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Ehehe... I'm BlueMysticButterfly there. Here's the link:

http://www.fanfiction.net/~bluemysticbutterfly

I'll go look for you now~! ^_^
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Ehehe... I'm BlueMysticButterfly there. Here's the link:

http://www.fanfiction.net/~bluemysticbutterfly

I'll go look for you now~! ^_^


gomen for being overboard there, its just a total coincidence,haha.i'll try reading your fics!hope you can read mine too!
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Haha, sure~!
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I discovered recently that getting published is not as easy as it sounds
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this was a poem i wrote en i won an award but i couldn't go tah LA tah read it tah tha famous writers..it was such a waste T_T

Luv Hurts

The thorns on a flower,
Are in a person's broken heart.
Her heart is caught on fire,
And she is burning in desire.
Now he and she has to be apart,
He is mad because he was like a coward.
How are they going to ever see each other again?
Oh well, for now they'll just have to pretend.
Pretend that they never knew each other.
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icymae wrote:

this was a poem i wrote en i won an award but i couldn't go tah LA tah read it tah tha famous writers..it was such a waste T_T

Luv Hurts

The thorns on a flower,
Are in a person's broken heart.
Her heart is caught on fire,
And she is burning in desire.
Now he and she has to be apart,
He is mad because he was like a coward.
How are they going to ever see each other again?
Oh well, for now they'll just have to pretend.
Pretend that they never knew each other.


oh wow..thats great!! congratulations for getting an award =)
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chulit08 wrote:


icymae wrote:

this was a poem i wrote en i won an award but i couldn't go tah LA tah read it tah tha famous writers..it was such a waste T_T

Luv Hurts

The thorns on a flower,
Are in a person's broken heart.
Her heart is caught on fire,
And she is burning in desire.
Now he and she has to be apart,
He is mad because he was like a coward.
How are they going to ever see each other again?
Oh well, for now they'll just have to pretend.
Pretend that they never knew each other.


oh wow..thats great!! congratulations for getting an award =)


oh thank you ^_^
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Hey there~!

I'm back, and with yet another poem!!! Haha. ^_^

This was for my club, the Creative Writers' Guild. ^_^



Weird, i know. But we're experimenting on how to make nice poems without the rhyming.
Posted 8/11/08
Life is a thing of mixed joys and sorrows.
We touch upon them both through our trek down the rode of life.
We are given a rare chance by god, or by whatever force fills our hearts with life
The chance to experience the greatest gift we could be given...

Yet the gift has a cost...

For each measure of joy there must be a shadow of sorrow…
For the love in our hearts we must know the hate
Sometimes the bad outmatches the good
And in that scenario we are scared by life


Yet with love, Scars do fade


~sasukesrg~
Posted 9/6/08
I don't need any flowers, because u r the tru flower in my heart.
My fav. quote!n_n
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sasukesrg wrote:

Life is a thing of mixed joys and sorrows.
We touch upon them both through our trek down the rode of life.
We are given a rare chance by god, or by whatever force fills our hearts with life
The chance to experience the greatest gift we could be given...

Yet the gift has a cost...

For each measure of joy there must be a shadow of sorrow…
For the love in our hearts we must know the hate
Sometimes the bad outmatches the good
And in that scenario we are scared by life


Yet with love, Scars do fade


~sasukesrg~


nice one!! I love it! ^_^


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I don't need any flowers, because u r the tru flower in my heart.
My fav. quote!n_n


Aww, how sweet. Nice!
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well..here's a story that i just started working on! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF IT!!! i'm gonna try finishing this "novel", but please tell what u think of it^^
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What’s wrong with me?
Whatever I do, something seems to go wrong. I don’t get it.

The night was pitched black, but you could tell it was pouring. The rain was pounding on me. It was as if it was trying to get me to quit and fall to my knees. But quit what? I saw tears running down my cheeks and although I couldn’t see it, I knew my eyes were beginning to puff up red. Why was I crying? All I knew was that it had something to do with me messing up. Horribly. I looked up from under my knotted wet hair, and saw two almost pitch black figures. I caught eye contact with them. I didn’t know who they were at all. But I had the feeling that I was going to meet them very soon. As they stared at me with bright red sorrowful eyes, they started fading away. I tried to scream at the top of my lungs, telling them not to leave me, but not thing came out of my mouth. I tried and tried, and eventually fell on my knees. As the figures completely disappeared, I realized that I was…alone. The realization kept running through my mind. This had to be a dream. It had to be nightmare. All I knew was that I needed them; the two figures that had left me. And that I was alone. I was completely and utterly alone in my own personal world of sorrow, where the only people there were…myself and I.

