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InspirationThe crack addict
That lives outside my house
Who knocks at 2 a.m.
Thinking it’s alright
To intrude on my dreams
And give me new ones instead
That I then must write down
Or they’ll leave my dumb head
He feeds off other people’s stories
To make them his own
To get money out of the tragedies
By telling them to me
Who then wakes up
And feeds his habbit
I love him to death
But he’s driving me cra cra
Dang nab it
Heaven, to me.When I imagine heaven I get nervous. Not because of how long it is or what it will look like but because there will be no more lies. Everyone will know everything about me. I imagine it like a giant theater, there’s popcorn and coke and any type of candy you could ask for. Everyone’s laughing, talking, just excited for the movie to start. I sit down and I recognize everyone in the audience. I want to talk to all of them but before I can get up the movie starts. The title screen looks familiar. It’s my mom. She is holding me, a baby. The title appears above my mom, Katie. I smile, not knowing what is happening.
The film goes on and shows my childhood. My voice narrates it with my thoughts. I get in trouble, I play nice; everyone laughs and feels sympathy. But then things begin getting… scary. My crimes become less innocent, my thoughts more provocative and offensive. I squirm in my seat. The movie goes on.
People look back at me from in their seats with disgust
I prefer my movies to be sad. I prefer my movies to be sad. I prefer my dreams to be horrors. I prefer my friends to be drifters and my lovers to be liars. I prefer to be right about the world being hopeless and my life being a tragedy. This way I don’t have to try to get help or believe in anything. This way I don’t have to try. This way I don’t have to live. I can just be; without guilt. After all, without guilt there is no reason.
It gets easier. I promise.It gets easier. I can promise you that. I can tell you that even while looking at your contorted face that have more tears than clouds have raindrops. I promise things will get better. Somewhere along the road of life your heart will pick up a few tricks from who knows where and breakups and death will hurt less and less.
But some nights are longer than others. And on those nights where all you can see is ?????? and you no matter what logic cards you have, you can beat doubt on those nights. He has lady luck on his side sometimes too. And on those nights where you curl up in a ball and see all your demons laughing and pointing their finger at you, remember, things will get better. Let them have their laugh, in the morning your heart will roar like the lion you are again and tear them to pieces. Just plug in your favorite song and try and think of other things. Things like how beautiful the world is, how many people care to try and make it better. You can think about the bad things too
The Rose Not TakenThe Rose Not Taken
I fear my heart is wilting
I think I soon may quit
These dreams that used to fill my head
Now don’t seem to fit
I can’t believe in love forever
If I can’t even make it stay for a night
I can’t keep pretending
That everything’s going to be alright
If there was a rose bush
In which every other bud had been picked
Could the rose not taken
Not feel tricked
Tricked by the words
That told her that alone she’s complete
And that she’s too beautiful
For any other to compete?
I look at my pillow now
And realize I’m not
And there’s nothing that can help
Until all this life stops.
Reaching EnlightenmentReaching Enlightenment
She likes to play her favorite song so quietly that she has to be conscious of how loud her breaths can be to hear it. She does this because she knows that the loud part is coming up and to turn it down while it’s playing require effort and she likes to float in her serenity cloud to enlightenment while this song plays. It’s like the song is the only road she knows that can take her there. She’s never showed it to anyone else because still in her 21 year old head she believes in the same magic as wishes in this song in that if she tells anyone else the power will be lost. She ignores the fact that the song has over 31 thousand views on youtube. She pretends they’re all from her and the dislikes are from her demons. She smiles seeing the bar like that; the likes outnumber the dislikes by the hundred. Looking at that she imagines that somehow she’ll get out of this world, her world, alive and b
The Cat Lady Who Stole Valentines DayThe Cat Lady Who Stole Valentines Day
Every what down in Whatville liked Valentines Day a lot but the Cat Lady who lived just north of Whatville did not. The reasons were obvious to anyone who lived outside Whatville, the whats were just plain obnoscious about their holiday. They’d buy everyone in town a valentine, the more expensive and the bigger the better. Every year the heart shaped animals in their stores would get bigger and bigger until finally they could only fit one in the window of the store and the whats would have to preorder them to have them shipped to the recipient’s house. The candy of this day would stock their cabinets for months or even until the next Valentines Day. The cards they would give and receive would only have the latest music when they opened and have something fuzzy or cute on the inside. They would be signed with long sentences and large hand-drawn hearts and some kind of swirly signature at the end. As anyone outside of Whatville could see,
CollegeI wish I had come into this world as something other than a human. If I had come into the world as a flower I’d know exactly what I want to be. A flower. No questions asked. But I came into this world as a human. So I have to choose what I want to be. Do I want to be a tree and help shade the world from evil? Or do I want to be a rock and possibly become a building, part of something bigger than myself. Or do I want to be a raindrop? A piece of plastic? And whatever I choose I feel like it has to be forever. A rock does not change into rain. A flower cannot be tree or do what a tree does. I wish I was something other than a human.
Fallen AngelsAre angels still falling?
And if so should that mean something
Who are on the edge?
