The thoughts of you
Like a drop in the Ocean
I am one speck in your eye
Living one life of Devotion
Is all I can understand tonight
My mind is like a dense black mass
Compared to you thoughts
You would shatter my mind
Into unmeasurable pieces
If I could peer inside your's
But i never would...
I love being captived by your wonder
Like a flower about to bloom
There is just something about you...
To be lost in you presence
Like an unqenchable hunger
My thoughts are your forever...
If you and me had all the time
I'd never want to waste a moment
Time together is never quiet enough
I can never be able to be satisfied by you
When we are not together what am I thinking of
I could never stop this feeling I have
Deep down I cannot refute this feeling
To never stop knowing you
I will spend all eternity
unraveling your mysteries..
Blood ,Sweat, Tears
Arm in pain life in danger
Crack! Another shot at your shield
Fall to one knee and scream
Look up and railed across the face
Smack! Face slams into the battlefield
Dirt is the dish of the day
Blood runs into your eyes you can hardly see
Mind races for some concrete thought
Why where you here?
Why where you living?
His foot on your face pushing you down
Then you remember Generation
Suddenly strength and power rises
And you are on you feet staring Him in the face
You stab, the sound of flesh ripping echoes
You pull you sword out, drenched in tainted blood
He screams you have dealt Him a fatal blow
Little Rich Girl by WeightGainersUnite, literature
Literature
Little Rich Girl
I was always chubby and wide. I am a high school student on summer vacation, and Im very chubby and very rich. My mom owns a very popular candy company and she and I live in a giant mansion and my mom is like my best friend.
I know that Im very rich and all, so youd expect me to be some snob, but Im actually the nicest chubby girl youd ever meet. Okay, I admit it, Im chubby, theres no way Im going to hide that fact either.
I was having my friend Carol over, and shes very skinny (not well fed). We were in my bedroom, and painting each others nails. Now, Carol is my second best frien
Current Residence: Missouri deviantWEAR sizing preference: small Favourite genre of music: Sreamotronic Favourite photographer: Brittany Favourite style of art: Digital Operating System: Linux MP3 player of choice: Sansa Sandisk Wallpaper of choice: my own creations Favourite cartoon character: Anime Personal Quote: The Battle is Daily...the War is eternal
So i am at work.....
and I realized
I AM REALLY HYPER
I don't know why....
But I am =D
So weather = AMAZING
Mood = Fantastic
and the song i am listening to
Grave-digging by Classic Crime
So I have come to one of those points again. I getting even harder and harder to wake up. The days seem to drag along like a barely hitched trailer and I am just along for the ride. Ever felt like you where surrounded with people that you will never be like? That is how I felt last night a little. Then realized that none of these people deserved what they where going to put on there finger. I was like salvation, it was a free gift that we could never own. Each time that I look at it I do not get some huge ego boost because I have it. I am humbled that I even get the privileged to touch it. Not that I am worshiping the ring I am honored to be