I'll Kill her BelarusxRussiaxreaderA/N:I actually like Belarus. I just thought the song fit. Enjoy!_____________________________________________________________________________________________So, of course, you were supposed to call me tonight you were supposed to call me tonight...Ivan picked a sunflower from his flourishing garden and slipped the engagement ring on the stem before tying a (f/c) ribbon on it.He smiled and practiced his 'speech' to his scarecrow "____ ____, 2 years ago on Christmas eve we met. I've loved you ever since,nobody can make me feel like you do. You're my most beautiful,brightest sunflower! I Я буду лю
One SecondDear You,Yes, I know what you're thinking:"There's that creepy girl again,the one that stares at me all dayand gets all nervous when I'm around."But I have a lot to tell you,even if you're not reading this,so just bear with me.You- yes, you- are ruining my life.I used to be so content with myself,convinced that love was pointlessand dating people is just a hassle.I knew that looks didn't matter,that I should look out for myselfand not care what other people think.What have you done with that girl?I'm wasting all my time on you,and I know that, but I can't stop.I worked so hard on that project,hoping it would be per
JuliaShe’s the kind of girl people write books about.Rides bikes too fast - - no hands, hair in flames eyes too.Barefoot, dirt smeared, picks dandelions with her toes.Train-track balancing act,backyard trapezes laughter,grassroots circus. She paints her walls with memories.Ceiling too. Me as well.I find treasures in her soul.She makes mine.She has gypsy legs and a homeland heart I cannot steal.A living poem I can’t rewrite –the kind of girl summers are made of.
Her passionate flameHer flames burn passionatelyLike a sparkle from aRoyal jewelSo beautiful
dysmorphic weatherspring came late this yearsnow arrived along with apriland i found myself wonderingif this was what the whole year would be likeit wouldn't surprise megiven the recent eventspathetic fallacy and all that
Missing From The WorldSometimes, I’m missing from the world,But no one even cares.Oh look, they’re playing a game, I wish I could join.My feet move like clockwork,They’re moving towards the group.My hand reaches out to them,But I’m instantly shoved away.Pray,Pray I don’t die lonely.Tears fall from my face,I run towards the sea.Its arms comes closer to me, I can’t help but to smile.I’m standing in the puddle,I’m ankle deep with my emotions.People please,Why am I ‘scary’?I feel as if I’m dying inside, The light went dark.Wait, There’s someone running to me.His ha
9.47you run through my veinslike you do my blood,swallowing jointslike you do thoughts -on strings, i danceand i paint and i try and try and tryso hard, for youmy dear, to bethe moon and starsand for you realisethat every nighti am awake for you-but in the endthe sea will swallowthe waves,and the sound willfade to silence,and the light willfall into the darkand we will becomedirt and dust again,living in the hollowsof ourselves turnedinside out, turnedupside down
AschLuke: A Fiery FlameTitle: A Fiery Flame Author: D.R. WardDate: 5-20-13Age: 13A Fiery FlameI should hate you.I should wish for your death,I should wish for your demise.I should wish for you to perish,Because you have been living as a disguise.But I don't.I should want to punch you,And beat you,And scream,And kill, And breach,Until I had my everlasting fill.But I cannot.Luke, you changed....I used to be able to hate you, I did, Luke....But now....I fall into your arms, Wishing for this to end,But wishing it would never in the same.And yet, I wonder....How did you do this to me?A mere Replica! I should be able to crush you! ..
Come to me nowI need him closerI need him nowKissing me hardPushing me backPulling me inPinning me downPicking me upJust come hereCome to me nowFeel my curvesBite my lipKiss my neckBite it if you pleaseJust come hereCome to me nowTo feel your lipstracing down my jawYour warmth over coming meGiving me chillsJust come hereCome to me now
These Past Weeks.These past weeks have been the bestAlthough I know that they could end in a flash,And I know you may just want to leave it all behindBut I'll never forget it, cause it changed my life.Every second that our lips touchedI felt a little bit of my heart heal,I felt it explode in my chest...I felt as if I slipped out of my mind, and straight into yours.I would gladly give up this gift, my power to writeJust to hold you for another long night,And I would give up my heart for youJust to know if I could trust you to hold it,But now, as far as I'm concerned, you've had it from the first kiss.
AwayThe stars are all I can see. As I lay in grass. So scared to see sunlight. Because when I do……. I have to leave you.I'll have to leave your arms.Your strong embrace.Your heartbeat.It sings to me like a lullaby.This warYou fightingIt's ruining my lullabyIt seems you have a new scar every dayThe sunlight is showingNow I have to leaveAway from the campBack to the AlliesAway from the AxisAway from youEven though you're the enemy I can't help but love you
Upon the Final NotesA dance is a dance, a twirl in the nightBegging for a reason, kindling to the flame.Friendly words whisper to friendly ears,Of times done and gone.Lips smile, brushing a soft shoulder,Begging the heart to make a mistake.Only will remains, struggling,Just to persevere.
Ad vitam aeternamJe te briserais bien le cœur,Mais je crois que tu n'en as pas.Tu n'es pas un enfant de chœur,Pas non plus un enfant de roi.Alors.Chacun le voit ton beau visage,Mais où sont donc tes beaux scrupules ?D'autres que moi seraient plus sages,J'aime les crapules.Je suis prisonnière de ton songe,Entichée d'un regard de toi.Et quand la colère me ronge,Mon corps bat pour toi...
My LoveOver the course of a few yearsI set myself a mission that came with its fearsIt came with its dark timesTimes when there weren't many rhymesThrough many conflicts and decisionsI set myself to a new destinationOne that was nice and very peacefulA sanctuary that was to be very hopefulI realized it as soon as I saw youYou had reminded me of everything that was trueI did not know you would make a big hitOn my feelings and emotions and she didn't even tryI knew it was her when I saw her eyesSparkling and beautiful like I hit the grand prizeI knew it was her when I heard her voiceA soothing melody and I knew she was a good choice
HeartbreakSo this’ll be,The general heartbreak story,the heart isn’t ever broken gently,easily,painlessly.This’ll be the worst shattering of your heart,breaking into a million pieces,stomped on,and tossed over their shoulder.Landing on the ground,never to look back,shamelessly, carelessly, mercilessly.The loss of ones heart,the vital organ one simplycannotlive without,is fatal.Tragic.Hopeless.The pieces to your broken heart,the tear stained pieces,the dirty pieces,the sun worn and water faded pieces.Never to be glued back together,never to be strung back together,never to be taped back together.There will always be cracks in your broken heartForever.
-sigh-I hate romance movies.They bother the shit outof mepurely because they're too Disney-esque in nature...without the songs.
SighAnother dull Friday...
Girly StuffGirly imagesof things...
HypnosisCalling all hypnotists!Please, someone, anyone--explain the terms of Mistress and Masterto my baby girl...She seems to think I cheated on her.I haven't cheated. I've tried my best to do everything for her and her alone.Even taking up a "job" as a test dummy for hypnotists to pay for our lavish "house".My thoughts revolve around her now...AND I WON'T GIVE HER UP!!!I can't be alone...not again...Not again, please...