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Leave me now, my dear.
Just like that you were gone.
I meant nothing to you anymore, I'm just someone to fall back on when she's not around. It was never something for me, I was an object, something to make you feel better about yourself.
I'm sick of being only 'that'.
'That' a thing, no identity, no reason why.
I'm done with making you feel good when I'm sat here for nights on end feeling worthless, having no one to turn to, not even you despite the fact you told me you'd always be here for me. You're like everyone else who claims to be a 'good' person. Spouting what they have to just to make you stay around.
I'm tired of just being the back up plan, the fail-safe, the everything that she's not.
I'm sorry that without you these endless monotonous nights are so melancholic and lonely.
Help. - Creepy Pasta style
Why me? Why do they choose, ME? Every single night their voices echo throughout my slowly unraveling mind. Every night their shadowy figures scurry around my room, slowly becoming larger and larger.
Now, they are fully fledged apparitions, they utter my fears, my insecurities, slowly making me go insane.
Many have had theories of what it could be. What THEY, could be;
My fears and stress in manifest.
Just my mind playing tricks on me.
I'd like to think that it's the last one, but I know I'd be wrong, these things are too real. Too, personal, to be tricks of the mind.
I know a way to stop them. An, oh-so, bitter way of stopping them, the way makes me feel worse, makes me weaker, makes me feel so..., Dead inside.
I try to stop letting them win, but having them here every night, telling me over and over how worthless, how useless and how the one I love doesn't love me back... Well, it gets to you, it sticks inside your mind.
I try my best not to worry the people around me, b
The Cannibal's Ball.
A sickening darkness deep within,
You revel in your every sin,
Cutting away at a strangers flesh,
Making a new party dress.
Pulling out your victims heart,
This is your very own kind of art,
Dissecting every body-part,
Your mind slowly starts to fall apart.
Screams of pain are all in vain,
This is an addiction you cannot abstain,
You try your best to save the brain,
As your dinner guests may complain.
The left overs you care about the most,
Using the blood to raise a toast,
A new future is what you boast,
That unworthy stranger is now just a ghost.
The perfect meal for one and all,
To be served again at the next ball,
Although it would make their skin crawl,
If they knew that they were eating eyeball.
Masky X Reader LEMONNarrator P.O.V.
He watched you lying in bed asleep and grinned to himself, you were his next victim. He jumped inside your window and jumped at your alarm clock blasting ____ by ______. You whimpered and sat up, once you opened your big (e/c) eyes, he was behind you. You stood up in your short pajamas and stretched up and down, he stared at you and bit his lip under his mask.
This man you weren’t aware of, in your room at 3 AM. Why you woke up at 3 AM, he didn’t understand, he had always thought you woke up at 6 AM for school.
“What the hell?” he heard you say, “why is my alarm set for 3 AM?” you stood up and he got ready to move to the other side of your room when you walked forward to your dresser and bent over and grabbed your phone. He bit his lip harder and licked it, while watching you “Haha, look who’s awake at 3 AM, you have three hours until school, loser,” you said. He saw you roll your eyes in the mirror and you looked up
mephonadow:cheer leader 1
The night before the wedding , Sonic and his mother were in the living room to take a look at their photos: " Sonic , look ! These are some photos of me as a young girl ! " said Sonic's mom . " Really? Let me see! " Sonic said as he ran to her and sat next to her . " Look , this is me as a child at the time I was only 2 years old, and here I'm seven years old and I'm cycling for the first time , and here ..." a photo falls from the album and sonic sees it . " I'll get it " He picked it up and noticed that it was her as a cheer leader . " What is this ? " Sonic asked . " Oh ! It's just an old photo of mine ! Here I was in an audition for the cheerleading squad because my dream was to become a cheer leader , but before the performance I fell down the stairs and I broke my leg so I had to withdraw and I destroyed my dream … " She said sadly . " But , didn't you go back when you got better ? " Sonic asked . " No , because that was the last audition thro
2P Canada X-Reader One Big Family CH.3Tuesday.
Since you were already late for school you descided to take it slowly and made your way trough your morning program in absolut peace. Everytime you thought about Matthew a little smile ran over your face. You some sort of like this boy, even though you didn't really know why. It wasn't like he was that nice to you, but then again, he was nicer to you than to anyone else. You washed your face and looked at youself in the mirror. You saw a young girl, sleepy eyes and messy hair. You started to brush it before you made your way downstairs to catch some breakfast.
Downstairs everyone was gone already. You liked the quitness and set down on the chair for some goor breakfast, still thinking about the blonde hairy guy. If you seriously liked it, could their be a possibility for the two of you? Even if he would actually like you, could you two be together? You smiled at that thought and almost threw the milk on the ground. You laughed about your own stupility and made yourself ready f
America X Child!Reader RQIts has been a few years since I started to live with Alfred F. Jones - A.K.A America- and have became his little sister. I had to admit he is a bit energetic and lazy sometimes, and also kind of a wuss whenever me, Al, and Kiku - A.K.A Japan - watch horror movies. There's a few times when Arthur - A.K.A once again, England - tells me that Al is a bad influence on me and that I should be treated like a young lady with manners. Though I don't give a crap to what that Eyebrow-Caterpillar thinks.
