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SkinOne day a young lady
Went into an orchard to pick the perfect apple.
She walked into the apple orchard
And was surprised to see a sea of gorgeous golden apples.
As she walked towards the center she saw people
Falling in love with the perfect skin of the apple
And taking it home for themselves.
The girl produced a small knife from her pocket
She plucked an apple from a nearby branch
And carved a tiny piece of the apple out
The apple was rotten on the inside.
The girl plucked another apple from a branch and carved a small piece.
The next apple was rotten as well.
She did the process five more times
Each apple appearing more rotten than the last
Just as she was about to give up
She spotted a single red apple.
It's skin was wrinkly
And browning just a bit.
She picked it up
And carved a piece away
The apple was fine on the inside.
Looked fresh and perfect for eating.
With a happy smile the girl left
While people still plucked the golden apples.
Out of the orchard she spotted a young man.
Turning TablesI'm the one they turn to
When the blade threatens to strike
I beg them not to cry
Beg them not to end it
Tell them there's a life worth living for
Depression surrounds me though
Seems like everybody I love has it
They're always trying to end it
It seems like nothing I say works
And it makes me wonder....
Why do I stay strong?
Why do I keep telling them to please live?
Why do I keep smiling when they don't?
Why don't I just give in
To the blade's sadistic command?
Just one cut
That's all I could do.
But if I do such a thing
Will the vicious cycle repeat itself
As another person begs me not to end it?
Damn you depression
You won't infect me again
But maybe just this once I can do it.
Just delicately slide the cold blade against my warm skin
Watch the blood trickle down my arm
Everybody else is doing it
So why shouldn't I?
MLP: A Rockdog Ate My Homework
It is another beautiful and golden morning here on the Kingdom Island of Harmony...and every denizen is up and about preparing for a new day at work or for play. Every pony, zebra, dragon, changeling, buffalo, griffin, and otherwise all rise from their beds when the warm, bright sun rises from the ocean's horizon...brought up by none other than the alicorn Princess of the Sun herself: Celestia of Equestria.
All while the adults attend their daily role of going to work or keeping their homes tidy for their families, the young students of Tambelon...from preschool to high school...are all taking the time to complete their Summer Homework Projects, as required by both the Schools and Royalty of Tambelon: Everypony must write a few pages on what they did this summer and anything they may have learned along the way.
Starlight, the young alicorn princess of Tambelon, has planned her paper out perfectly: writing one adventure and lesson at a time
Family's tickle dayIt was a pretty standard day in the house of Jet. It had been two weeks since the defeat of Fladros and Snowy knew he needed a good cheer up tickle session after all the crazyiness, plus she really missed his cute laughter. She of course would get captured by him another day, but for today. She had her cute husband tied upside down in their bedroom. She giggled as Jet's cute smile grew across his face.
"Hehe so I'm all yours for today." Jet said.
"That's right you'll be upside down first, I'll change your position a bit later." Snowy explained.
She pulled from their closet Jet's backpack it had tickle tools in it such as feathers; feather dusters, paint, feather rollers, pens, the tickle seed, and the tickle sphere. She pulled out a red cloth tying it over Jet's eyes to blindfold him.
"Using my own stuff against me." Jet chuckled.
His body twitched as he felt the tip of a feather poke his helpless belly. He began to laugh as Snowy stroked the tip on his vulnerable skin, he squirmed ado
PiF: Wandering through life - cz.4"Wędrując przez życie"
Jechałam z rodzicami krętymi paryskimi ulicami. Tata prowadził, mama siedział obok niego, a ja z tyłu na środkowym miejscu by oboje dobrze widzieć. Wracaliśmy właśnie od lekarza. Mama była na badaniach Ultra Sonografem. Doktor sprawdzał, czy z moim małym braciszkiem wszystko w porządku i czy rozwija się właściwie. Scott z nami nie pojechał, przygotowywał się do kolokwium, ja natomiast postanowiłam wybrać się razem z rodzicami i na własne oczy sobaczyć jak takie USG wygląda.
Był to ostatni dzień grudnia roku 2012, jednego z gorszych w moim życiu. Do Nowego Roku zostało jeszcze dziesięć godzin, a ja z niecierpliwością wyczekiwałam jego nadejścia. Liczyłam na to, że w 2013 spotka mnie o wie
A Day at the North Pole It was a beautiful snowy December day near Christmas time. Karissa, who was friends with Santa, the elves and everyone else was going to visit the North Pole. The young lady knew Santa because her other friend Snow Miser told her about him. She couldn't wait to see all of her friends from up north.
