When will you get it through your head
That not everyone wants to be your girlfriend?
That not everyone loves you,
And most of all,
There's a difference between
****** relationships,
Friends,
And Family?

Hurry,
inhale,
drink the alcohol
that flows through the tributaries,
before it is all gone,
and tell me all your sorrows.

Finish your drink,
wipe the mascara rivers away,
the ponds of tears,
the streams of lipstick smudged all around,
then let us float away
to a land of drunken, broken dreams,
and hopes never to be fulfilled.

We'll bellow with crazed laughter,
cry with smiles of the ******* up,
tell each other we are okay,
when we are shattering into pieces of
broken melodies-
hugs exchanged, sloppy kisses too,
but by tomorrow,
we have floated off,
out of unfulfilled days,
and back into reality.

You were too good to be true.
I realize that now,
and I wish that I never met you
'cause then baby,
I wouldn't be so use to kindred words,
beautiful eyes,
somber smiles,
and tearful goodbyes.

I wouldn't miss your smile,
that silly smirk you used to tease me with,
the tickles,
the gasps,
the sloppy, desperate kisses.

But,
I put my heart out on its own palisade,
paraded it down empty halls,
and left it alone to fight a war it would surely lose,
with yours.

I fangirl (too much) over
-cute guys (my god them hormones though >~<) (and mainly kiyuki cx)
-awesome anime/manga
-kawaii fluff
-books
-most stuff XD

My eyes are wide open,
But I'm off in wonderland,
Dreaming of a prince
To rescue me from the pits of hell,
To take me away.

A whisper,
A scowl,
Howls of laughter.

"Creep? Are you paying attention in class? Please answer number 5."
"Well, Mr. Wolov. Number 5 doesn't really matter, does it? In the end, it won't help me at all, I will forget it and it won't help me in life at all. What will help are these senseless dreams I put myself in, they nurture ruptured hearts, pick together murdered minds, remind me how to be sane. Oh and the answer to number 5 is that President Lincoln's Emancipation Proclamation did free slaves, and allowed for contrabands to join the Union."

-silence-

"What?"
"Um. Thank you, Creep...? Number 6, Dani."

Haha well okay, so I have this thing for fairy tales, and I love reading them. Sooooooooo cause I'm selfish ;) I want you guys to write a fairy tale. It can be based on something real or fake, but this is open to all interpretations, from old fairy tale cliches and writing styles, to a more modern take on it. Prose is good, but poetry is okay as well ^^ Tag it as #fairytalechallenge. Feel free to message me with questions, and to have fun with it, there are no boundaries!
Good luck and have fun! :D

Sometimes I feel like
Everything and everyone
Around me is dying slowly,
Dropping dead
Like planes flying too high,
And dropping down,
Bombed.

Strong
Is the way you
Crawl through life's
barbed wires,
***** traps,
And barricades
And coming out still standing up after everything,
Still going.

Strong is withstanding
The harshest sand wind,
Letting the grains smother you,
Try to take you down,
But you still stand.

Strong is fighting for what is right,
Being able to know when you need to step in,
Realizing one's mistakes,
Fixing.

You cheated me out of living.

I think I'm just a little bit
addicted
To playing the superhero.

But everyone breaks,
Even superheroes,
So I wonder,
Who will be mine?

Mister, mister,
Come a little closer...
Let me melt away your worries,
Carry you higher,
Remind you what hapiness is,

No false hopes,
No more lies,
The end of the ******* she gives you.

Let me detoxify the poison
She injected into you,
Cure all your sicknesses,
Scare away your demons with mine.

All I ask,
Is for you to let me in when I knock on your door.

In biology today,
We learned that a lysosome
Digests old wornout organelles,
And once it becomes too full,
It will burst,
And its digestive enzymes
Will destroy the cell.

I wonder if the heart will do the same,
Take in
all the lonelys,
all the misfits,
all the hurting,
Take it all in,
Until it bursts and destroys you.

Strangers on the Internet exchanging texts
Surfing different sites every night
What were the chances we'd be sharing love
Before the night was through

Something in your questions were so inviting
Something in your emojis were so exciting
Something in my heart told me I must have you

Strangers on the internet, two lonely people
We were strangers on the internet,
Up to the moment when I sent the first message

Little did we know
Love was just a text away
A warm embracing chat away

And ever since that night we've been together
Lovers at first text, in love forever
It turned out so right for strangers on the internet

Love was just a text away
A warm embracing chat away

Ever since that night we've been together
Lovers at first text, in love forever
It turned out so right for strangers on the internet

Scrape... scrape...
What little bit of sanity I had left
After everyone took most of it away,
It is ridden with thoughts of you,
Captured,
Enraptured by
*YOU.