Whenever I stay over at Elizabeta and Roderich's - who are Hungary and Austria - Elizabeta always teaches my how to cook and many other things that keep me occupied with entertainment and satisfaction. She says I'm a really good for someone my age for the first time by myself, heck, even Roderich respects and praises me for my cooking! And I thought he was a self-centred jerk. Guess I was wrong.
Since then cooking have became my most favourite hobby and I wanted to try cooking from different nati
Pray for French PolynesiaFrench Polynesia is an overseas collectivity of France.
It is located in the south Pacific half way between South America and Australia.
Its closest island neighbors are the Cook Islands to the Southwest and the Pitcairn Islands
to the southeast.
It is made up of 130 different islands which are split into six groups:
Society Islands (Includes Tahiti, Bora Bora, Mo'orea)
The population is over 260,000.
Papeetē is the capital and located on Tahiti.
Tahiti is the largest island and where 80% of the population lives.
Tahiti’s main exports are its black pearls
FAMOUS FRENCH POLYNESIANS
Vaitiare Hirson-Asars (b. 1964
Tarita Teriipia Third wife of Marlon Brando (b 1941),
Cheyenne Brando Daughter of Marlon Brando (1970–1995)
Tuki Brando Son of Cheyenne Brando (b 1990)
Hiro X Reader Chapter 1Soul Eater Hiro X Reader
“Ahahaha! My dear, ______,” Hiro says delightfully as he strolls past me.
“I’m not your dear,” I scoffed while leaning up against the wall. He ignores me and leans up against the wall with me.
“How are you doing today?” he pokes my nose and flips up my skirt.
I scream, “what the hell is wrong with you?!”
I begin to slap him but he catches my hand and leans into my face really closely, “think before you do that, you’re my weapon remember?”
None of the people around me could help me either, because I was his weapon and I was supposed to deal with it. I snatched my hand away from him and walk off to my next class. I enter the class and see the usual professor Stein about to dissect something with the top student in the school, Maka Albarn, trying to stop him from up in the seats. I go up to my seat and sit in the very back.
“Now class, this is a very endangered bird, only 3 of them left
Amnesia TimelineJanuary 1st, 1991: Born as Amelia Knight to Lilith Knight
January 7th, 1991: Placed in the Gaia Orphanage for Girls
September 23rd 1997: Adopted by the Saarelas, last name changed to Saarela
April 10th, 2001: Inez Garcia adopted, last name changed to Saarela, dominance issues ensue between Amelia and Inez
July 30th, 2004: Persephone Owens adopted, last name changed to Saarela, near-instant bond formed between her and Amelia
September 1st, 2005: First day of high school
September 14th, 2005: History subject of Medieval times begins, instant infatuation and fantasies of being a powerful Lord-ess in France
May 17th, 2009: Graduation, all finals passed with flying colors
August 23rd, 2009: Investigates Colorado University and begins classes shortly thereafter, majoring in History and education with intent on becoming a history professor
December 23rd, 2011: Car accident involving both Inez and Persephone, first encounter with the Slenderman, amnesia sets in
January 4th, 2012: First signs o
~New Journey, Old Friends~ Dark Eclipse Chapter 2
I never thought the King of Elerassi would call me in to hunt someone down for him... I wonder what's so special about this person...
I walked into the thrown room and bowed before the king. "My lord, I am Damon, the Bounty Hunter you requested."
I heard the king make a 'tsh' sound. Was he not pleased with me? I just met the man...
I looked up at him. I watched him as he looked me over,which chilled me to the bone. This man... His heart was cold as stone, no question...
"...I need you to hunt down two people for me." The King said.
I raised an eyebrow. Normally, I have to hunt down one person, which led to me finding a gang of trouble makers... But two?
"And who might these to be?" I asked.
"My daughter and her kidnapper." The King said. "You see, there is a Wyvern who owns me quite a bit of money... He kidnapped my daughter last night. I'm guessing
PROFILE: DesireeCurrent Nickname(s): None
Current Home: United States, Long Island New York
Ethnicity: (Native Australian Roots)
Born: March 7, 1996
Hair: Ivory (Long, Flowing)
Skin: Ebony (Piercing Underneath Bottom Lip)
Derriere: 41 inches
Occupation: High-School Student/Delivery Gal
Status: Apartment 7E Resident
R. Status: Single
Siblings: 1 Older Sister, 1 Younger Brother
About Her Past:
When she was barely able to walk, Desiree's parents brought her and her older sister to the states because of an exclusive and high-paying position offered to her father. During her elementary school years, her parents were barely at home due to their work, leaving the girl and her siblings to grow up rather quickly, in order to support themselves. They took on hefty responsibilities at young ages but this brought the children together and strengthened the bonds between them. As soon as Desiree was old eno
Her perfect lips, her hazel eyes they're tainted by something I once despised.
The thrill of her chase left me with the bitter taste of guilt, but now it leaves me holding onto the hilt of, this knife. I'll draw it back because I know, without her smile nothing will feel like home, now. Nothing will ever feel the same. And I guess I am the one to blame for the pain that courses through my veins.
I can't help but to think, that you only ever needed me because you didn't have her.
She was the one you always wanted, she has it all, the things i could never give... But I'd try so hard to see that that smile again, even if it breaks my heart...
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