I yelled to the top of my lungs and woke up to realize I was in bed. I blinked hard, trying to figure out what was wrong. I wiped my eyes and felt tears starting to run. My eyes wandered around my room and settled at the wooden door. I knew that my dad would be running through those doors any second asking me what had caused me to scream in terror. It was only a dream. Yea. That’s all it was. Not thing went wrong..…right? Before I knew it, dad was running to my bedside. He was always so over protected of me.
“What happened? Are you ok? No missing limps right?,” he asked me over and over again. I kind of liked how he was so protected of me. At least I knew that someone would always be watching over me. Although, it does get annoying at times. A lot.
“I’m okay, dad. No worries. It was just a bad dream, okay?’’
“Fine then. But would you at least tell me what your dream was about?”, he asked. I shouldn’t tell him. I don’t want him worrying about me. None the less, hovering over me every minute to see if I was okay.
“N-No. It was not thing. It’s not that important anyways.”, I smiled a fake smile. AHHHH!!! I hate lying to him; the guilt always starts building up afterwards.
“If it’s not important, then fine, but, get out of bed! You’re going to be late for school!”, he said. My eyes bolted toward my alarm clock. No! I was going to be late!
“Uh, dad? I can’t get ready for school if you’re in here, so can you please get out?”, I said as I got out of bed. As he walked out the door without a word, I shut it tight, locked it, and just stared out my window. What’s wrong with me? What’s up with that dream? I asked myself. I spaced out for a few seconds, wondering about my nightmare and then shook my head. Just forget about. Just…forget about it.
After awhile, I started forgetting about my “episode”. Something was wrong with me and I knew it. I knew that something…something deep inside me was causing all of this. But what? With all that forgotten, I got ready for school as fast as I could. I threw on my blouse, jeans, and then my coat and bag. I grabbed my jacket as I burst thought the door and jumped down every two steps when I got to the staircase. My dad, as usual, was sitting down in the living room, watching the news and drinking his daily coffee. He was your typical dad. He said good bye to me as I ran through the front door and to my car. My car wasn’t too, old, but it wasn’t too new, it was decent. As I drove to school, I was kind of spaced out. I know it wasn’t I good idea. But, hey! I’m just surprised I didn’t get into a car accident!
I watched as the wipers wiped away the rain from my windshield. At that moment, it reminded me of my dream. A cold chill rushed up my spine. I pulled over and shook my head. I needed to focus. Not on the dream, but driving and getting to school safely. After I got a hold of myself, I started driving to school through the rain that seemed like it was…pounding against my car. I didn’t feel good…at all.
To keep my mind off of the dream while I’m driving, I’ll just introduce myself. The name is Rosalina Luner, but Rose for short. There isn’t much to know about me. I’m a plain, clumsy, light brown haired and very chocolate-y eyed high school teenager. Well, that’s what everyone says about my eyes. Well that, and me being clumsy. My dad says that I’m like my mom. I haven’t seen her since I was five. I’ll explain that. Remember the part about me being clumsy? Well, that’s what caused the death of my mom. Yup. I’m the reason I never get to see her beautiful, smiling face anymore.
When I was five, my parents decided to bring me to the beach on a humid summer day. It was drizzling a bit and I wanted to see what the sunset looked like from this cliff which stood over an enormous and very deep ocean. My parents wouldn’t let me go to the cliff because they thought it was too dangerous. But I snuck away when they weren’t looking. As I stood at the edge of the cliff, I thought that the sunset was so gorgeous. I wanted to take a closer look and took another step forward toward the edge. I leaned over the cliff so much, that…I ended up falling. My mom realized I was missing and screamed in terror when she saw me falling towards death into the deep ocean. I saw her run toward the edge of the cliff and…jump. I shut my eyes tightly and the next thing I knew, my mom was holding on to me and we were under water. Somehow, my dad managed to get me and my mom out of the water, but I don’t know how. Even though I was still breathing, my mom wasn’t. My dad said that it wasn’t my fault. He blamed himself for not watching my carefully and not getting to me and my mom in time. But, I still think it was my fault. Actually, I know it was my fault. I still haven’t forgiven myself for what I did and I never will. Never.
I drove into the school’s parking with tears running down my cheeks. Luckily, I found an empty parking spot and got it before it was too late. I took the keys out of the car and said, “Get a grip Rose! You’re seventeen!”. I wiped my eyes and whispered to myself, “Everything will be okay”. With that said, I got out of my 2006 Saturn, and walked into the school’s entrance. Without even looking through a mirror, I could tell that I looked a little…depressed. Somebody tapped me on my shoulders, which made me jump a little.
“Are you okay?”, someone said. I turned around and it was Alexia, my best friend since fifth grade. I saw here face and then frowned. She looked a bit sad. Guess when she saw me sad, she became sad. We do everything together. We’re practically like sisters. But, she has blond hair and very light blue eyes. The guys at school always fell to her knees. She was cute, enough said.
“Um, what? Oh! Uh, yea, I’m okay, no worries”, I smiled a fake smile like earlier this morning. But unlike my dad, she could tell when something was on my mind.
“But, your hesitating”, she said in a worried voice. Gah! Sometimes, I just hate it when she can tell that I’m hiding something.
“Oh, I am? Well, the rain is just getting me a bit down. No worries, ‘kay?”. I just said the first thing that came to my mind. I hate lying. Heck! I just hate lying to people close to me. She just stared at me with a worried face.
“Okay. But you can always come to me if you’re in any trouble”, she said with a weak smile. And so the bell that told everybody that it was time for school to start, rang. “Ah! I’ve gotta’ get to chemistry. So I’ll see ya’ at lunch Rose”, she told me as she walked to class.
“See ya’!”, I yelled back. At least I can always count on Alex; that’s what I call her sometimes. As I walked to English, I noticed that the atmosphere was tense. It sent a chill right up my spine. I shivered and decided to keep on my sweater in class. “Today is just not my day”, I said under my breath.


