Me (in Nightcore) by ChristianWarrior713, literature
Literature
Me (in Nightcore)
It took me a while to realize that this might be art. It is actually a playlist of songs that, I believe, sum up most of me at the moment i made the playlist. I do not own, and did not make, any of these songs. The link will take you to youtube. The more interusting ones are toward the end, I think.
The link to the playlist is in the description.
The paths diverge by ChristianWarrior713, literature
Literature
The paths diverge
I blink.
In that moment, the world shatters into a million pieces around me,
Little shards of time flying everywhere.
As my eyes open, I see them coalesce, forming two paths
I do not, cannot, know what these paths lead to, or how they get there
I just know that there is a parting of the ways, and it is coming
It is here
It is now
(Time stops as I burst into action)
These two paths, separated by such a small action
(Moving, moving so slowly, will I make it?)
I see where the paths end now, both end in death
But I knew that already, but I see one, it ends so much sooner
(I have to make it)
This parting of the ways, it is determined
No man is an Island... by ChristianWarrior713, literature
Literature
No man is an Island...
No man is an Island...
Or so they say.
Sometimes I wonder, is this true?
Let us see
I look, and I see
those around me
And it seems they are far luckier than I
For they all have someone to stand by
Whats the saying? "Everyone has someone to hold"
Except me? O my sorrows untold
Here, it seems I am an Island
With no way to escape at hand
I look, and I see
those around me
And it seems they are far luckier than I
For they all have-
Wait, what am I doing?
I look, and I see
those around me
They are friends, allied
Always there to take my side
She laughs, we smile
I know I'll stay here awhile
Here, it seems I still am an Isla
CDC, what does it mean to me?
They are the ones that get me out of my dorm,
They are my second family, my home away from home,
They always have my back, weather zombies are involved or not,
They tell me what I'm doing wrong, and tell me how to fix it,
They keep me on the path, the one that is straight and narrow,
They build me up in faith, and keep away the devil,
They give me confidence, both in others and myself,
They put me out of the familiar, and show me what I had been missing,
They are there, through the laughter and the tears,
They give me good times and help me through the bad,
They can offer advice, and I will always acce
Me (in Nightcore) by ChristianWarrior713, literature
Literature
Me (in Nightcore)
It took me a while to realize that this might be art. It is actually a playlist of songs that, I believe, sum up most of me at the moment i made the playlist. I do not own, and did not make, any of these songs. The link will take you to youtube. The more interusting ones are toward the end, I think.
The link to the playlist is in the description.
The paths diverge by ChristianWarrior713, literature
Literature
The paths diverge
I blink.
In that moment, the world shatters into a million pieces around me,
Little shards of time flying everywhere.
As my eyes open, I see them coalesce, forming two paths
I do not, cannot, know what these paths lead to, or how they get there
I just know that there is a parting of the ways, and it is coming
It is here
It is now
(Time stops as I burst into action)
These two paths, separated by such a small action
(Moving, moving so slowly, will I make it?)
I see where the paths end now, both end in death
But I knew that already, but I see one, it ends so much sooner
(I have to make it)
This parting of the ways, it is determined
No man is an Island... by ChristianWarrior713, literature
Literature
No man is an Island...
No man is an Island...
Or so they say.
Sometimes I wonder, is this true?
Let us see
I look, and I see
those around me
And it seems they are far luckier than I
For they all have someone to stand by
Whats the saying? "Everyone has someone to hold"
Except me? O my sorrows untold
Here, it seems I am an Island
With no way to escape at hand
I look, and I see
those around me
And it seems they are far luckier than I
For they all have-
Wait, what am I doing?
I look, and I see
those around me
They are friends, allied
Always there to take my side
She laughs, we smile
I know I'll stay here awhile
Here, it seems I still am an Isla
CDC, what does it mean to me?
They are the ones that get me out of my dorm,
They are my second family, my home away from home,
They always have my back, weather zombies are involved or not,
They tell me what I'm doing wrong, and tell me how to fix it,
They keep me on the path, the one that is straight and narrow,
They build me up in faith, and keep away the devil,
They give me confidence, both in others and myself,
They put me out of the familiar, and show me what I had been missing,
They are there, through the laughter and the tears,
They give me good times and help me through the bad,
They can offer advice, and I will always acce
Mistborn Fanfic, Elend's Fall by ScaryFairyPrincess, literature
Literature
Mistborn Fanfic, Elend's Fall
Vin skidded to a halt on the mist-wetted cobbles and flared pewter for a second to steady herself, she glanced around with her tin-enhanced eyes and pouted in impatience. She adjusted her mistcloak around her and was just about to take her knives from their sheathes to check them when she heard the thump of someone landing on the ground. Turning around she saw Elend rising from a crouch and dropped a coin, propelling herself into the air before the new mistborn could take a breath. Jumping lightly over the low rooftops of the skaa apartment buildings of Luthadel she chanced a look behind her and saw Elend struggling to keep up with determinat
Just a college student trying to write something worth reading. I also love HvZ and all my crazy friends I met though it.
Current Residence: A&M deviantWEAR sizing preference: none Favourite genre of music: Soundtack Operating System: Mac OS.X MP3 player of choice: iPhone Personal Quote: Every problem in the world can be solved with high explosives. -Valkerie (sorry for misspelling)
Favourite Visual Artist
What is a visual artist? Imma assume it means painter and say Growlstreak
So I logged in today and my last journal entry was from my last birthday... and I just had another one. 21 now (5 and 1/4 birthdays). Still doing alright. New story idea slowly moving around in the back of my head, haven't written to much of it down yet. Hope everyone is still doing fine.
So to my left one of my good friends and her boyfriend are lying on a couch, to my right my roommate and his girlfriend are lying on another couch, and I'm just like "Well.... dangit."
/rant
want you to know that you are amazing & you're my friend until my death. If I don't get this back, I understand. But, I have a game for you, once you read this letter, you must send it to 15 people, including the person that sent it to you . If you receive at least 3 back, you are loved. Nobody knows how important something is until...................they lose it. Tonight, right at 12:00a.m., the person you like is going to realize that they love you! Then, something is going to happen to you between 1:00 & 2:00a.m. Be ready for the greatest shock of your life. If you break this chain, you, you are going to have bad luck with love for a whole year. Send this to 15 people and see what happens ♥♥♥I LUFF U!