// You know what annoys me? Seeing Fanarts of Cheshire listed as 'original' and it's a girl... Cheshire is a man, listen to his voice. //
on January 14, 2015
Guy: Hey babe, I'm sorry but I think we should break up.
Girl: Why?
Guy: Because I hate walking around with a girl who had scars and cuts all over her arms and legs. Then having all the people stare at me because I'm with her. That's just so stressful for me.
Girl: Do you still think I'm beautiful..?
Guy: I never did. I lied because I felt bad for you.
The girl simply whispered "I'm sorry" before running away in tears. She took a gun to her head that night. A week later that guy See More hung himself out of guilt.
Like this if you believe this is messed up. Repost if you'd NEVER do this to anyone. People who self harm have a reason behind it, and you may be the only person that keeps them motivated to hold on ♥
~Reposted~
Girl: Why?
Guy: Because I hate walking around with a girl who had scars and cuts all over her arms and legs. Then having all the people stare at me because I'm with her. That's just so stressful for me.
Girl: Do you still think I'm beautiful..?
Guy: I never did. I lied because I felt bad for you.
The girl simply whispered "I'm sorry" before running away in tears. She took a gun to her head that night. A week later that guy See More hung himself out of guilt.
Like this if you believe this is messed up. Repost if you'd NEVER do this to anyone. People who self harm have a reason behind it, and you may be the only person that keeps them motivated to hold on ♥
~Reposted~
on January 14, 2015
BWAHAHAHAHA!!! I can't stop laughing now. Shhh-- *Pets* You dork, now I seen the post you was talking about--.
Oh shut your mouth kid, I am me and that is normal. If I was bad then I don't know what good is. Because if being bad was this good then I'll just be bad and never change, is that where you get a logical mind of a psycho because I might be one then.
on January 21, 2015
on January 14, 2015
on January 12, 2015
Hey
on January 11, 2015
LuciferCroce added a new chapter to Long Live The Family (Mafia AU)
On the Air With the News
The typical music of then news chimed and the American appeared, "Hello world and I am Alfred Jones. I am here on the account of another terrorist attack. The investigators still have no idea who the killer may be." America then looked over and walks to England, holding the mic up a bit as he spoke up some. "Sir, we all know you're one of the best investigators, do you believe you can capture this lunatic?" The Brit then cleared his voice a bit and looks serious, "Well, so far we don't have a...
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on January 09, 2015
REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR~
PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I admire you.
YELLOW: I wish we were friends in real life.
RED: I love you with a burning passion.
GREY: I wish we talk more and being friends...
TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we met.
PINK: I like you- you're one of my besties!!! See More
TEAL: We have a lot in common.
BLUE: You are my crush. ❤
ORANGE: I don’t like you. At all.
WHITE: MARRY ME PLEASE.
GREEN: I think you’re cute.
CORAL: I think you’re beautiful
BLACK: I would date you.
BROWN: I don’t like you.
PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I admire you.
YELLOW: I wish we were friends in real life.
RED: I love you with a burning passion.
GREY: I wish we talk more and being friends...
TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we met.
PINK: I like you- you're one of my besties!!! See More
TEAL: We have a lot in common.
BLUE: You are my crush. ❤
ORANGE: I don’t like you. At all.
WHITE: MARRY ME PLEASE.
GREEN: I think you’re cute.
CORAL: I think you’re beautiful
BLACK: I would date you.
BROWN: I don’t like you.
on January 09, 2015
The Reverend Inezia bent his head, in silent prayer, as it seemed, and then came forward.
"Luciano Vargas," said he, leaning over the balcony and looking down steadfastly into her eyes, "thou hearest what this good man says, and seest the accountability under which I labour. If thou feelest it to be for thy soul's peace, and that thy earthly punishment will thereby be made more effectual to salvation, I charge thee to speak out the name of thy fellow-sinner and fellow-sufferer! See More Be not silent from any mistaken pity and tenderness for him; for, believe me, Hester, though he were to step down from a high place, and stand there beside thee, on thy pedestal of shame, yet better were it so than to hide a guilty heart through life. What can thy silence do for him, except it tempt him—yea, compel him, as it were—to add hypocrisy to sin? Heaven hath granted thee an open ignominy, that thereby thou mayest work out an open triumph over the evil within thee and the sorrow without. Take heed how thou deniest to him—who, perchance, hath not the courage to grasp it for himself—the bitter, but wholesome, cup that is now presented to thy lips!"