Spinning,
Spinning,
Topsy turvy,
Curly,
Whoopsies.

Falling,
Falling,
Falling,
To the bottom
We go.

In ruins,
We cherish,
In tears,
We rush,
In murders,
We trust.

Bitten once,
Stabbed twice,
Crying still,
You call me thrice.

Curse the horrifying heavens
That braise us and raise us
For we have sinned
And truly need help.

Wisdom says that your thoughts shall grow,
But who said wisdom is the one to trust?
Don't listen to nonsense,
Failure is the best remedy, child.

Restricted claustrophobic sociopaths,
Beckoning upon the naïve,
But with arrival,
Flourishes of blooming impending death.

Sometimes I can't tell
If I fell for you,
Or fell for the thought
Of you falling for me.

Was I really worth it?
All the drama,
All the tears?

Cause you seem genuinely happy
Now that you have let me go.

A Friend?
Just A Friend?
But... but... there are so many that I all care so dearly about... -sigh- fine, I'll do it for someone that I care about and always write about anyways... :P Plus, I don't think he can ever get enough poetry written about him. ^^ yay for acrostics!

Kind-hearted to the core.
Independent.
Young, yet so wise in mind...
Underestimated.
Kawaii!
Irrisistable.

In­timidating when he wants to be.
Strong.
Helpful to everyone.
Incredibly caring.
Dangerous bad boy only when it's just.
Asshole? I think not. More like Angel.

Angel chained to the Earth,
beaten down,
locked in the basement,
kept down there to suffer.

You have been away from the sun for too long,
my dear.
It it time to spread and stretch those wings again,
let the warmth radiate on your face,
to leave the hatred you grew in
like fungus in the dark.

Take your hand in mine,
and I'll lead you to the light again,
where you can join the others,
and fulfill angel dreams.

I'll be waiting.

You only ever used me.
But I'm done being used.

You're the perfect love song,
Beauty, ****, and kindness.

You're the perfect lullaby,
Caring, supporting, dreamy.

You're the perfect scar,
Searing, remembering, there.

You're the perfect home,
Warm, cozy, loving.

You're the perfect you.

You are my moon.
The the brightest thing in my darken skies...
I'll always stare up at you in wonder,
Questioning,
Do you see me too?
Why do you stay there when I don't deserve you at all?

Yet you help me through sleepless nights.
You guide me to answers,
You're my companion as I whisper secrets to you late at night.
You're the only one I love...
The one I love the most.

Thank you.
Thank you for bearing with my silly childness,
Thank you for hearing my idiotic words,
Thank you for not judging.
Thank you for letting me fall in love with you and not break my heart.

Suicide just makes things worse...
So please don't go...
Stay.

I hope you failed and I'm not too late.

I'm sorry I wasn't there for you,
But that doesn't mean you should go.
Don't leave me,
Us.
I'm sorry I'm not enough of a reason
For you to stay
Or even say goodbye to,
But I promise,
If you stay I'll try to mend this relationship,
Work things out with all those you mistakenly hurt.

Just don't leave...

You took me away,
Danced with me all night,
Gave me blisters on my feet.
I didn't realize they were there
Until we stopped,
An morning came.

It was then, out of the darkness,
That I saw what you did to me.

Once upon a time,
there was a prince,
the prince of all the VASHs,
aka Vampire Angel Super Humans.
He lived amongst them,
cherished by all his subjects.

He had everything but what he needed,
he had the good looks,
the "L" skills,
the girls,
the money.

What he longed for was
his parents to help guide him through the wonders of the world,
a girl to treasure and be by his side.

But his parents were gone,
and no girl had a heart as golden as his.

One day, as he trekked through the swamplands with his trusty horse,
he came across a peculiar little girl.
She wasn't much to look,
dark hair, large brown eyes, button nose.
He walked up to her and asked,
"Hello, miss. Might I ask what you are doing here on this splendid day?"
"SHHH!!!"
He stared at this bizarre, short thing and listened.
All he heard were the wings of the dragonflies,
the fluttering, haggard breaths from the girl,
the chirping of the cicadas.

She collapsed.

"Milady!" he caught her in a french dip, right before she fell into the mud.
He carried her over to his mighty stead and carried her home to his castle. There, he brought her to the infirmary and stayed there as the doctors tended to her. Luckily, she had just fainted. What a peculiar thing.

She gasped, and sat upright, looking around.
"Where am I?" she whispered, and turned to the prince, wide eyed.
She fainted again. The prince shook her, calling desperately, "Milady! Milady!" and finally she woke up.

She shook her head and ran out the door.
He caught up with her down the hallway, she wasn't a very good runner.
He cornered her, and leaned in to ask her, unintentionally very sexily,
"Are you okay...? Why did you faint?"

