I Wish- I Wish I Could Just Stop Feeling. Cause I Care For You But I Guess You Just Never Felt The Same

I wish- I wish I could just stop feeling. Cause I care for you but I guess you just never felt the same way.... Here I am still hung up on every single word you tell me. Each look that comes my way. The sight of you makes me feel everything all over again.... No matter how much I want it to stop.

Thoughts from a Gemini girl that writes

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7 years ago
Which Of The Kids From Stephen King's It Are You?
Which of the kids from the 1990 miniseries (and book) "It" (by Stephen King) are you? Options include: Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Beverly Marsh, Mike Hanlon, Bill Denbrough or Ben Hanscom.

I got Richie! Who are you?


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7 years ago

Death’s Little Shadow (Black Butler various x Oc)

Chapter Two-

"Your time is up Miss. What is your answer?" The mysterious man whispered into the young woman's shaking form; watching her tremble with little sympathy in his heart. As she was making her way to reply she was interrupted again. "Hey guys! I'll check over here!" a woman yelled-jogging over to where the couple was, dragging a man with her. The teen looked as if she had seen the undertaker, that she was going to die right then and there. The young woman felt that everything she had done was all in vain, that all the risks she took were for nothing. She looked up towards the man-his eyes screamed trouble-drawing her to him like a deer in headlights; what choice did she have?

"I-I will work for you! I will, I promise, just please save me from those people! I don't want to go back! I can't!" The girl begged, sobbing as she was tired and wanted to just be done with all of this. The mysterious man kissed her on the lips while putting his coat on her, it was then that she had realized the man had stopped pinning her to the wall. 

“With pleasure," the lime-green-eyed man whispered into the young woman's ear, he walked in front of her to talk to the couple blocking their way out of the alleyway.

He made sure that the girl couldn't be seen well before he looked at the poor unfortunate couple; the mysterious man cast a wicked smile at them, a certain gleam in his eyes that the girl couldn't put her finger on.

"May I help you with something? Is it a lovely night to be out no? My betrothed and I were just taking a stroll." The man said in a high-pitched, an eerie tone in his voice as he wrapped his arm around the young woman. At this moment the teen realized what this man was going to do. Is he really going to do that?!?! He'll get himself killed! What is this oaf thinking?!?! The girl thought as she watched the two converse. If he even is able to take these two buffoons, how is he going take the rest?!?!

The woman replied, "Yes, I agree. It truly is a wonderful night to be out but for me and my fellow friends it isn't." "Why is that Miss?" The mysterious man asked as if he was truly clueless about what was going on, still using that weird voice. "We come out here to come look for a child that just recently ran away, a stupid one at that. The little thing just doesn't know how to listen." The woman said, her voice dripping with annoyance as she dragged on, making it seem as if she truly despised the child they were looking for. 

The woman looked towards the girl, trying to see her face. The mysterious man had a hood on his coat and had made sure it was up before the two had came up to them. The woman started to talk again as she walked towards the shivering teen. "Why hasn't your lady spoken at all yet? Is there something wrong? How come she has a man's coat on and the hood is up?"

The poor young woman started to worry, every ounce of her body started to shake, trembling to the point where the head would surely fall off if she looked up-until the mysterious man stepped in front of them. "I apologize for my betrothed being mute. She just doesn't do well with new people seeing as she is terribly shy. She doesn't like to show her face to people because she fears their judgment about her looks. Now, what does this child look like? Maybe we have seen the little thing?"

"Oh! Well, I'm sorry for pressuring you Miss, I'm pretty sure that you look lovely no matter what anyone says. The child is a girl that has waist-long dark brown hair. She has dark brown eyes and has tan skin." The woman raised her right hand to where it was right on top of the girl's head. "And she is this tall. It's been a pain to look for her."

The man that had been with the woman was peering down at the girl, he had a look of suspicion as he studied her. He looked to be 6'5" while the woman seemed to be 5'6". The man had black hair while the woman had light brown hair that started to have hints of gray in it. While the woman looked chubby, the man was buff but lean; they both had pale skin.

Something seemed to click in the man's mind as he leaned down and whispered into the woman's ear. He looked at the girl as he said this and pointed toward her feet. The young woman and the mysterious man looked. There was a pair of shackles and part of chains. The woman looked at the girl and mysterious man with a disgusted look. 

She grabbed the girl by her arm forcefully as she pulled the hood down. They all gasped except for the mysterious man. Well, this man and I are going to die. There is no way he and I are going to be able to fight these two off. I-I'm sorry guys, I didn't want your efforts to go to waste... I failed you guys, I'm sorry...


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7 years ago
‘When We Love God Because We Feel We Should Love Him, Instead Of Genuinely Loving Out Of Our True Selves,

‘When we love God because we feel we should love Him, instead of genuinely loving out of our true selves, we have forgotten who God really is.’ -Francis Chan | See more daily motivational quotes at Jar of Quotes.

7 years ago

Free (A short poem)

Be free,

little one.

So you can see

what’s beyond the horizon.

To actually be free,

hopefully, that day will come.

To just be able to feel the breeze

that is extremely rare for some.

I want to be free.

To break away from these chains

that wear me down and to simply be

one of the ones that stops feeling pain.


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7 years ago

The meaning of life is finding your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.

Annonymous


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7 years ago

Look to the Lord and his strength; seek his face always.

1 Chronicles 16:11


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7 years ago

Him. I remember the first time I had met him. I’m not counting the times I saw him around; I’m talking about the first time I actually talked to him. At that time, I hated him. He would always make me mad. Calling me a bitch and pointing out everything I did. From something I had said or simply walking.

