khimari and Wakka lagged behind their young charge by mere feet, on guard for any fiend that might attempt a sneak attack. It was the Summoner's Al Bhed cousin that had come to a complete halt, causing Lulu to stop short, a frown creasing her brow.
The Things We Do K+DNothing was better after a shower than a hot breakfast and a cup of coffee. And there was no better place to go than across the hallway to MJ and Dawn's dorm. Kami entered without knocking and cocked an eye brow, surprised to find Dawn already eating.
"You're late," The brunette said dryly, taking a sip of her hot chocolate.
She glanced toward the clock, damn, 9:15. "Well, I had to wash that bottle of glitter out of my hair." She grumbled, scraping her usual chair back and settling down at the small table. "Did MJ come home?"
"Even she's smarter than that Kami, probably found a cheap hotel or something for the night, waiting for you to cool off."
"Not likely to happen, especially since I didn't get much sleep." She paused to chew a thick piece of toast, "Rin was up all night crying again, and even when she did fall asleep I could hear her yelling at him in her sleep."
"We should really hire a detective or something to tail him one day," the brunette said, taking a long drink of hot cho
Complexly SimpleDon't give an evasive answer
To the way hatred consumes
A nation like cancer
This is America, land of the free
And home of the brave
But welcoming only if those free braves are straight
Otherwise you're met with cold exclusion
Like Mexicans forced to climb a fence to escape the fate
Of drug wars and gang violence
The lives of their children that are too soon silenced
America, land of the free
And home of the brave
A country built on the labor of slaves
People robbed from their homes in
The dead of night just to be ran into early graves
This is a land where
Corruption runs rampant among the highly respected
The different are shunned like leppars
Can you imagine anything affecting
A child's self-esteem like
Being tripped down the stairs
And watching everyone else pass
Him by because they don't care?
The secret to a near perfect world is simple cooperation
Christians and Muslims, gays and straights, all ethnicities
Simply need their differences tolerated.
The Rock and The RiverI have a rock and a river in each pocket
Both weigh me down in different ways
The rock is rough and stabs my thigh from time to time
But the river is there to wash the blood away
The rock is unchanging and belligerrent
While the river bends to my will
My rock is experienced
And the river naive
The rock can be double-sided,
Smooth for a moment and dangerous at others
This stone has hurt me more than anyone
But we always return to each other,
Needing one another more than ever
The river is calm and peaceful, never showing choppy waters
But the rock is hard and cuts my fingers as I caress it
The river is accepting though it is out of reach
And the rock suspicious while it is near
My river would do anything to make me happy
But the rock has made me break down
My river is brilliantly eay to deal with
I can hurl my woes into the water,
Sure it will accept anything without question
It will always flow straight and true,
Forever here to wet the crevice of my pocket
I feel some guilt for pollut
Musings on MeetingsDo you realize we've met in person four times?
The first was over Spring Break
That was when you were with her
I could tell it was no paradise but it was entertaining comparison
I ended up sleeping in the bed above you two
And thought you were going to have a heart attack
The next morning when you found me on the floor
The second time was so random
You two had broken up again and we had
Been IMing/texting/talking for hours before that
You took me to a Memorial Day party
And we went swimming in a muddy pond with your step-sister
A sand war ensued and I didn't mind meeting your family
(I don't remember their names anymore)
Even though they compared me to her
We kept talking for a while
Until replies ceased from your end
I'd like to say I moved on over those 3 months
But you know I didn't
The third time was almost my favorite
It was a surprise stop in the Grocery Wagon
A stop to apologize and air everything out
You caught me up on life
But back with her wasn't a surpr
Hold Me Close KXD"Is there a reason you're staring at me?" The sarcasm enthusiast arched her eyebrow, glancing at the brunette in question. At first she thought it was all in her head, but her friend really was stealing abnormally long looks at her during the movie. Rather curious behavior since horror movies were their favorites to watch while Rin and MJ were missing in action.
A hot pink color spanned the canvas of Dawn's cheeks instantly and her gaze swept down to the floor. "The movie's kinda...freakin' me out," she muttered lamely, pulling her knees to her chest.
"What? We usually laugh at the main character and end up rooting for the villian half the time." It was Kami's turn to stare now as she watched the other girl cringe and duck behind her legs as a particularly quiet and creepy scene ensued. She couldn't help but wonder if MJ had dyed her hair and stolen a few articles of clothing just to mess with her head.
"I don't like clowns." The mumbled phrase only made the dark haired girl all the mo
Words of Wisdom Wall"Everyone is weird, if you're normal that makes you weird because you're different from all the weird people."
~BawdyWawdy , July 2014 Bawdywawdy
"With time and experience comes success and recognition"
~Nekomoku, July 2014 :Nekomoku
"The impossible is not impossible, because saying something is impossible just means you're not doing (or haven't done) it right."
~Columnboy, July 2014 ColumnBoy
"Watch old movies, so then when someone asks you what your favorite movie is you can say casablanca or my fair lady and make them dumbfounded."
~Musicisthenewspeech, July 2014 musicisthenewspeech
"What you do not want others to do to you, do not do to others."
