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Whats the pointWhat's the point in finding love, if you only had a day?
And the next day it's all over, and your life fades away?
What's the point of a first kiss, if it will only be your last,
What's the point in planning a future, when you'll just be in their past?
What's the point in finding someone you love the most,
When tomorrow comes and your a ghost?
What's the point in finding love, when you know it's gonna sour?
And that it'll decay, slowly by the hour?
What's the point in a first kiss, if you know it's a mistake?
And that for every kiss after, how much happiness it will take?
What's the point in planning a future, when it was doomed to start?
And every time you see their face, it's an arrow to the heart?
What's the point in finding someone, to be there and hold your hand,
When that very person, becomes someone you can't stand?
The point in finding love, even for a day,
Is to say you had it, even when you fade away.
The point of a first kiss, even if it's your last,
Is for that wonderful fe
Liu's LoversOkay, I just realized something: Liu has so many people after him, it's not hard to see why nana is so possessive of him.
Toby: Ticci Toby apparently has a crush on Liu after he first saw him on Omegle. He also likes that Liu is the only one who calls him just Toby, and Liu still remains a friend of his.
Havoc: yes, sadly, in spite of his efforts, havoc still wound up crushing on Liu. He tried so hard to keep their relationship purely platonic, but still, it's Liu. His adorableness could fill the world's oceans. He will never ever act on his feelings, but he is still disgusted that he even has them to begin with.
Nighra: While Nighra unfortunately played the part as one of his tormentors, she still has very strong feelings for him. It started as pity, and then morphed into the desire to be closer to him. To this day she regrets not doing anything to help him, and also not making any moves on him. But still, she's just happy that he's happy.
Animaya: Uh. yes, this bitch has a thing for
What If part 1Graduation. The last day of your High School life, but the first day of the rest of your life. That was the mantra that circled Liu Anderson's mind as he sat, in the audience of his very own High School graduation, waiting for them to say his name so he could get up, and get his diploma.
And while he waited, he reflected some. In truth, his High School life hadn't been what most people would have expected, or what some people would even have qualified as a life at all. he never joy rode with anyone, never got drunk, never got high, the parties he did go to were all ones with his big brother, and all of his big brother's friends, and yes, Liu was, unfortunately, still a virgin.
And yes, of course there was his brother. Jeffery Anderson graduated a year ahead of Liu, and was already attending classes at the college that Liu would be attending in the fall. Jeff was
An ode to PenguinsWhy oh why, don't penguins fly?
It seems like such a shame.
Wandering around in the cold,
While Skuas call you lame.
I know that I,
Would rather die,
Than stand in freezing weathers,
With buddies with smelly feathers,
Freezing my butt of and growing old.
A Very Creepy Pasta Vacation Part 13The training was much more grueling than Liu anticipated. Sure, he knew there was no way that someone like Carpanthony would ever give him a break, but at the same time, this chick was nuts! She almost flat out killed him several times, and after every single training session, Liu just passed out in his room in the Japanese house that they were still staying at.
And yet he never gave up. Most normal people would have relented, or fallen into comas, or died. But after every single lesson, just as Liu was about to pass out from exhaustion, Carpanthony would offer, or in some cases, beg for Liu to just stop now, before things got horrifying. And every single time, Liu would decline.
" I....I....can't....not.....until.......I....I can.....handle this......on my own!" Liu would pant, before falling deep into unconsciousness. This would usually scare the living crap out of not just c
A Very Creepy Pasta Vacation part 12" Guys, for the last time, I'm fine!" Liu huffed. The Creepypastas and the Infera were back at the house that they were staying at while on vacation. Ever since the incident with the pervert at least 2 days ago, Jeff, nana, even ben and becci and the Infera, had barely let Liu alone, for fear that he might harm himself if he was alone.
" We aren't taking any chances, not now." Jeff said. Liu groaned.
" Just because one pervert tried to rape me doesn't mean that I'm going to fall apart again, and it certainly doesn't mean that you have to be there and pick up the pieces!" Liu snapped.
" I'm your brother, Liu. That's what brothers do for one another! That's what family does for one another!" Jeff retorted. Liu sighed.
I am a RainbowI can be Red...
Angry and dangerous,
those emotions very contagious.
I can be Orange...
I can be so happy and alive,
it will catch you by surprise.
I can be Yellow...
A cheerful bundle of energy,
needing attention from you to me.
I can be Green...
So full of envy and greed,
emotions I do not need.
I can be Blue...
I have loyatly, faith, and trust,
give me those if you must.
I can be Indigo...
Depressed and tears rolling down my face,
wanting nothing more than a comforting embrace.
I can be Purple...
A confusing mystery,
I'll leave you guessing for my history.
I can be Pink...
Giving out gentle love,
my love being bigger than the stars above.
I can be White...
Innocent and pure of heart,
a little girl side I've had from the start.
I can be Silver...
Having soothing wisdom,
giving you a cl
Painted FakePainted Fake
She's a painted fake,
but nobody knows it.
She puts on a show;
nothing more than a skit.
