Matt's Solitude Are you working up to something?Matt's Solitude by Ayoskermie
You keep me hopeless to nothing
Would you ever be my , be my fucking girlfriend?
Is that you are so unkind..
You have me on the side and talk to other boys …
Would you ever, would you ever be my fucking girlfriend?
I would sing a melody to you in the sky
I done searched you out
I will close my eyes
When I went to you turned the other side
I’ve got to stop my mind for working over time
It’s driving me insane that you’re not in love with me
Untitled Draft Tori is focused on a change of direction which is not of normalcy altogether nor is it in its entirety. Tori is a basic gambler and that was what that was. It was nothing more because it was not meant to be anything that major in the first place, anyway. Tori was not mean but she was blunt and basically others just had to accept that fact basically. Her tables around her consisted of what was to be of the bar. If they were tables to the beginning they were bar tables that had bar tables. She had won many games before in which to instill that her bar stools would look correctly with the bar tables she had purchased beforehand. Yep, Tori was a remote yet very sound creature when it had come down to the major realization of the inn. Tori was basically the best innkeeper there was and that was always a major fact no matter what. She did have change in direction which was why she had stolen Kermie in the first place. It was very obvious that Kermie was the main reason thUntitled Draft by Ayoskermie
Evil has no Boundaries.Evil have not anything like a woman scorned.Evil has no Boundaries. by Ayoskermie
A woman scorned can hurt anyone these days.
There, now you have all been warned.
Evil has no boundaries because it does whatever it wants.
Evil has no boundaries since it will pick you up and then it is even faster leave you to suffer.
You are always alone in evil and it will always leave you behind.
Evil has no boundaries since it is understandable that is is always fun.
Evil has no boundaries but even then it still has its own set of rules.
Evil is free to be anything you want and then you are left to die.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Obey its rules and you are forever doomed.
Evil is fun so be careful when you play along.
There are evil ways and these each share and hold many consequences for the rest of your days.
You have therefore again been warned.
Be watchful over the actions you commit each day.
Be vigilant over the things you say every day.
Evil has no boundaries but has much a more hidden vengeful reaction to display.
scribbling #33.HELLO CRUEL WORLD !scribbling #33. by Ayoskermie
mY NAME rings bells
I am a self made girl
People may leave you till they need you
People will not be there till they like your work or it was like theirs
Please them and be able to make much progress and become a major star quickly
Stray from the norms and you are considered to be selfish because you had stood up for who and what you were
People do not like "weird" but they try to act like it is okay to embrace it because they pitied you or they felt sorry for you
Who was is it who said that one person could make a difference, though?
If there is no difference then there was no 'cause'...
No 'cause' means we just all walk along looking the same...
If everything is the same then there is no change and it gives rise to uncreativity.
If there is no c
Censorship and the Sleeping BeautyMyths, literature or even sometimes fairy tales are often metaphors to explain things, or to carry messages and lessons, sometimes well ahead of its time. Or sometimes, by accident, later, we can make links that the authors had not envisioned when they first thought about these stories.Censorship and the Sleeping Beauty by TotalBastard
Actually, I think we're giving artists way too much credits when we pour over two to three lines of a poem and give it meanings across two hundred pages. Yeah…. Looking back to something Baudelaire wrote a century ago, we can draw lines between things and figure out links, and then we can walk up and say: Heeeeey! What that century old dead guy meant in his poem is this and that. Right. Problem is that he isn't around anymore to clear off some of the bullshit. Anyways, that's for another debate!
What I want to focus on in this little entry is something I put some thoughts into after reading a post on here http://suptomat.deviantart.com/art/you-meanie-312867861 . Sure, it might be a little old, but the d