Quote: Confucius ~Enhar, July 2014 :Enhar
"Eh I've seen worst ^^
But, we require that adrenaline rush, it keeps us "awake" and alert for anything.^^"
~SoulofSilverduh, July 2014 SoulofSilverduh
"Hehe! Its good every once in a while to be scared. But I guess some of us are more alert than others. We will never be as sca
Tagged because I'm me
My name is Scr1b3
I was born in New Zealand, and I really don’t care
About you, your gender, or your nationality. (Or anything else people are prejudiced against these days…)
I get inspired by art, by people, the world and everything.
I speak English, a bit of French, Hebrew, but feel free to educate me
KNOWLEDGE. Knowledge is power
My biggest life goal is to survive. It is currently also my hardest project
And no I will not post my name
Did you know that wearing headphones for just an hour will increase the bacteria in your ear by over 700 times?
If I follow trends, it’s either cos they’re worth following, or you are
I like black. But glow-in-the dark’s nice too
I also like Ingress, (t’ game) most children, and anything that lives, breathes and doesn’t purposefully try to make my life a misery
I’d prefer to be less social than I am, but alas, people seem to have this annoying habit of becoming attached to me, and then I start to like
Hindsight 20/20Bittersweet are my apples of green
Green to the very core of what I hold dear
I hate tart
But it is all I know
My taste buds yearn for something more
So I venture to the boundary
Like I have time and time again
With its attempts to separate the laws of attraction
But it cannot deny the longing that I feel within
I gaze upon the crimson tempters
So close and yet so far
Just out of reach
I won’t have to walk far
To sink my teeth into a blushing forbidden fruit
My mouth salivates for a scarlet tender and sweet
So I cross the line and start
A life among the luscious fruit aflame
A short time passes
And they all decay
Humbled by a bittersweet rotting heap
Of those that had seen better days
I have a moment of clarity
And confront my past of greed
As I reminisce of a past life
With tartness green
video games =/= real live just because you saw something violent in a game or show doesn't mean you'll do it in real life
here's a video 2 prove it. http://youtu.be/emyAIuqD__A
let's talk! :)I like to take and role play with people so if you guys ever get bored talk to me.I'm always on.
Decade And A YearI'm back to where it all began
In the village that was once my home
A dingy two bedroom flat,
Where i dreamed of aliens through the night
My primary school,
With it's rooms filled with forgotten thoughts
The church across the way
The park on the playing filled,
With its swings and wooden things
A decade and a year gone
And everything's wrong...
American DreamsHave you ever been out on the street and wondered where your feet
May take you in this wide, wide world?
You have the dream you have the talent, bring the voice we’ll hit these streets hard like a wall with a mallet
Only to find these streets not as glittering gold, the dirt of dirt of generations burying the soul
Of this land and its people, the hard fights with blood stained hands
People praying to the pipe or needle
There is nothing so resolute, as being destitute
Where next meals come in growing lines of the hungry pleas of humanity
As each day becomes a struggle for survival a trial and conviction of the very thing
which built this country.
Our hands, our fight, our hardships, our lives mean nothing to the hands who
hold the money above our heads.
American Dreams buried without mourning.
love history1. He taught me to forget. Most days, I'm pretty good at it. But every once in a while his memory gets caught in my teeth. I try to swallow it down but it stays stuck like a lump in my esophagus.
2.I loved sitting in that quiet house with you watching movies because I knew that at the end of the night we would wind up talking for hours about the things that we'd been wanting to say all along.
I used activities as a means to an end.
I wasn't really all that interested in bowling or laser tag or swimming, or the park; I was interested in you. And that was all I needed. If you were there I would be too. If there was a place you wanted to go, I would go with you.
You were the first boy I ever loved but somehow I always felt insecure. Like my hold over you was frayed from the start. Like maybe you belonged to another girl, one you hadn't even met yet but who would love you like a poem, like you should have always been loved.
3. He was testing his wings but I could not help him fly. He wasn'
Rainy DayShe's walking down the road this way,
Dripping wet; she doesn't care.
Bruise on cheek,
Black left eye,
Stormy rain clouds,
A wet leaf trembling in the breeze,
Words chase tails in her head,
A hundred things she hasn't said,
A thousand things she has to say,
But not right here, Not today.
If OnlyIf I were a straight guy,
I'd go for the girl no one else seems to see
and everyday I'd tell her how beautiful she is to me with
Her curvy body and mouth that holds
more than a song, but a soul
And her eyes carry such a light they
could never be called coal
I'd want the girl with a tongue so gentle
she chokes on the word hate
If I were a straight guy,
I'd beg the breath you steal from
my lungs is put to good use
Don't waste my oxygen on something like killing
the light of a candle,
Use it to blowing away cobwebs and dust
that have gathered in your mind like
rust on nails
If I were a straight guy,
I'd pray you never let me get that sharp
Rap me on the tongue when I throw words like knives,
cause sometimes I don't realize how phrases impact lives
Truth is, I can only sit back and sigh,
Cause one thing I'll never be is a straight guy
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