As soon as she got there, She couldn't believe how beautiful it was. Trees were glowing with Christmas lights, and light snow was falling. Karissa had never seen it snow this much in her life. At first, she was a bit lost. All she has to go by was all of the beautifully decorated trees and all of the animals. A map would be nice right about now. In no time at all, she found Santa's castle/workshop. Her face lit up with joy. Karissa ran to the breath-taking castle. She gazed at all of the beauty around her. Karissa's favorite time of year was Christmas time. Her birthday was only one day away from Christmas Eve too.
Karissa was a bit scared to knock on the door, she
I don't know what is good, what is right
I can't see the smile on my own face
He grabs me and pulls me into the abyss
I just don't know what to do
It's a curse
He gives me grief and laughs at our own pain
He makes me see the hits they give that were for him
We feel the pain together, I feel it more
I just cry as he laughs
Please oh please, don't hurt me
It's not my fault, he did this to me
I'm so alone, I need your love
I just bleed, blood fills my lungs
As I watch this sickness, it is poisonous
I just want to cry out, please know that I'm here
As this world fades to gray, I shiver at the pain
As memories, just shatter my brain
Please do not hurt me, Please oh please
I beg you my friend, please it is not me
I just want your love, I am not him
Don't hurt him, cause it makes me bleed
Please.....stop and see the real me.....
Planes FAR: In the MineOnce the scorch of the flames had vanished, the first thing that struck Dusty was the darkness. His running lights came on automatically, providing some light in the small space. He was pressed up against a wall and felt a larger weight pressing against him. The dim light his running lights provided was enough for him to see Blade's larger form standing over him, blocking him in completely.
"Blade?" He croaked. "It's over now, you can stop crushing me." "Sorry Champ." Blade replied, his voice sounding strained. He backed off a bit, allowing Dusty a bit of wiggle room. Turning his lights on the red helicopter, Dusty could see how tense Blade was. His eyes were shut tight and his teeth were slightly bared. "Are you hurt?" Dusty asked. "I've been worse." Blade lied. "It's nothing, I'm fine." He looked at Dusty. "A busted gearbox?" He asked. Sighing, Dusty nodded. "Why didn't you say anything?" Blade asked. "I didn't quite believe it. I didn't want to believe it. The thought of never racin
Nerds and Jocks STILL in college 4
Could someone say ‘worst plan EVER?’ ?
“Good morning Starshine!” Suigetsu chirped WAY to damn early in the morning as he stood on his bottom bunk to loom over Naruto who resided on the top “And how did you sleep?”
Sleep? What sleep? Between Suigetsu’s random maniacal laughs, Jūgo’s snoring, and Shikamaru’s sleep talking, HOW THE HELL COULD ANYONE SLEEP!?! But instead of saying anything out loud he remained twitching, which only made Suigetsu laugh.
“Ah that’s good, that’s good.”
Naruto began grinding his teeth. How much more did he have to bare with?!
“Leave me the hell alone! I want to sleep!” He then turned himself away from Suigetsu and covered himself more with his blanket, only to be further disturbed by the sound of an annoying alarm clock. “Oh come on!” Naruto jolted his upper body up and flopped his arms ontop of his blankets “You gotta be kidding me!!”
The RainIt was a very rainy, yet beautiful day on Enaria, and everyone was outside enjoying the day. Dmitri and Ferdinand were playing a card game and drinking warm tea under a canopy. Jaron, Connie and Van were climbing a tree, and Kari and Paula were actually playing in the rain some times. Everyone liked the rain because it barely rained where Ferdinand and Dmitri live. Everyone was having a nice time outside, except for Lana, who wasn't used to colder weather. All she did was watch, and watch, and watch. Rain drop after rain drop. That was actually all she felt like doing. Watching everyone do what they were doing outside, she kind of wanted to join them, but the other side of her didn't want to. Lana just sat and watched the rain fall from Ferdinand and Dmitri's window in their empty storage room. She watched the rain fall down, she watched the rain drops race against each other on the window, she heard the rain get louder, and quieter the next minute. She sighed as she watched the rain f
Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: ArtistCareful now. Hans thought to herself as she began to draw the scene in front of her in her sketchbook. MK was chatting casually with one of the Creators, absentmindedly twining her fingers through her braid. With a small smile Hans doodled, music playing in her head. It wasn't important that she paid attention to her friend's conversation, it was more instructions for them than anything else. She had grown bored very quickly and decided to draw, not wanting to bother the older teen.
Soon Hans felt herself leave the world. She said nothing as she drew, lost in the world of colors, music, and dreams. Her colored pencils and erasers danced across her white canvas, re-creating the image in her mind, the image she saw in front of her. She didn't think she was a good artist but MK always insisted she was. And though Hans believed her she still doubted it. But at the moment none of that mattered to Hans. All that mattered was the flying colors, the story the picture told, and
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