The young pastor's voice was tremulously sweet, rich, deep, and broken. The feeling that it so evidently manifested, rather than the direct purport of the words, caused it to vibrate within all hearts, and brought the listeners into one accord of sympathy. Even the poor baby at Luciano's bosom was affected by the same influence, for it directed its hitherto vacant gaze towards Inezia, and held up his little arms with a half-pleased, half-plaintive murmur. So powerful seemed the minister's appeal that the people could not believe but that Luciano Vargas would speak out the guilty name, or else that the guilty one himself in whatever high or lowly place he stood, would be drawn forth by an inward and inevitable necessity, and compelled to ascend the scaffold.
Luciano shook her head.
"Man, transgress not beyond the limits of Heaven's mercy!" cried the Reverend Lovino, more harshly than before. "That little baby hath been gifted with a voice, to second and confirm the counsel which thou hast heard. Speak out the name! That, and thy repentance, may avail to take the scarlet letter off thy breast."
// To understand this, you would have to RP with most my AUs and OCs. 2p!Angel!Italy AU (Luciano Vargas), Venice OC (Inezia), Japan and 2p!Italy's kid (Known as Yuko). *NOTICE* 2p!Angel!Italy can change his gender when ever he wants, Angels have no real gender so he can change to bare a baby. //
"Luciano Vargas," said he, leaning over the balcony and looking down steadfastly into her eyes, "thou hearest what this good man says, and seest the accountability under which I labour. If thou feelest it to be for thy soul's peace, and that thy earthly punishment will thereby be made more effectual to salvation, I charge thee to speak out the name of thy fellow-sinner and fellow-sufferer! See More Be not silent from any mistaken pity and tenderness for him; for, believe me, Hester, though he were to step down from a high place, and stand there beside thee, on thy pedestal of shame, yet better were it so than to hide a guilty heart through life. What can thy silence do for him, except it tempt him—yea, compel him, as it were—to add hypocrisy to sin? Heaven hath granted thee an open ignominy, that thereby thou mayest work out an open triumph over the evil within thee and the sorrow without. Take heed how thou deniest to him—who, perchance, hath not the courage to grasp it for himself—the bitter, but wholesome, cup that is now presented to thy lips!"
The young pastor's voice was tremulously sweet, rich, deep, and broken. The feeling that it so evidently manifested, rather than the direct purport of the words, caused it to vibrate within all hearts, and brought the listeners into one accord of sympathy. Even the poor baby at Luciano's bosom was affected by the same influence, for it directed its hitherto vacant gaze towards Inezia, and held up his little arms with a half-pleased, half-plaintive murmur. So powerful seemed the minister's appeal that the people could not believe but that Luciano Vargas would speak out the guilty name, or else that the guilty one himself in whatever high or lowly place he stood, would be drawn forth by an inward and inevitable necessity, and compelled to ascend the scaffold.
Luciano shook her head.
"Man, transgress not beyond the limits of Heaven's mercy!" cried the Reverend Lovino, more harshly than before. "That little baby hath been gifted with a voice, to second and confirm the counsel which thou hast heard. Speak out the name! That, and thy repentance, may avail to take the scarlet letter off thy breast."
// To understand this, you would have to RP with most my AUs and OCs. 2p!Angel!Italy AU (Luciano Vargas), Venice OC (Inezia), Japan and 2p!Italy's kid (Known as Yuko). *NOTICE* 2p!Angel!Italy can change his gender when ever he wants, Angels have no real gender so he can change to bare a baby. //
on January 07, 2015
... You don't get me at all. You can't appreciate a man's work. You're abnormal. You've fussed so much with these fool novels and books and all this highbrow junk----You like to argue!" It ended, a quarter of an hour later, in his calling her a "neurotic" before he turned away and pretended to sleep. For the first time they had failed to make peace. "There are two races of people, only two, and they live side by side. His calls mine 'neurotic'; mine calls his 'stupid.' We'll never See More understand each other, never; and it's madness for us to debate--to lie together in a hot bed in a creepy room--enemies, yoked."
