LiesFalling through the abyss of my darkened soul.Lies by Nuclear000Rainbow
In the early morning hours.
Still choking on the fumes.
Your poisones soul left behind.
Still not able to understand.
How your slippery silver tounge could make me so blind.
Not to see, to feel, to grasp.
The lies in the making.
To understand that what i once had.
Was your goul to destroy.
The sacrefice i made, fuel for your ego.
As you poisoned my soul, with a promise of love.
That could never be.
As you left me to scream out my agony.
Inside my prison, my mind.
For the rest of my misserable eternity.
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Frerard-TeacherxStudent-NC-17-Part Four (2)Chapter 4 (2)Frerard-TeacherxStudent-NC-17-Part Four (2) by GHOULISHGLOW
...A Very..Good and detailed drawing...
Gerard emersed out from his room carrying a 'the cure' shirt, singing away to himself.
I quickly stuck the paper into my bag.
"I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love.."
He flailed his arms around, singing again.
"Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Oh, Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love.."
"Not bad Gerard, not bad" I laughed and stood up against the door frame, admiring him.
He stared doing some form of ballroom dancing with the shirt, shaking his hips in a way that made me blush.
"Are you gonna give me that or just dance around?" i asked him, walking closer to him, my towel long gone.
"Hmm.. i don't know..." He pouted. "Why don't you tell me who you're doing your art project on first" He laughed and batted his eyelashes.
"Gerarrdddd, pllleeeeeeaaassseeeee" I batted mine back and attempted to grab the T-shirt.
Frerard-Teacherxstudent-NC-17-Part Four (1)Chapter 4Frerard-Teacherxstudent-NC-17-Part Four (1) by GHOULISHGLOW
P.O.V : Frank (1st)
Gerard grabbed his backpack and we made our way to the school parking lot.
"So, tell me, who are you doing your project on?" He asked me, not looking in my direction but smiling.
I laughed to myself and looked in his direction, "It's a surprise."
He laughed too, "Awh, Frankie I hate surprises" he said with a mocking 'pet-lip', and elbowed me gently in my arm, making me laugh even more.
He opened his car door for me and i went inside, he went round and got into the drivers seat and started the engine.
"Can i put the radio on?" I said, not wanting to distract Gerard's attention off the road for too long.
"Sure!" He beamed and i turned on the radio.
"NO FUCKING WAY, I LOVE THIS SONG!" I screamed as GreenDay's Basket case started playing on the radio.
"Frank, you get more amazing every-time we meet" He giggled, the compliment made me blush. "OH, is your project on Billie Jo Armstrong? Because c'mon who hasn't got a crush on him." We both blushed an
Frerard-TeacherxStudent-NC-17-Part TwoSecond ChapterFrerard-TeacherxStudent-NC-17-Part Two by GHOULISHGLOW
P : O : V : (1st) Frank
I made it through english, keeping my mind focused on the task rather than my next period, featuring comics, an empty classroom, and Mr Way..
I made my way out from the room and paced in the direction of Mr way's classroom..
"Oi! Fag!" Bert bellowed at me, i ignored him.
"HEY! I'M FUCKING TALKING TO YOU!" He shouted again,following me, Quinn and Jeph close behind him. I kept my head down and sped up my steps.
Mr Way's room was just down this corridor!
"Fuck off" i mumbeled, too afraid to say it to them, i kept staring down at the floor, now sprinting, until i bumped into something...someone..crashing down to the floor..
"Woah there Frankie.." My Way looked down at me, smiling, holding out his hand..
He called me Frankie,no one has,ever called me Frankie ... not even Ray or Bob..
I grabbed his warm hands as he pulled me up, he looked at me then back to where Bert, Jeph and Quinn were standing, "Can I help you?" he said to them, arms folded.
Bring Back My Baby - Chapter 2Bring Back My Baby - Chapter 2 by Angel-Eyed-Vengeance
Bring Back My Baby (Synacky) - Chapter 2:
A couple months later...
It was Valentine's Day and Brian wanted to throw himself out in front of a fast-moving freight train. It had been two months since he'd seen or spoken to Zacky. He'd read the texts that his ex-boyfriend still occasionally sent him, but he never responded. It hurt too badly to. Zacky had been the boy he'd had all of his firsts with - first crush, first date, first dance, first kiss, first sexual experience, both top and bottom, and first heartbreak. Brian had made it a point to just move on with his life and leave everything in Huntington Beach behind him. Sure, he missed his hometown, but the beaches of Florida weren't too bad of a substitute. Truth be told, things seemed to be much harder for his little sister to deal with. He really couldn't blame her, she and Matt had been together pretty much since the 4th grade.
