They all said life wasn't fair. They all said not to expect too much out of anything, because you’re never going to get it. They all said that I wasn't good enough.
And then
There’s
You.
Out of all the times in my life you choose to show up now?
Why now, out of all the times you could have shown up? Out of all the times you could have picked up this book, you chose to do it right now?
WHY?
Were you bored and had nothing better to do? Maybe your sitting in the book store right now and your mothers’ taking forever to pick out yet another unnecessary romance novel, and so you decided to go wandering around and somehow you fo
They told me that the world outside was a terrible place
So I never questioned them
They were adults
And as they say
Adults know best
So for most of my life I lived inside these walls
Content with my life
With my simple existence
But one day
I saw a glimpse of what they called
The outside
With its deep greens
And dark blues
Its pure white
It was a world I had never seen before
And all I wanted to do was explore
But everyone said
Life outside the walls was impossible
All it ever ended in was death
And broken hearts
So when I came of age
I gave my heart
For a pair of wings
And flew over the walls with my comrades
So I could rid the “outsi
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?! by TiharaAusburn13, literature
Literature
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?!
One upon a time there was a cheese named Carl. Carl was exceptional at sweating, and eating cake. Carl married a turtle named Merp the Third (Or Merp for short). And they had a pudding daughter named Bob who had some great identity issues.
One day the three of them went on an amazing adventure through the living room. They brought the limbs of their enemies to feast on, the skin of dead rabbits to sleep in, and tiny ant slaves to carry them across the dangerous floors. While they ventured across the carpeted floors they encountered enemies like, cockroach knights, zombie ants mounted atop mighty dust mite steeds, and infamous fallin
The Story of the Seasons by TiharaAusburn13, literature
Literature
The Story of the Seasons
Once upon a time
The heat of the sun
And the depths of the sea
Fell in love
It was a forbidden love
As declared my fate
But the two did everything in their power to make it work
Until one day
Fate stole away the cold
From the warmth
Heat screamed
And fought
And pleaded for her love back
But fate only smiled
And left
And so heat raged on and on
Until all of earth was a smoldering coal
Mother Earth scolded her child fate
And released the cold
Back into her loves arms
And the two lived happily
Creating life
And love for Mother Earth
But Fate struck again
Stealing heat away into the night
When the cold awoke
She panicked
Then she cried
And then
Jacob got home late that evening. His wife, Marion, greeted him at the door and asked him why he was an hour late. “Well,” Jacob answered, hanging up his blue police coat, “There was a crash a little ways away. It was fairly bad.”
“Was anyone hurt?” his wife asked as they sat down for dinner.
“The first driver merely swerved off the edge of the road and onto the beach, but the second driver ran smack into a tree. Broke her right leg, and tore up her left arm.”
“Was anyone else in the crash?”
“We found a young girl hiding up in a tree a little ways away. She claims to be the
A small blue car plodded along that small coastal road that hugged the sea like it was its only friend. The only sound to be heard was the lapping of the waves agents the beach, and the faint hum of the vehicles engine. Inside said vehicle’s back seat was a small girl named Camilla. She was no older than seven. Camilla was asleep; her head was pressed against a small plush lamb, leaned up on the window that showed the dark forest opposite the beach. Her short brown hair looked almost black in the night, and framed her pale pointed face like a marshmallow covered in chocolate. Camilla’s legs were pulled up to her chin, and her ar
The Girl of the Crows by TiharaAusburn13, literature
Literature
The Girl of the Crows
Deep in the woods lived a girl with skin fair, hair dark, wings of night and nails like ravens claws. It’s said that she takes girls and boy who are bad to the birds, and steals them into the night. Taking them far away, into the darkest part of the woods, where no light ever shines. They say she locks them up in cages, and using the feathers from her own big black wings, creates potions that turn the bad children into chickens, with feathers black as soot, and she feeds them to the evil creatures of the night.
They all said life wasn't fair. They all said not to expect too much out of anything, because you’re never going to get it. They all said that I wasn't good enough.
And then
There’s
You.
Out of all the times in my life you choose to show up now?
Why now, out of all the times you could have shown up? Out of all the times you could have picked up this book, you chose to do it right now?
WHY?