Could it be that beyond either abyss
Awaits an unsatisfying end
If the angels
Who've seen everything
And know everything about the good side
Then why are they still leaving
Unless there's a reason
But then I think
There are those moments
When you feel only good
Even if for the briefest seconds
And that's how I imagine
That heaven must be like
The angels must just curious
But I know the other side too
So there's no need for humans to be curious
We know hell all too well
Epic Youtuber Rap Battle - Cryaotic vs. PewdiepieEPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!!!
Cryaotic vs. Pewdiepieeeeeeee
Haha, how’s it going bros
My name is Pewdiepie
I’m about to make this sorry excuse
For a youtuber go home and Cry
Keep that mask on
No one wants to see your face
I’ll bro fist your ass into pure disgrace
28 Million subscribers man I’m still in first place!
On the last video, I go live on Twitch
Just to show this guy Pewdiepie
Just how much he’s a little bitc*
And so it continues with me whooping his ass
I’ll be the one to take all your fans and Outlast
I don’t need to show my face to put you in F.E.A.R.
My badass voice is all that you need to hear
I spit rhymes scarier than your creepypasta
I think you have Amnesia
Go home Cry, you’re drunk
Your raps are worst than your livestream bunk
I’m noticed all over YouTube, is that an issue?
My di*k is longer than your Okami playthrough!
FuneralDon’t cry over spilled milk.
They tell me.
But how can I not cry
when the milk could have been so much more?
It could have been strength in my bones,
Or added to my tea,
It could have been a milkshake
That brought all the boys to me.
But now we’ll never know,
As it lies, cold and pale on the floor,
I mop it up with great solemnity,
Using not one paper towel, but four.
What must the store think?
And the farmer and the cow?
Their efforts gone to waste,
It rests in the trash now.
And I shall drown in my guilt
That none will taste
The milk I spilt.
This Is Just To SayI have stolen
that were in
you were probably
to wear tomorrow
they were delicious
and so warm
--The Laundry Gnome
On The Attitudes of Spirit ScienceIt's so open minded that
Warm feelings thawing away the
Icy corruptions of Western science
And the fabulous decrees
Of the god Thoth
Bear more weight than what
Is actually true,
And those who defend the latter
Are either cyber-bullies
Or refused to be seduced
By pretty cartoon mascots
And are more inclined
To critical thinking and
six or seven more moves, worst case
Tokyo hates me.
It hates me more than San Francisco
and Honolulu combined.
(New York City doesn’t know I exist.)
Small towns are out of the question;
they catch on too fast.
I could probably do five years
in Portland, six tops (it’s pretty
laid-back) before I was found out.
Another five in Seattle (maybe).
That’s six or seven more moves, worst case.
NERDill make your body twist like oliver
from now on your my bitch, im making you put a dog collar on
im on at jet at mach 6, dropping bombs
if you talk shit ill cut you clean in half with a cotton swab
starting an apocalypse in an armored car
rolling through moms and kids, pedestrians and hipster coffee shops
with my head out the window and my tongue out im a sloppy dog
no lyricist will ever catch me off my guard
ill smash any rapper with my material, these bars are hard
you see this bomb im smoking on?
my only goals in life is to write lyrics, smoke pot and catch all of the pokemon
cooking more shit up than a lonely mom
always sparking up, call me jolteon
better yet im a zapdos, with wings to hunt and find you
im a real legendary, you flee when you see me, like raikou
but im about to throw my master ball
and catch you all
and beat you down like a neanderthal
getting hotter than a barbueque
will johnny pick pocket you?
no hes probably grab a tech nine and cock and shoot
im the fucking top
To Do List1. Become a Skeksis
2. Drain the essence of Gelflings
3. Photoshop a real horse to look like Rainbow Dash
4. Buy a six-legged-thingy from Kawiku when they're available
5. Photoshop blueberrysplashlogic Blueberry Splash cosplay
6. Buy thin mints
7. Take over the world
8. Shatter the Light Crystal
9. Farm a herd of Fluffle Puffs
10. Train chickens
11. Create the first ever Cat Orchestra
12. Invent Caticide with the help of Doom-Duck
13. Ride an underwater tractor to Germany in time for Galacon 2014
14. Sell some of my OC's
15. Scare away proselytizers
16. Buy more thin mints
17. Become a human again
18. Realize that I took over the world a few minutes ago and turn back into a Skeksis
19. Play pranks on third graders
20. Grow wings so I can cheat at games like Tag
Don't worry about PlutoThe sun is just a big bully anyway
A bit inconsiderate wet baby
That everyone oh's and ah's at
Because it's the only one
That lights up their sky.
Venus is like the neglected child,
The baby's older sister
But nobody cares about her
She can't be measured by innocence anymore
When compared to her younger sister
Mercury is the bully brother
He pretends not to care
That nobody cares about him
But he does, and it's obvious
Earth is the talented kid
But he has no control over his life
His talents control him
Sometimes he just wants to hide
Mars is the freak of the family
Always being watched
Because nobody trusts
What they don't really know
Jupiter is just the big rich one
He has a scar, sure
But it's a small price to pay
He's really just hot gas
Saturn is only known by connection
The crowd she surrounds herself with
The center of the crowd
But nobody really understands her
Neptune thinks he's all cool
But he's not so much
Nobody really cares about him
But he still tries
Uranus. No words to
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