Can We All Just Start Over
And Love Eachother For Who We Are
The World Has Enough Hate
So Lets Erase Our Mistakes
WoofieSoftly she whispers
Wake up wake up
Her eyes open slowly as she rubs her paws against her face and yawns gently. Her long ears flick around as the echoes all around her consume her mind. She gets up just to sit back down and close her eyes. The breeze moves her hair against her face and it tickles her nose. Her ears lay back as she quietly cries and moves behind a tree. Her body slides against the bark as it softly strays against the cottony textures of her fur. Her stomach folds up as the smell of old leaves fall from the trees. The breeze moves her again. The fur on her face and tail pushes and pulls against the cold spattered air. She sighs softly and cannot open her soaking eyes.
She slowly lifts her jittering body up to all four. Her legs shake and shiver down to her toes. She curls up her paws for a second sniffling then brings it to her face. She tries to hide her misery from the no ones that are there. Slowly limping into her darkened home she reaches for Wo
LifeWhy is everything gone to me
Why am I dead to everyone else
Why is my heart gone when Im holding it in my hands
For anyone to see anyone to hold
Why did those people let it go
My life is gone already
Ive broken it
Ive done it myself
My life long meaning seems to be sadness
Im here on the earth to be sad for everyone to see
To be the touch and go of people in need
They come and get what they need
They don't see how much I care
Every tear I may shed for them
I am weird
I am abnormal
I don't think like anyone else
And that's why I am rejected?
Originality has ruined me
Being who I am has ruined who I am
I am not allowed to love and be loved
Like some god granted rule that surrounds me to this day
As if when I was young I was happy, no
It started out sad for me
And I realize now that everything I always saw as good hope
Everything I saw as a sign for my life to turn around
Immediately hurt me
I don't understand the emotion of anger
Even though I
Happy One Week My Beautiful SapphireA flower
Oh just hold me baby
Do you love me?
Oh blue, Sapphire blue~
Oh how it felt when I met you.
Oh blue, Sapphire blue~
You let me in, see how our love grew
Let us go
Into the meadows
Open your eyes
Make it glow
Let us go
Into the shadows
Close your eyes
One thing to show
Lets learn way too much about Schuffie! Literature
Figured id type up some stuff about how schuff got here for you guys who dont know
its really more of a long story then prolly most of peoples characters xD
Well originally schuff was a game avatar on a social network thing that i played for around 4 years
i was underaged and had no idea what i was doing
like she could move around and talk and stuff, with other real people who could be animals or people or really whatever you wanted to be
most of the animal stuff was very uncustomized unless you could build yourself
but you had to have special programs and just plain experience
so otherwise you just had to buy one from one of the good builders on there
As of this point she was known as Dianna Ninetails
but most people called me Chloe
I looked like any general Fox, but i was purple, anyone could be purple but i was really rather known for it, cause there was a lot of animals/colors to choose from so people kind of just stayed with the same character
i took on a personality thats
ScaredIm scared of being downstairs at night
Im scared of the shadows
Im scared of the night
Im scared of the light
It shines in the window
Im scared of hatred
Im terrified of fear
It tortures me so
It rings in my ear
Im terrified of the monsters that live under my bed
believe me I'm scared
So just cut off my head
Let me be Near you Baby dollLet me be near you Baby doll
Let me see those heavenly eyes
Let me be your warmth
Let me be your pride
You are beautiful
The most gorgeous thing I have ever seen
More beauty then I could ask for
Or even imagine
Glisten with more beauty as the day shimmers on
Let us make something out of this
Achieve our dreams
Day or night I will always wonder
Will you let me be near you Baby doll?
What do you believe in?Do you believe in God .I do. If you dont believe in God believe in yourself and love. Love can heal many wounds. Do you believe in hell. To me it is a state of mind but evil does exist . Do you believe in heaven. I do. We all shine on like the beautiful stars . The question is what did you do with your life?
Did you make a difference to someone. Money cant buy love but love can move mountains. Do you have faith in anything. Have faith in the power within your heart. Do you have hope? Hope for peace. Hope for a better world. I am a dreamer but I am unique. Think life is short friends . I i will live it each moment every second with awe and love. Love is the most powerful weapon use it with wisdom. Love with a honest heart and courage. Peace brothers and sisters. We are all a human family.