She just looked away, terrified, her eyes round, her face painted red with blush.
"I... I... saw you and was... astounded that you, the prince, was talking to me, and that you were so... dashing..." she stuttered under her breath, and looked up, straight into his cerulean eyes.
He blushed, a bloom of crimson sprinting across his face.
She looked away.

They remained in that awkward position of him with his arms cornering her to the wall, she trying to meld into the wall, for a couple more moments, until the young flabbergasted prince realized what he was doing and let go.
She scurried away and the prince shook his head.

What was he thinking, getting mesmerized by her?
He didn't even know her.
But yet...his heart pounded.
Or rather what was supposed to be his heart.

He walked to his bedroom, locked the door,
and went to sleep dreaming of Ms. Peculiar.

The next day he awoke,
showered,
the girl still running through his mind,
and went to breakfast.
As he sat down,
a servant asked him,
"What would you like to drink this lovely morning, your majesty?"
He looked up, startled, to see the girl he was thinking about all night standing before him, in the traditional ****** maid outfit, blushing, hiding behind her hair, looking at her shoes.
"I would like some orange juice, and some of you please." he replied, realized what he said, abruptly stood up, and walked out of the dining hall.
She stood there, in shock and turned slowly back to the kitchen.

The next meal,
he walked into the dining hall again as if nothing happened.
"What would you like to have to drink for lunch today, your majesty?"
The girl. She was still here.
"Water. Just water. And, I would like to talk to you after lunch, if you would mind."
She was startled, but she nodded and walked away.

After lunch, he fetched her and brought her outside the dining hall.
"Miss, what is your name?"
"Alice, your majesty."
"Alice, would you like to accompany on my adventures? And please, do just call me Cole."
"As you wish, your majesty."
"But do you wish to accompany me? Please, it's Cole."
"I do. Thank you, Co... Cole." she bows deeply, waiting to be dismissed.
"Do you like nature?" She looks up, startled.
"I do, very much."
"I remember you staring at the cattails yesterday. I hope you do forgive me for startling you yesterday."
"No problem, Cole. I shall see you tomorrow?"
"Certainly, I will find you." She scurries away, and unknowingly to him, her heart is pounding, and as she rounds the corners, she presses against the wall, trying to stop blushing, to stop smiling and the drumming in her chest. She peeks around the corner to see him looking longingly back in her direction. They make eye contact, and she quickly hides. He blushes and walks briskly away before he can do something else to embarrass himself even further.

The next day, he jumps out of bed,
Refreshed and awaken by the thought of
Her.
He eagerly gulps up a quick, hearty breakfast and finds Alice with a call of a servant.

"Shall we leave mademoiselle?" He bows and kisses her hand. She blushes, nods quickly, and they walk side by side out of the castle and into the woods, both on horse. She trots slowly behind him, taking in the scenery as he takes in her, her practical clothing,  tough leather boots, tied hair.
"What are you looking at?" She self conciously looks down at her frayed old clothing.
"I'm just looking at the beauty in front of me."
She looks up, startled. He looks ahead and continues down. For the rest of the day, the two talk, about aimless things at first, but soon began to open up to each other.

She longed for him, but he was a prince, it was forbidden.
He longed for her, but she was a maid, it was forbidden.

By the end of the day, both knew each other very well, like old friends, but both yearned to learn even more. Both were shy.
Days like this continued for months on end,
They never ran out of things to talk about, things were so easy between them.

Then one day,
The prince made a picnic.
It was basic, just ordinary peasant food,
Layed out on a blanket
In the magical meadow they discovered not too long ago.

They sat down to eat,
Them afterwards,
Layed on their backs in the grass,
Watching the clouds pass overhead.
When they got up,
There were little shards of grass in her hair
And he laughed.
She looked around,
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, you just look really cute with all that grass in your hair. Here, let me help you out with that..." he brushed the grass out of hair and tucked her soft hair behind her ear. He slowly brought his hand from her ear to her chin, followning her jawline, gently, delicately cupping her chin, bringing her face closer to his, brushing his lips on hers, ever so faintly.
He opened his eyes, looked at her.
She stared back at him, smiled a little bit,
Surprised them both by leaning in to kiss him full on,
just a bit more passionately,
and he felt the playful smile he had come to love play across her lips.
They melted into each other,
And for a couple more hours,
They lay side by side, hands entwined,
Looking at stars, quietly taking in each others love.
It was a nice kind of quiet.

When it was time to leave, they kissed sweetly goodnight
Both wanting to be with each other,
Both waiting for time to pass so they could be together again.

And time did pass.
Maybe not quick enough,
But it passed.