She hides behind
a smiling veil,
not letting anyone see
that she is quite frail.
Words of others
burn deep in her mind
and cause her to play
a part that won't shine.
She picks her role
and plays it well.
People think she's fine,
but that's only a spell.
Rarely letting anyone in,
keeping hidden her heart,
no one knows
that she's falling apart.
And she won't tell
a single soul
of the pain she feels
that's turned her cold.
For she's a painted fake
and no one can see
that this painted fake
is really just me.
Hope and warmthClouds seem grey,
your life is to pay.
You look up at a star,
but it's seems so very far.
you need a small hug,
but people are worse than a bug,
and no one will lend a hand,
and help you learn once more to stand.
I'm here to tell you now,
and to answer every how.
In every tree and flower,
there is something with power.
It will be a source of hope,
And will be your climbing rope.
Just close you wonderful eyes,
and hope will arise.
Not every thing is clear,
But love is very near.
A hug is all you need,
And now I want to let you be freed.
I'll hold you as a friend,
until the very end,
and be you sturdy wall,
to hold you when you fall.
Just hold on a little more,
I know your heart is sore.
trust me when I say,
there will be a much brighter day.
You hold my heart in your hand you hold my hands you make me feel
tightly together completely safe
warmly packed secure always
and friendly and homely
don't let my hand go
back into dark
I love you
Two WeeksEveryday I weep for you.
My heart aches more and more.
I just cannot comprehend
A life without your core.
Everyday I fall apart
And they all watch me die.
They don't care for me like you;
Don't care if I can fly.
Everyday I see them hug
And remember those times.
It makes me shatter like glass.
I fall when they all climb.
Everyday I tell myself
That it will be okay,
But nothing is looking up--
Especially not this day.
I know you won't take me back
And I still don't blame you.
I am just a silhouette
Who happens to love you.
I Can Write.I could write a sad poem
And try to explain
How my head is a nightmare
That won't go away
I could leave them all speechless
With how I've been hurt
But that's a poor use
A poor excuse for my words
I could write something angry
And give it a twist
Talk about the emotions
That I'll never miss
Explain how I'm sick
Of feeling this way
But how can I,
On such a beautiful day?
I could write something happy
About music and trees
Sing something pretty
For the birds and the bees
See, I'm so gosh danged tired
I could use all that cheer
But it'll have to wait
Because you're not here.
I could write a love poem
About you and I
How we rose and fell
In our attempts to fly
I could scream to you
Let's not, though we should.
But I don't think
That'd do any good.
Oh how she tries
to be perfect
once in a while.
She wants to be
cared for and good enough
for those who see
that she really
isn't all that tough.
So she strives for
perfection and beauty,
but her hope is no more
and she can't help but feel
like the world is her enemy.
Perfection is far
from her reach.
Falling under the bar
is where her beauty lands
after try each.
What happend to your will?What happened to your will?
To fight against it must be mad?
But our emotions can make us glad.
It feels good just for that moment.
But the aftermath has left us broken.
Why do we follow this master?
Is it cause it gets us to our road faster?
To go against it is a struggle indeed...
Just to follow our own creed.
It not our fault...
Our will was not strong enough.
Then whose fault is it?
Or are we not made of finer stuff?
Fox and WolfA lonely wolf was lost one day
He had no one with whom to play
He happened upon a small box
Inside he saw a cute fox
They became friends very fast
Friendship which would always last
Sadness for the wolf she did mend
Sadly happiness would end
One day wolf was chasing birds
Something strange then he had heard
Fox had found herself a friend
Was this really now the end
Tail tucked down he did leave
Alone again wolf did grieve
To sad to walk to sad to eat
Wolf had accepted his defeat
Alone in his cave for many days
Wolf just sat... wolf just stays
One morn he heard something anew
It was a fox, not one he knew
It was his old friends new mate
Good news he had to relate
While Fox was now with him true
She did say she missed wolf too
After a while wolf did stand
A proud wolf again a true man
He went to see his old friend
Tear of joy shed in the end
She was glad he was back
The three had formed a new pack
But the time was getting late
Wolf also need to find a mate
One day he found such a girl
Even Havoc May DieThe blades screamed within me, with it's killing bite,
Somebody tell me, are the others alright?
The World's in eternal Darkness, morning will not come.
Damn this wretched beast, whose night swallowed the Sun!
Claws of vicious blackness, scraping at my eyes,
A remnant of the innocent, that had been it's guise.
The Nightmare surges onward, eating all I've known,
And now for my sins, I shall atone.
My family has been slaughtered, killed before their time,
Now the life on the line, rightfully appears to be mine.
Searing pain burns, which once made me moan,
Rage red rivers flow, shadow scrapes on bone.
I die for the goodness, on which I tried to strive,
I pray that Seth can keep the rest alive.
My body's getting colder, My limbs very weak.
Lord Above, protect the one I seek!
Keep her safe and alive, and away from this hell.
And pray that my demise you never tell.
I guess the Angels did lie,
For now it seems Havoc itself, surely can die.
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