Dear Universe,Can you tell 16 year old me that I'm 20 now and I made it out alive. She won't know what you're talking about, but at least she'll know it's possible.
WeakSatan preys on the weakest of us.
He plagues the minds of the broken.
We who are torn in two
That is who he plunges his fangs into.
I Tried, DammitYou were
the right piece
for an old puzzle
and I broke you
trying to fit you
in a new one.
My knuckles are bleeding
and I'm screaming
at the top of my
but you're hemophobic
and too deaf to hear me.
Sometimes Dead Girls Forget What Stars Look LikeThose nights insomnia catches up to me,
I imagine what the sky must look like and I count the stars
and I think, maybe they don't shine for us.
Maybe their glow is their way of crying "notice me,
I'm important and I can do good."
Perhaps they're searching for meaning in their life,
just the way we use them to search for our home across the ocean
and for a new world
and for something other than dead sea.
Maybe they're afraid of burning out
just like I'm afraid of burning down bridges and friendships
and maybe they think they're not good enough
that they could have been better,
that they could have been a sun or a planet
but they missed their opportunity.
I wonder if the stars live in cliques,
or if those constellations are their family members,
and I wonder if they ever get into fights with their parents
or run away from home
or write about it?
I bet the stars live like us,
but what would I know?
I'm just a dead girl from the grave,
and I haven't seen a star in decades.
Empty ShellI didn’t think much of it when I was little.
I didn’t notice all of the bottles
That littered the counter tops and the coffee tables.
I didn’t notice how you were always so unstable.
I didn’t think it odd for a moment
Because the whole time I’ve been around you’ve been broken.
I haven’t seen you actually happy
And it kills me.
I haven’t smelt your breath without a hint of liquor
Hiding behind it.
You’ve always walked around with a heavier shadow
The darkness sticks to you
It slowly made its way from your shoes
To your insides and ate away at them until you were left hollow.
A hollow shell.
Somewhere on the climb up the mountain you fell.
You broke all of your bones
And couldn’t make it back home.
You never saw what it was like to see from the top of that mountain.
To see that things get better,
So you never
The things that I never paid attention to when I was small
That I can see now.
And I feel so horrible
The deserved MurderThe Deserved Murder
Whether from the inside or out
I know now that without a doubt
You’re dead, no longer a thorn in my side
Now do I care for the laws that abide
To this crime? no, for you have killed my beloved kin
With a never ending grin, time and time again.
Should I mourn because you have a family and kids
When you’ve stashed the hearts of my brethren in lids?
Fool, who do you think I am?
Some foolish man that believes in Uncle Sam?
Freedom for all and justice? Please, they do you no good.
I’m the shadow of vengeance shrouded in a black hood.
Whether the world thinks of my deed good or bad
You will never once hear me become sad.
Over a monster like you that only killed and pillage
Now if your ghost is looking at me, good, for I shall smile as I send your dead body to your village.
The Girl Who Was Afraid To BeShe speaks to me fondly
of passions and talents,
of guitars and stars,
with such breathless intensity
then stops short and
for speaking at all.
All because somewhere in her life,
someone she loved broke her heart
her beautiful words
and telling her to
keep it down,
People aren’t born sad.
We make them that way.
It Was Never You...It really wasn't...
And I know that I can twist this truth as much as I want...
Whenever I'm sober, when I know I can put up that fake plastic smile;
Just a few formal words that burn like acid from a liar's lips!
"Differences in personality, a divergence in ideals..."
Please, fucking, SPARE ME!
Because when I look in this mirror, I know.
When I see myself looking back at me, I know.
Right here, right in front of my own blackened self;
Those eyes that both reflect and stare into my dingy soul.
I was the problem.
I was the instigator.
I was the perpetrator.
And when I had broken every last bit of her,
I was the one, who let it all fall to pieces.
So please, you don't have to feel sorry for me,
I am a bastard and I've got a very special place in hell waiting for me...
- Word of Chen, Darkest Hour, 16th February 2015