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You
Are one of my best friends
I barely know you
And yet, I trust you
Weird I know
Then I meet your friend
I trusted him too
He told me something
That you said
About me
It was completely true
But I didn’t like it
I really didn’t like it
But I’ve come to accept it
But that doesn’t mean I like it
I hate it
And I’ve tried to change it
I really have
But it only gets worse
And worse
And worse
Until I cant stand it
So I hate you
But I like you
And I can’t say your name
Without crying
Because of all the pain
That happened
Because I met you
You
The cause of it all
And I think
I can recover
Slowly
Slowly
Slowly
Till eventually
I can move on
And leave my world of eternal pain
Hopefully
I don’t need to return
And finally escape the binding chains
That you helped me to realize were there
Because I was blind
And you saved me
So
I thank you
For making me realize
For making me accept my flaws
But that doesn’t mean I like them
No
I hate them
And I hate you
For pointing them out
So
Go away
But come back
Leave
But stay
And I’ll hate you
Yet wont
In eternal pain
The world
The pain
In my life
I’ve come accept
Because of
You




its long...and i dunno what to call it. of course im not talking about you.
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This is one part from one of my stories:

I can still remember him well. His eyes were the first thing I fell for. They were as clear as the sky, but as deep and dark as the ocean and cool as the midnight sky. All different shades of blue swirling in one orb. He told me, "my mom and dad has different eye colors and I guess they just mixed."

But he was wrong.
His eyes were unique, except he didn't want to admit. He said, "I don't want to be too different."
Different is good though, was what I told him. He only shook his head and gazed back up at the sky. I remember the clouds looking like visible wispy wind and they would slowly move across the painted canvas. It was like an artwork, that changes daily.

That was the last time I saw him. The last time I saw his eyes. The last time I heard his voice.

The last time I cried.


Posted 10/13/09
Mines a gay novel > > . . . >< sorry I finally got enough confidence ot write one now that i know enough at least i hope >< even if u dont like "Gay" related sotires etc. then please dont read if your going ot critizize me about it just cause it invovles "Gay" lvoers or etc. Since it has some sex scenes I'm not done with it yet though ><