on January 06, 2015
In the course of the day, Inezia was working near the Jewish woman who had been bought in the same lot with himself. She was evidently in a condition of great suffering, and Inezia often heard her praying, as she wavered and trembled, and seemed about to fall down. Inezia silently as he came near to her, transferred several handfuls of cotton from his own sack to hers. "O, don't, don't!" said the woman, looking surprised; "it'll get you into trouble." Just then Ludwig came up. See More He seemed to have a special spite against this woman; and, flourishing his whip, said, in brutal, guttural tones, "Vhat is this? Jou're fooling around with kinder" and, with the word, kicking the woman with his heavy cowhide shoe, he struck Inezia across the face with his whip. Inezia silently resumed his task; but the woman, before at the last point of exhaustion, fainted. "I'll bring her to!" said Gilbert, with a brutal grin. "I'll give her something better than campfire!" and, taking a pin from his coat-sleeve, he buried it to the head in her flesh.
on January 06, 2015
My first master's name was Ludwig. I do not remember his last name. He was generally called Captain Ludwig—a title which, I presume, he acquired by helping lead the Nazi army. He was not considered a rich slaveholder. He owned two or three farms, and about thirty slaves. His farms and slaves were under the care of an overseer. The overseer's name was Gilbert. Mr. Gilbert was a miserable drunkard, a profane swearer, and a savage monster. He always went armed with a cowskin and See More a heavy cudgel. I have known him to cut and slash the women's heads so horribly, that even master would be enraged at his cruelty, and would threaten to whip him if he did not mind himself. Master, however, was not a humane slaveholder. It required extraordinary barbarity on the part of an overseer to affect him. He was a cruel man, hardened by a long life of slaveholding. He would at times seem to take great pleasure in whipping a slave. I have often been awakened at the dawn of day by the most heart-rending shrieks of an own Jewish friend of mine, whom he used to tie up to a joist, and whip upon her naked back till she was literally covered with blood. No words, no tears, no prayers, from his gory victim, seemed to move his iron heart from its bloody purpose. The louder she screamed, the harder he whipped; and where the blood ran fastest, there he whipped longest. He would whip her to make her scream, and whip her to make her hush; and not until overcome by fatigue, would he cease to swing the blood-clotted cowskin. I remember the first time I ever witnessed this horrible exhibition. I was quite a child, but I well remember it. I never shall forget it whilst I remember any thing. It was the first of a long series of such outrages, of which I was doomed to be a witness and a participant. It struck me with awful force. It was the blood-stained gate, the entrance to the hell of slavery, through which I was about to pass. It was a most terrible spectacle. I wish I could commit to paper the feelings with which I beheld it.
on January 06, 2015
on December 26, 2014
// Oh my God, I went to look at my poll for writing mini stories randomly and I died laughing- Someone voted no. XD //
on December 17, 2014
// Would anyone believe me if I said I had a legit Hetalia OC representing the Bermuda Triangle after all? Bermuda is a transgender because well, you never know what happens there so the gender remains unknown. I have set that the lower half is male and the upper half is like a girls. Also they just go by either Bermu or Uda, depends on the mood they're in. //
on December 17, 2014
Marukaite chikyuu.
Marukaite chikyuu.
Marukaite chikyuu.
Boku Venezia.~
Marukaite chikyuu.
Jitto mite chikyuu.
Hyotto shite chikyuu. See More
Boku Venezia.~
Marukaite chikyuu.
Marukaite chikyuu.
Boku Venezia.~
Marukaite chikyuu.
Jitto mite chikyuu.
Hyotto shite chikyuu. See More
Boku Venezia.~
on December 16, 2014
How does one get an orgasm by brushing their teeth...?
I do not understand... How does it happen? *Staring at a toothbrush*
I do not understand... How does it happen? *Staring at a toothbrush*
on December 16, 2014
Is Five Nights At Freddy's a PC game too or just for the phones..?
I didn't car much for it but her sister RPs as the Purple Guy so I'm just curios on it all.
on December 08, 2014
on December 08, 2014
My girlfriend's sister likes it and so do a lot of my friends so I want to try it. Plus it says it's scary so I want to see if it will scare me.
on December 08, 2014
on December 08, 2014
Football is about the only sports men can free willingly smack each other's asses.~ <3
on December 05, 2014