At court, everyone argued,
Saying a prince should never be with a maid!
But his mind was made and there was nothing anyone could do to change it.
He didn't try to change her,
Nor did she try to change him.
After a month of trying in vain,
Everyone gave up, and let the two lovers be in peace.

After a year of
Loving each other,
Always being there,
Cole took her to the same meadow again,
The very meadow they kissed for the first time in.
The same day,
The same picnic.
But this time,
Once they got up,
He brushed away all the grass from her hair,
And got down on one knee.

"Alice. We have spent the last year together, and I actually lived for once. I have never felt so alive until now, nor have I ever felt so much in love with a girl as I have with you. From the moment I saw you in the swamp, I knew you were something special. I loved you then, and I love you more still today. I don't think I'd ever be happy without you in my life... so I want you to make me the happiest man alive, and be here with me on all the journey life brings, I want you to be with me always, so I can always protect you and cherish you. I love you. Will... will you marry me?"
Before he was even able to withdraw a ring, she kissed him fiercely.
"Of course I will, you dummy!"

And they lived happily ever after.
The end.

I don't think I'll ever be able to get over you,
So I hope that you won't ever break me.

1) Think about him more often, how much he loves you, how much he makes you feel worth it, his kind words.

2) Remind yourself that there are people who need you in this world. People who would do anything for you, and that you would do anything for them. Remember that you are loved by many.

3) Smile more, at the little pleasantries in life, being able to sleep in late, waking up to see his smiling face, having the best breakfast ever, not tripping over yourself when walking out the door.

4) Remember the times you made someone else happy, remember what happiness feels like. How you made her smile even with a broken heart. How you made him laugh with a simple gesture.

5) Count to ten, erase the worries, put your best self forward. Put aside yourself, focus on others. When you do, you will make them feel better, ultimately helping yourself be happy.

6) Be in the company of people who you care about and care about you. They will always be worth it, they are the ones that matter.

7) Be yourself. Stop worrying about what others think, and worry about what you think. Do you like the shirt? Do you like the way you treated him? Be honest with yourself. ***** what society thinks.

8) Do the things you like to do. You control the day, you control how you feel, you control your actions. So do things that make you happy.

9) YOU control how you feel, not others. Make sure you're happy. Breakup? Tell yourself, no. (S)he was an *******. Bad work day? Remind yourself of what went well, and that things always get better.

10) Finally, remember, that YOU matter. Let yourself go. Live a little more, enough to scare death away. You need some "me" time, you deserve it.

We're all secret drummers,
we all have drums in our chests,
we're all drummers at *heart.

You finally got past my defenses,
all the fences I put up,
but I refuse to let you keep going.

You surge forwards, shoving me aside,
and you entered the chamber of my heart.

Now you're stuck inside,
no way out.
I warned you.
Guess you're stuck there now.
You'll have to deal with my incompetence.

I have determined that I will stop being so selfish,
stop writing depressing poetry on myself,
stop worrying others,

and start thinking about you.

Don't worry about me,
I'm a waste of brain cells and don't deserve to be thought about anyways.
I need you to stop caring about me.

I need to wallow in
pain, agony, loneliness, tears.

Please, just shove me into a vat full of that.
I'll float, don't worry,
but I need some of that to
stop feeling so out of place,
and when I'm ready,
I'll come out.

Please understand.
Please don't be hurt.
But I love you.

It's scary for me,
this is all new.
I might ***** up,
No, I will ***** up.
But bear with me,
as I try to see my way through the dark.
I promise I'll make it worthwhile.

I'm sorry I'm not worth it.
I thought...
I hoped this would be a fairy tale.

You, the prince. Everyone loves you.
Me, the peasant girl who has always loved you from afar.
One day, my fairy godmother takes me to the ball,
And we dance the night away,
Me falling deeper for you,
You loving me...
A wondurous dream,
The prince falls for the peasant.

But I guess not all fairy tales end with a happily ever after...
And it was all just too fantastical, too good to be true...
Just know that it may have never been real,
It may have just been a story,
But I still love you.

Trying to reach you,
But you are too far away...
How do I say I love you when you are
Thousands of miles away?
How do I truly express my love for you
Without it being warped by the screened words?

You know what would be great?
If you're name was Bob Schneider. Or something like that.
Then you're initials would be b.s.
cause that's exactly what you are.

You told me you love me.
But as with all things,
once an item is used to much, the item
*loses its significance.

You changed my whole world.
For the better, or for the worse, I can't tell.

I want to write your words on my skin
So that they can be fully absorbed
And with me forever.

Take a moment...
and just listen.





now here's a challenge (that you can do if you'd like):
write about what you hear. post it and tag it as ##whatihear. this is open to interpretations. comment below if you made on and i'll check it out ^^

"Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"No. But you should know enough about me to know what's bothering me."