shougeki wo atae rareta hana
Traumitized Flower

Don’t fool yourself


I sat at the edge of my schools table in the cafeteria, food splattered all over it, as if that was the way to eat around here. “What?” I began to bust out laughing, “There’s no way that Wane would do such a thing!” the boys who I was sitting with began to laugh along slamming their hands on the table “He did! I’m totally serious he just walked up to the chick and was like Why the fuck would I date you bitch? I don’t do girls. Especially prissy-ugly-think-their-all-that-types!” the boy fell off his chair, hitting his head super hard on the floor but not caring much about it. “Oh my god that’s hilarious!” I leaned back in my chair wiping the tears from my eyes “Did he slap the fuck out of her?” I asked and the boys nodded. “Ha-ha! I gotta go tease Wane about this! I’ll see ya guys later” I waved back at them and smiled widely as I ran to Wanes favorite spot, his devilishly colored blue Mercedes.
I ran across the quad and speeded to the parking lot, heading behind the dumpster where Wane always parked. I leaned my head close to the window of his car smiling with my hands behind my back “Open up~” Wane turned his head to see me and sighed a little bit as he opened the door slowly and I got out of the way. “What’s up Wane?” I smiled and giggled a little bit “Drank to much soda I see” Wane scratched his head, his orange sun colored hair getting all messed up, looking like bed hair as always. “Well you’re the one who doesn’t like prissy-ugly-think-their-all-that-types! So I guess that means you don’t like me” I sat up straight and crossed my arms pouting cutely. Wane looked at me gently “Your not a girl” he chuckled and soon after that I gasped “Your so cruel Wane!” I frowned “You know I always act like a girl” I pretended to be furious with him and turned my head. “Well, then how about this” he reached his strong huge hands over to my frail skinny little ones and gently put it through his hand “Your special Lavache”.
I turned my head toward him, I, surprised by his intense stare. I blushed so red that I could swear he was laughing at me inside his thoughts, when I blush, he says you can always tell since my face looks like a fresh tomato. He pulled me closer and closer to him; it was like a trance, his violet sexy eyes bringing me in with his seductive stare. He brought me so close that our foreheads touched, him looking into my eyes so close made me feel so, so embarrassed. I could hear a weird song that went to well with what we were doing the lyrics going through my ears as he reached his strong, rough hands behind my head touching my light pink hair softly and pushing me to his lips. “It’s the same old line, oh every time, are you here a-a-aloone, can I take you hoome~” His tongue inside my mouth, moving mine, his soft smooth lips touching mine, it was like a dream. “If your not, in it for looove~ I’m outta here~” The song continued as he set me on his lap, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my whole body began to heat up with warmth from my head to toes, it was so amazing “W-wane I-I’m-“Wane interrupted me kissing my neck tenderly “Getting turned on?” He grinned as he slid his hand down the side of my body and moved it to the front, touching my hard on gently. Chills began to run up my spine, Wane always knew how to turn me on and I always let him. He was just so good at it that even if I didn’t want to I couldn’t resist, it was a habit. I just wished for my own sake, just this once for today, that it wouldn’t have become a habit because if it didn’t, I wouldn’t be like how I was today.
* * *