Overtime as me and him got to talk more without anyone else around.... I found out we had tons of things in common. (Which was surprising since we were total opposites. Me being the one that got A’s and B’s and him always getting into fights.) He had made me feel like I didn’t need to try so hard. That if those around me really did care about me then they would accept me and all of my faults.

Thinking back, I remember the time when he had saved me and the time he bought me a drink. We would always walk together after school but one day I had to walk by myself since he had detention. He was really upset that he couldn’t walk with me but I kept telling it was fine. While I was walking by myself there were these two guys that were walking not far behind me. I didn’t really pay attention to them until they had started throwing rocks. At first, they weren’t directed towards me but then some of them started to get larger and near my head. 

I turned around and I saw him. He came running as fast as he could. By the time he came up to me the guys were already gone but he was still worried about me. He had asked me if I was okay and then got mad, saying that he should’ve just came with me. By then I had realized that he got out of detention early. I asked him how he did it and he replied by simply saying he couldn’t go that day, giving me a mischievous smirk as he finished his reply. 

Now, when I said he bought me a drink. I don’t mean alcohol. He bought me tea from a gas station we would walk by every day after school... and every time we would pass the gas station he would always try to buy me something. It would usually end with me buying my own drink or having a water for our walk but... that time was different. I really really wanted something to drink and by the time I was grabbing out my money he paid for my tea right in front of me. I tried paying him back but he just gave it back to me....

I had seen his smile nearly every day for as long as I could remember every time I saw him, but I never realized how different it made me feel. He was a good friend, but I had always looked for something new and something exciting. I wanted something... something more than what this small town could offer. But I was starting to think that just maybe he was one of the things I’d be willing to keep from all the humdrum monotony.

But.... I realized this too late when I found out that I could never see him again...

Special thanks to @promptsforthestrugglingauthor for this cool prompt!

Writing Prompt #256

I had seen his smile nearly every day for as long as I could remember, but I never realized how different it made me feel. He was a good friend, but I had always looked for something new and something exciting. I wanted something something more than what this small town could offer. But I was starting to think that just maybe he was one of the things I’d be willing to keep from all the humdrum monotony.


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7 years ago

Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.

Lemony Snicket (via quotemadness)

7 years ago

Death’s Little Shadow (Black Butler Various x Oc)

Chapter One-

Run. That was the only thought running through her mind at the moment as she ran through the woods. The night sky not giving her any help in trying to find a place to hide. She knew that if she stopped now, they would surely get to her. She would do whatever it took to leave that horrid place, even if it meant death.

 Don't look back. Those words, along with others, repeated at the back of her mind. Blaring like alarms throughout her mind not letting her think of anything else. The teen knew if that she didn't listen it, it would just be the end of her.

 Don't think. She would want to go back for the others; the ones who had risked their lives for her, her family. She would start to feel the pain, physically and emotionally, if she did. Gnawing at her all over, not sparing her any mercy. The teen's eyes widened as she saw a clearing, leading towards the streets of London. Little puffs of air shot out of her mouth as she kept going, trying with all her might not to screw things up.

 Hide. That's all she can do at the moment. No matter how bad she wanted to do otherwise. Go back for the ones that risked their lives, to stop it all; this madness that had spiraled out of control all because of them. She knew she wouldn't be able to keep running for long. She looked around; it was hard to see with only a few street lamps to help.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The teen stopped running as the noise rang through the air without a single protest.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The girl realized as she looked up that she was almost at the heart of London. Where it would be easier to hide until she could go back and finally end it all.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The tower, also known as Big Ben, had it's hands showing that it was midnight. Every single detail of the ancient tower becoming sketched into her mind at that moment.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 She could hear voices coming her way. It was them. The ones that she was running from. The ones that had ruined her life. The ones that started it all.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The young woman started to run although her body protested. She knew even if she cried for help no one would help her. It wouldn't be the first time it's happened.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 She had barely ran a block from where she was standing just moments before when a hand grabbed her; forcing her into an alleyway.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The girl opened her eyes; not realizing when she had closed them. It took every inch of her will to look at who or what had grabbed her. She knew it would either be the beginning of a new journey or the end of her doom.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 She found herself staring back at lime-green eyes that seemed to glow in the dead of night. They were staring at her in a way that made her feel as if they were looking into her soul, trying to find out her deepest, darkest secrets.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 The young woman was trapped in between the mysterious man's arms, her back against a brick wall. Caging her into what would be either the help she needed-no, was dying to get, or the inevitable death that she would be forever running from. The girl's breathing hitched when she heard the voices in a far off distance. Calling her, trying to bring her back. Wanting to draw her towards them just to drag her back to where they came from. The man seemed to realize this too as he smirked at her deviously.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.

 "I would like you to be my new assistant. My previous assistant was by no means fun and went away." The mysterious man whispered into her ear, being too close for her comfort.

 "What?!" She replied, being careful as to not get caught. She didn't really know what to say. I don't even know this guy! He could be a killer for all I know! The  young woman thought as her heart was beating erratically. Not letting her be able to think clearly from how loud it sounded to her. "If you don't tell me your answer by the last strike of the bell I will let those people know you're right here. That wouldn't be much fun now would it?" Every and every word the mysterious man said made the young woman's eyes widened. She needed to be quick about making her decision but it had to be a good one as well. As the girl was having an inner war with herself, she failed to realize that the voices were getting nearer and nearer.

 Anything is better than going back there, she thought. But what happens if  this is worse?! Her mind was spinning. "What will it be?" The man asked, seeming to enjoy the fear radiating off of the poor girl. Anything beats going back to that place. As she opened her mouth to make her decision, she was interrupted by the people that were looking for her.

 DOOOONNNNGGGG.


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