Where'd the Beauty Go? by Devynisawsome, literature
Literature
Where'd the Beauty Go?
I live in a beautiful world. Lush, green, trees and flowers, fruits and animals. And I don't know how I got here. Last thing I remember is I was in my home, looking at the computer screen. Next I know, I'm here. There are a lot of different creatures here, too. Some are green, some are pink. There are also lots of other people. Lots look the same, but the rest all look so unique, it's amazing. There are beautiful homes, amazing buildings, and then there's my home. A four-by-four shack built into the face of a mountain.
How did I get here?
What am I meant to do here?
I don't know So, I'll start digging. I'll start building. I'll start
The Sufferer is My Ancestor by Devynisawsome, literature
Literature
The Sufferer is My Ancestor
They called him the what was it? "Signless," that's right. That's a lie. His shackles, the painful burning metal cuffs on his wrists. THAT was his sign. I've heard someone else call him the "Sufferer." That sounds more appropriate. Personally, I call him Jegus. He saved our race from where we were headed. Down a lowly road filled with despair and death. My friends and I live in the world he made, a world where blood classes have no place, even though some of us still believe they should be in order [looking at you, Equius.] like they had been. I don't give a flying fucking wriggler, myself, though. All I fucking care about is keeping my
I've never felt alone until I met you. I've never felt unhapy until I knew you. I never felt anything in my heart as much as for you. Why don't you tell me what I know you think, Dear. Tell me the truth. Stop with your lies, because I believe every word that comes out of your mouth.
I never felt alone, until you left. I never felt depressed when I talked to you. Your blue eyes always kept my mind reeling. But...all you made me do was...start feeling. I wish I was just a Nobody again...
When All Goes Wrong…Choose Love
Hi, I'm Maxine Riley. Nice to meet you. I am here to tell you a story…not just any ol' story…one full of love, drama…and a little bit of making out. It all started a "long" time ago…I was talking to one of my best friends ever, Natalie Roze. And there was this boy, Thomas Dolmantry, who I liked two years before…I knew him…we just never talked.
The only reason for that was, well, because I thought he thought I was a complete and total freak, so it was a "she-said he-said" kinda thing. Even though we where friends…we still never talked. Finally we started to talk…on Yahoo! Instant Messenger. We talked a lot.
I got on the computer, happy as an Angel. Tom was talking to Minami and Tammy. "Hey, Minami-san!!" I said while having Tammy tell me everything Tom was telling her. "Go away." was Minami's reply. "What did I do?" I asked. I honestly did not know. "2 things. 1: you stole my boyfriend. 2: you where making out with a different guy the NEXT DAY!" she was way mad. "Wait, what?" I said confused. "Never mind." she said. I made Josh a yahoo member, gave him his email and password and stuff, and started talking to him on the instant messenger. He was acting like a total goof, putting a bunch of different colors and stuff, it was so cute. I was saying
I stuck my tongue out again. "if I'm insane…your really sick…and I know your not…so, ooh! Burn!" I joked around, Josh and I joke around like that. "well, I'll burn you later…watch…" he said, smiling. "Josh, as long as you don't really burn me, like with fire, I'll be fine." I coughed, and it hurt my throat. "Max, are you ok?" I coughed again, and shook my head. "I'm fine…I'm fine." my throat hurt really bad. "Josh, could you please go home…? I don't want you getting sick, please?" I tried not to sound sad. "No…I don't care if your sick, I wont catch it easily, trust me…okay?" I sniffed and coughed really bad. "No, Josh. Go home before you get
Max ch. 4___only part...o.o___ by Devynisawsome, literature
Literature
Max ch. 4___only part...o.o___
"what?" he wrote slowly. "Thomas. I choose Thomas. I'm sorry, Josh…I really am…but I didn't think about it till…" I wanted to tell him about the kiss, but decided otherwise. "well, Max…maybe we never should of gone out…right? Maybe we never should of kissed, right? Maybe we never should have been, RIGHT!?" I winced. "Josh…calm down…please?" I heard the phone ring, and I left the computer, Josh still cursing me out. "hello?" I heard a voice on the other end, but it was to quiet to understand what they said. "beg pardon?" I said. "Max…why?" I heard Josh, and my heart lurched forward. "J...Josh...I can explain…please…" I felt those horrible tear
The Sufferer is My Ancestor by Devynisawsome, literature
Literature
The Sufferer is My Ancestor
They called him the what was it? "Signless," that's right. That's a lie. His shackles, the painful burning metal cuffs on his wrists. THAT was his sign. I've heard someone else call him the "Sufferer." That sounds more appropriate. Personally, I call him Jegus. He saved our race from where we were headed. Down a lowly road filled with despair and death. My friends and I live in the world he made, a world where blood classes have no place, even though some of us still believe they should be in order [looking at you, Equius.] like they had been. I don't give a flying fucking wriggler, myself, though. All I fucking care about is keeping my
I'm still fucking alive, motherfuckers. I've been through the gods damned ringer, but I'm still somehow alive. Ten years past my expiration date, but still good
FUCKYOUPHONJEPLACE UUUUUUUUUGH. So, I can't get my phone fixed because I'd need to renew my contract, and I can't renew it because my grandma stopped paying for it, so I pay monthly..;--;