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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.
Liu Facts1. Liu speaks a little bit of Spanish.
2. Liu has always wanted to see France.
3. Liu's favorite band is Breaking Benjamin.
4. Liu thinks that glasses are sexy.
5. Liu is terrified of thunder ever since he had a sleepover at a friends house during a thunderstorm.
6. Liu still has recurring nightmares of rape, being set on fire, getting crucified, and hung by the neck with a noose of barbed wire.
7. One time while visiting a mall, Liu almost had a nervous breakdown when he saw two people who looked sorta like Coris and Animaya walking towards him. Turns out it was just two normal people.
8. Liu always cries during chick flicks.
9. When Liu was a baby he would follow Jeff around like a duckling and cry anytime he lost sight of him.
10. Liu once went into Animal mode so he could follow a lady who smelled like his mom.
11. Liu blames himself for Jeff going insane, believing that his big brother would not have done so if he didn't have to protect him.
12. In middle school, Liu was called "t
The DarknessThe Darkness
Dark is night,
Dark is fire,
Dark is the absence of the light,
Dark is a deep desire,
Night is calm,
Night is wish,
It's not something you can hold in your palm,
Night is the blackest of the pitch,
Black is the absence of colour,
Black is not always empty,
Black makes the waves of your body flutter,
Black is as black as it can be,
The abyss is darkness,
The abyss is strange,
The abyss leaves you helpless,
The abyss may have you forever changed.
FearsI'm scared to find out one of my friends at school is fake
I'm afraid my efforts to do my best won't be enough
I'm afraid I'll dissappoint my friends and family if I don't do my best
I'm afraid my smart mouth is gonna upset someone I care about
I'm afraid I'll give up on love
Love?L is for left alone
O says I'm on my own
V is for vanished hope
E means the end of the road
H tells that heart is broken
U is for words unspoken
R is for reason why
T asks just for one more try
S is here to say goodbye
MindtravelClenching his delicate fingers and looking into his eyes, I almost felt like I'd faint. I did black out, but awoke in what appeared to be outer space.
I thought I'd die of the said asphyxiation that made you lose breath, but I didn't. I was breathing just fine. I thought I was alone, floating in this lovely space, but I wasn't.
He was right in front of me, black eyes gleaming in the sun. He extended his hands like he did before we appeared in this place. I held them and looked into his eyes.
Within those eyes, I saw everything. The truths behind lies, the feeling of being brought back to life, what truly happened before and the cloaked truths that were never before seen.
We let go and everything faded back to the room we were sitting in. I was poisoned, but that was merely a remainder of what was left of him. I'd remember him by this poison.
Birthday PoemBirthday Poem
Spring is a delight,
Summer is nice,
One year dies as a new one takes flight,
Your warm as fire but not cold as ice,
May your journey lead you to the best of things,
The birth of you is something to hold dear,
Take life that's fit for queens and kings,
Happy Birthday to you with a raised glass of beer!
My HeatYou mean everything to me
My heart has been locked
But, you now hold the key
My heart has been broken
I can hear it's pitiful plea
I want to love you
But, please don't hurt me
You have shown me a love I have never seen
Innocent and beautiful
You're what my heart has been longing for
You pull me out of my darkness into the bright light of your love
All I can do is thank the big guy above
I've been given a second chance on love
That's as beautiful as a white dove
I'll love you for forever
Hopefully always together.
By: Raven Star
The Child who CleanedHer father had fallen asleep in his bed.
His snores were much louder than those who are dead.
Her mother was in some love-forsaken place.
It had been long years since she had shown her face.
There was no one awake to punish or scold,
No angry arms to tighten, pull or grab hold.
So at a late time when she could not be seen
She did what she wanted, and that was...to clean.
She cleaned to get rid of the unpleasant mess.
She thought it would dispel her father’s distress.
She hoped it might give her some worth in his eyes.
She prayed he would give something other than lies.
She cleaned as though it would fix her broken heart,
As though it would give her poor life a new start.
If her sorrows were as easy to dismiss
As the piles of junk, her life could be bliss.
But the fragments of her life could not be glued.
The mistakes of others she could not undo,
So she was left to suffer from their misdeeds,
And choke to death like a flower among weeds.
Her tired hands dropped a glass onto the f
UntitledMy favorite colors
The ones I haven't seen
The ones dancing from inside lightning shafts
Tiddling the sky
My favorite language
One spoken with the eyes
HE made them for me, solely
So i don't forget my home
When I get there she'll find me
Dressed in my favorite colors
The ones I've never seen
Then she'll say hello
Her lips never moving
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.
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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