“Lavache, hurry up or you’ll be late for school on your first day love~” I groaned as I slowly fell off my bed bringing my covers down with me, my hot pink hair totally messed up and covering my eyes. “Come on love we need to hurry” this man rushing me is Kain, he took me in after a terrible experience I went through. I know he’s trying to help me get over my fear of men but waking up at 5:00 am in the morning is just so not helping! “Noooo~ I don’t wanna” I whined and groaned as Kain dragged me by my feet to my bathroom. He sat me on my girly sparkled toilet and began to comb my hair, slowly with his gentle muscular hands. My cheeks flushed hot pink as I looked up at him, his long messy yet neat silver hair stopping at just the back of his neck, and his Clear sky color eyes. His small glasses outlined with a huge line of black in the shape of an oval, leaning at the tip of his nose, making him look so smart and cool. I began to move my gaze from his eyes and hair to his lips, those well pink shaped colored lips, looking so handsome and smooth just begging me to kiss them! “Lavache?” Kain sighs, “Are you staring at my lips again?” he smiled awkwardly but not in a bad way, more like a your-so-weird-yet-adorable way. My cheeks turned deep red as he slid his finger to my right ear, touching my five colored earrings slowly from the top to the bottom. Starting with the rectangular white one first, a light small pink circular one, a big circle with nothing in the middle hot pink colored one, next my dark circular blue one having a filling, and lastly my favorite one at the very bottom, my medium sized yellow round earring with no filling in the middle. “You’re so adorable Lavache” as he said this I could hear a pint of sadness in his voice, I wanted to know why but for some reason I didn’t ask. He kissed my lips gently, just a peck, enough for it to just be taken as a family kiss but it still made me overflow with happiness. “Thanks, Kain” I smiled big showing him my gratitude since I usually act spoiled around him on purpose. He placed a big blue X shaped clip in the right side of my hair holding some of my bangs back and I sat up “So um, I’ll run to school today k?” I put my hands behind my back so Kain wouldn’t see my fists clench up. “Are you sure it’s alright? It’s your fir-“I skipped over to my bathroom door turning my head around to smile at him “I said I’ll be fine! I’m over my fear of men now” I hated lying to Kain but it was the only way to where I could, well at least try, to skip school.
After I swung my polka dot backpack around my shoulder grabbing a blueberry flavored, muffin with me I walked over to the door waving good-bye to Kain and walked off. “Score” I thought as I walked down the flora Hodge street laughing at my success in escaping and threw the muffin wrapper in a near by trashcan, heading to a radio station I often visited over the summer.
Once I arrived I was immediately greeted by one of my best friends “Oh my god Lavache you have to hear this” a girl with long hot red colored hair down to her tailbone cuffed my hands into hers and looked up at me seriously. “You know your brother Leron right?” she was already jumping up and down, still holding my hands for some odd reason. “Can you please let go of my hands Ulani?” I really wasn’t much interested in anything involving my twin brother “Oh, who cares! I’m excited! I was walking down the hall to get ready to go on air and Leron just popped out of nowhere in front of me! Kyah!” now I seriously wasn’t interested in what she was going to say. I mean why the hell, is she my best friend if all she does is yap away like a dog. “Ok, ok that’s not the exciting part. The thing is he said he liked me and asked me to go out with him! Oh my god isn’t that the coolest thing ever?” she was screaming at the tops of her lungs happily “Um, no it isn’t”
“Aw, come on stop being a bish and be happy for me already”
“How can I be happy for you if for one, my twin brother is a total player Ulani”
“He is not! He says he’s totally serious about me”
“Oh yeah, sure he is. Stop falling for his cheesy tricks, this is just plain sad how can you give love advice to people if you don’t even follow your own God!”
“Now that was just mean! You need to R and R that”
Great now she was going all anger management on me, R and R meaning rephrase and redirect. I was already pissed off enough that I almost had to actually go to school “Look, I’m just saying I know my twin brother a little better then you” this conversation was already going on for to long. I sighed, this was such a pain in the ass “Oh god Lavache don’t go all cocky-jerk-type on me now” I refused to drag on this conversation any longer and just walked past her and walked down the hall turning right at the corner. The floors decorated with checkered black and white squares, cut nice and neat still clean. I glanced up at the walls covered in posters of famous actors or singers like Hillary Duff which was just plain sad considering she’s doing pretty bad right now and the band Green day damn that lead singer was so damn hot! With a couple other random people like the Wolverine, Brad Pitt, Lady Gaga, and some dude who died recently Michael Jackson. Shit I thought as I began to walk faster with my hands in my pockets with Ulani at my tail. I was getting all-emotional just looking at that Michael Jackson poster, how fucking cool he was and his dance moves. With his sudden death I stopped listening to music completely, it just wasn’t the same without him in the world.
“Aw, poor Lavache getting all pussy like over Michael Jackson as usual” she giggled at me and I turned around fast, my eyebrows turning V-shaped as I became furious with her “Look Ulani, I didn’t come here to get teased got that?” I wanted to punch the crap out of her so bad right now. I restrained myself and turned back around sighing and trying to calm down “I’m sorry Lavache, I just, you know, had too much candy today”. I turned back around “Shit, Ulani are you fucking serious?” she nodded and I rolled my eyes turning back around “I should go” I yelled back as I went back around the corner and Ulani followed. “To where?” she yelled back at me and I opened the clear glass doors in front of me walking out “To school of course”. As I walked to the bus stop I could feel Ulani still staring at me through the window, I just couldn’t handle her going all gaga over Leron today. I had too much to think about enough as it is like, for example, how I’m going to survive in that hell hole of a ditch.



* * *
As soon as I reached the school grounds I darted to the back of the school hoping no one would be there although it was most likely. Sadly, I was correct and it seemed three dudes were hanging out there. Two of them fist fighting and the other one sitting back and watching drinking one of those juices in a cup through a straw. I stared at his juice squinting at it to see what flavor it was, fruit punch.
I walked past the man slowly realizing I was slightly turned on since I could begin to feel a hard on coming “What? I-I’m being turned on by a guy other then Kain?” I sat down on a trash can very far away from the men I saw crossing my legs as I pondered about this “How can I like a guy? I’m scared of them”. I didn’t know why but for some reason I was turned on and it completely bothered me to death! So I decided to turn my head to the side and stare at him intensely hoping he wouldn’t notice. The first thing I noticed was his unnaturally light blue hair, it seemed different yet it didn’t look like it was dyed so I just assumed it was natural like mine. It covered his eyes as his head was down and his eyes closed, I decided that maybe eye contact wasn’t the best idea so I moved my eyes down to stare at his lips. His lips seemed beautifully shaped they looked like he would be a great kisser. As soon as that thought popped up in my head I began to instantly think about his lips on mine and his slick experienced tongue reached into my mouth just making me hard from that.
Before I noticed I began to hear footsteps walk towards me I looked up from my naughty dream to see the man I was looking at walk towards me! “Shit! What am I going to do?” my cheeks began to flush with a light pink color “Damn it! I-I’m not prepared to talk to him yet” I began to panic as I scooted back closer to the wall looking down and tried to hide my hard on. This was so embarrassing how could I let my mind slip so far away to where I wouldn’t be able to notice him!
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