Were you bored and had nothing better to do? Maybe your sitting in the book store right now and your mothers’ taking forever to pick out yet another unnecessary romance novel, and so you decided to go wandering around and somehow you fo
They told me that the world outside was a terrible place
So I never questioned them
They were adults
And as they say
Adults know best
So for most of my life I lived inside these walls
Content with my life
With my simple existence
But one day
I saw a glimpse of what they called
The outside
With its deep greens
And dark blues
Its pure white
It was a world I had never seen before
And all I wanted to do was explore
But everyone said
Life outside the walls was impossible
All it ever ended in was death
And broken hearts
So when I came of age
I gave my heart
For a pair of wings
And flew over the walls with my comrades
So I could rid the “outsi
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?! by TiharaAusburn13, literature
Literature
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?!
One upon a time there was a cheese named Carl. Carl was exceptional at sweating, and eating cake. Carl married a turtle named Merp the Third (Or Merp for short). And they had a pudding daughter named Bob who had some great identity issues.
One day the three of them went on an amazing adventure through the living room. They brought the limbs of their enemies to feast on, the skin of dead rabbits to sleep in, and tiny ant slaves to carry them across the dangerous floors. While they ventured across the carpeted floors they encountered enemies like, cockroach knights, zombie ants mounted atop mighty dust mite steeds, and infamous fallin
The Story of the Seasons by TiharaAusburn13, literature
Literature
The Story of the Seasons
Once upon a time
The heat of the sun
And the depths of the sea
Fell in love
It was a forbidden love
As declared my fate
But the two did everything in their power to make it work
Until one day
Fate stole away the cold
From the warmth
Heat screamed
And fought
And pleaded for her love back
But fate only smiled
And left
And so heat raged on and on
Until all of earth was a smoldering coal
Mother Earth scolded her child fate
And released the cold
Back into her loves arms
And the two lived happily
Creating life
And love for Mother Earth
But Fate struck again
Stealing heat away into the night
When the cold awoke
She panicked
Then she cried
And then
Jacob got home late that evening. His wife, Marion, greeted him at the door and asked him why he was an hour late. “Well,” Jacob answered, hanging up his blue police coat, “There was a crash a little ways away. It was fairly bad.”
“Was anyone hurt?” his wife asked as they sat down for dinner.
“The first driver merely swerved off the edge of the road and onto the beach, but the second driver ran smack into a tree. Broke her right leg, and tore up her left arm.”
“Was anyone else in the crash?”
“We found a young girl hiding up in a tree a little ways away. She claims to be the
A small blue car plodded along that small coastal road that hugged the sea like it was its only friend. The only sound to be heard was the lapping of the waves agents the beach, and the faint hum of the vehicles engine. Inside said vehicle’s back seat was a small girl named Camilla. She was no older than seven. Camilla was asleep; her head was pressed against a small plush lamb, leaned up on the window that showed the dark forest opposite the beach. Her short brown hair looked almost black in the night, and framed her pale pointed face like a marshmallow covered in chocolate. Camilla’s legs were pulled up to her chin, and her ar
The Girl of the Crows by TiharaAusburn13, literature
Literature
The Girl of the Crows
Deep in the woods lived a girl with skin fair, hair dark, wings of night and nails like ravens claws. It’s said that she takes girls and boy who are bad to the birds, and steals them into the night. Taking them far away, into the darkest part of the woods, where no light ever shines. They say she locks them up in cages, and using the feathers from her own big black wings, creates potions that turn the bad children into chickens, with feathers black as soot, and she feeds them to the evil creatures of the night.
Time is gone
I have run out of oxygen
the clock is gone, stolen away
My ice cream has melted
The cheese has rotted
And so has my flesh
My soul is dying
And so are my friends
Because all my friends are dead :)
the end
i just added a whole bunch of things to my page
and i have no idea what they do
so
don't hold me to anything i did
because
i probably didn't know i did
i think
https://boykinne.deviantart.com/art/Animus-Skin-272963524
that's the link
to this
AMAZING THING
THAT IS
THE ANIMUS
yeah
i really like Assassin's Creed
like
since i was in 5th grade i've loved it
...
i think i have a problem
i liked the words and the meaning behind it and i'm going to say what everyone has already said the tempo was a little bit off but other than that it was a nice mix