the first of many useless stories of my life

Hey guys! back with another comic :3 so last week i was sick and i had a horrible craving... really good fudg-ey like cake. yea, kinda weird but thats cool. so anyways im craving this cake and my mom tells me she'll grab me some. three days into my indisposition im feeling like absolute crap absolutely craving that cake, to the point of crying myself to sleep when my mom presents me with cake mix. it was glorious and i felt better <3
stereotypical female?

oh. and im getting sick again. the effects of my self proclaimed medical cake were not permanent D:  

And a Rose for you.

College this semester is getting tougher. I have an essay due next Monday. The topic is not very easy either; it is a 2-3 page essay on a magazine advertisement. I have to explain the ad and why it makes the target audience want to buy the product. May seem easy to you but it is not as easy as it looks. Also, it has to be written in third person. Anyways. Right now in my Psychology class we are learning about hypnosis, sleep and meditation. I have to say all of it is very interesting. Today we talked about sleep and that made everyone in the class tired, kind of like when you get talking about food and you become hungry. There are four stages of sleep we go through during the night, which is quite amazing.
I hope everyone had a great Valentine's Day. I am not a big fan but everyone still needs to have good day. The place my family and I went to for dinner last night gave ladies roses. Very cool. There were many young people there who looked like they were on their first date; that awkward dinner.

-SourBurglar

"TV is chewing gum for the eyes." -Frank Lloyd Wright

~the only poster with a real identity~ :,(

Hello all, happy almost Valentine's :3
I'm dedicating this poem to a lady friend, but she's not allowed to know who she is. ;)
Also, I'm wondering who's who with these new contributors, because I'm the only one with a real name... The realization struck me like a knife in the heart when I realized that I'm the only one exposing myself to the world... Awkward...
Anyways, enjoy this poem about a crazed woman seeking her destined but unrequited love! (I was envisioning rape and kill and an eternal life for them in the afterlife... But perhaps that's taking it a bit too far...)
You're all my loves! ;)
Ciao.

Captive heart,
Wandering soul.
Bring your valiant soul
To my icy heart.
Warm it with the love
You don't have inside you;
Make yourself pretend to care.
Show up with smiles for everyone but me;
Reveal yourself if you dare.

Compassion from misery;
Misery from pain.
Pain turns into hate,
An unforgiving mistress.

So speed up your waltz,
I'll follow your every move.
Always chasing...
Always there...
You can't out dance me.

Until our lives end, they are intertwined;
You'll never lose me,
Because I love you.
You will choose me
Some day.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Happy Valentine's, sweetheart.
I'll see you real soon.

2/13/2012

~Amy

P.s. check out my personal blog at www.fromadarkheart.blogspot.com (<--- am I even allowed to do that? I mean, I didn't sign a contract or anything... Oh well.)

January's Playlist

     Hello all! I hope everyone's 2012 is fabulous so far and its time to see what I've found this year. I'm also so very sorry that this is a day late, but enjoy!

   January

      1)Lucy - Skillet

      2)Awake and Alive - Skillet

      3)Hallelujah - Rufus Wainwright

      4)Set Fire to the Rain - Adele

      5)Love Song - Sara Bareilles


                                                                              <3 illya

Hello Lovelies!

I am Hero. Why hero? It's because I'll be saying all of the things you never had the gut to say.


    Now, let's venture off into my first rant: Dead friendships. We all have those best friends or those really good friends who eventually drift or find someone new, so what happens when everything falls apart? They will nag or cry or blog about it to all of their followers while you're just sitting there and laughing at how much of a fuss they are making and wondering why they just won't stop talking. Honestly, none of the people who read it cares. Even more, you barely care. There are some arguments (on their end) and rebuttals (on your end), but at the end of it there's really nothing left but complete and total awkwardness. When I say awkwardness I don't mean "Oh, I'm in the same room as my crush and I just stuttered", I mean "Oh, you're going to stand there and laugh at my face with all of your friends while I'm playing Temple Run...cool beans".




Lets list all of the things I hate about broken friendships:
-How they look at you now
-How you can't stop reflecting over the past
-All of the secrets they know about you
-All of the things you gave each other
-How mainstream they make/made all of the things you liked because "I LOVE THEM TOO!"
-The fact they got rid of your blog off their following
-The fact that you don't want to reblog what they have just because you don't want them to think everything is peachy keen between you two (because you love her blog but hate her)
-How you can't help but say "Geeze what a crap bag." in your mind whenever you past them (but really, how does that annoy you. it only makes you giggle)


What about things you love about it?:
-How you aren't held down by the arguments/negativity
-All the secrets you went out of your way to keep
-The bonfire of memories in your mind
-The thoughts of complete and total freedom
-Having your mutual friends not call you by your ex-friends name at least 10 times throughout a day
-(and for me) Being no one's second banana


All in all, dead friendships were always meant to be dead, so you guys can all deal with it.


Good Luck,
Hero

things with teeth and claws shouldn't mess with things that float.

haha! :D first comic up <3 just something simple and cute to look at (sorry if its too small, first time posting, ill find a way to make it more easily seen in future posts, thanks for the patience)

~Cinderr :3

The cake is a lie!

I caught the common cold from my sister the other; definitely on my to-do list... not. I am slowly feeling better and have not missed school; no reason, since I only have two classes. Nothing is really going on at the moment so I thought I would share a very small part, in a short story, I wrote a few years ago:

The air in her throat got thinner, but the tears kept streaming. Her legs taking her as fast as they could; knowing, they would give out soon. Her lungs, they burned like fire. She stops to take a breath. Looking up, she sees a light at the end of the forest. As she starts up running again, a black figure appears in front of her. Trembling in fear, she stops. She screams as loud as she can, sobs uncontrollably, wishing someone could hear her; she knows they are alone and it is useless. A voice calls out her name, "Mavin!" With hazy eyes, she looks up to see the figure pull down his cloak revealing...

And that is where I stop, for this anyway. I have not written much since I graduated high school. Honestly, I spent most of my time writing in my classes. Everyone tends to get their best ideas while in class.

"Save me Barry!" -Nathan (Misfits)

-SourBurglar

P.S. My title is a Portal/Minecraft reference (inside joke).