Ziah would be 16 the next da
Through the Glass Ch. 4Through the Glass Ch. 4 by cock-zero
“Now, you’re sure it’s south of the diner?” Kid shouted over his shoulder.
“Positive,” Poison answered. “The sun went from right to left when I left it.”
Kid nodded, gunning the engine again and speeding down the dusty road. They’d been driving for almost three hours with only the endless desert for scenery.
“I think,” Poison said quietly. He frowned, gripping his brother’s shoulders. Nothing looked familiar, but he was almost dehydrated for most of his trip through the desert. He saw a dilapidated barn and what looked like a metal tower in the distance off to his right.
Another few miles and a deserted gas station came into view. Kid slowed the bike, pulling up to the pumps and shut off the engine.
“What are we doing?” Poison asked, trying to steady the bike with his feet.
The kickstand came down and Kid climbed off the bike. “I need to piss, plus we might as well see if there’s any gas lef
|the PURRRRRRFECT answer when some one THINKS they know you from some where!|
"do you watch porn?"
'I Feel Insane.' Synacky-Chapter 1: Dead Memories.GatesOfFiction
Heeyo! Ahh.. Feels good to be back here writing some fantasies of mine <3 The first little part was from a dream I had (don't ask) And My-Mental-Fiction suggested I put it into a story, so.. Ta daa!
And, a BIG shout out to Izzy for doing this miraculous cover photo!! <3 <3
You know the drill :3
"Place never gets old.."
Here I am again, sittting by my old tree. Well, it wasn't actually mine, but I've known it for a long time now, it feels like mine. Anyways, I've never actually seen anyone out here with it.
My name is Zachary. Zachary Baker. I prefer being called Zacky better. I don't feel like the common Zachary suits me. I mean, if I told my name to a stranger, wouldn't they think "Oh, some posh kid. No." ? Actually they mightn't, for the fact I'm a rocker dude who dresses like he's attending his own funeral. Including piercings, yes, and mix that together, and y
'Heartless' Chapter 6: FINAL CHAPTER.So guys, this is it. On my behalf of SkeletonsOfSevenfold, I want to say thank you all so much for sticking with myself and My-Mental-Fiction For our journey on this amazing story! We hope to continue and will not fail to disappoint you, with some surprises around the corners in time <3GatesOfFiction
Your's truly, ~Zee (Kayleigh)
I didn't know what to do..
Stutter my way outta this?
Let Zacky do the talking?
No, that wouldn't be fair.
"B-Brian?" Matt barely whispered in shock, his stare locked on mine, holding me down. I felt the most biggest wave of guilt wash over me, and wanted to die. Fuck, why didn't the heart attack take me?!
"Uhm, hey, Matt.. Johnny.. Doc..." I nodded cautiously at each of them. Zacky was sitting at the end of the bed, his jeans on, fiddling with his shirt awkwardly. Oh boy..
"I'll leave you gentlemen.. To talk.." the Doctor said kindly, but I guessed he could feel the tension in the air too. He shut t
I'm me... you can't change me, even I can't change me... Dont EVER tell me to grow up! I do what I want, whenever the fuck I want.... I sleep in the day, stay up all night. I'm never without my music or books, I never listen when I'm told what to do. I've got a sick sense of humour, I laugh at what I want, no matter the sircumstanses. (even laughed at my great grandmothers funeral, could'nt help it, hated her guts). Noone can controll me, noone can teach me when I'm not willing, noone can stop me from reaching my goals... so if you cant accept that, FUCK OFF! cus I'm me, and I will never pretend to be something I'm NOT! Med andre ord, jeg er meg! Hvis du tror du kan endre det? GÅ Å KNULL EN SAU! LOL|
soooooo, some facts about me:
1. I can be a BIG pain in the ass
2. I`m hyperactive and got ADHD
3. I LOVE MUSIC!!! MUSIC IS MY LIFE!!! <3<3<3
4. I`m addicted to partying
5. I´m 24 years old
6. I`m straight
7. I NEVER take orders!
8. I do what ever the fuck I want, when I want.
9. I`m a hairdresser
10. I`m crazy fuckin maniac
11. I love having fun
12. I cant sing
13. I always hang out at the graveyard at night…
Ummmmm... that should be it... ^^