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Never Said A Word. by Bsian, literature

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Never Said A Word.

I never thought I was quiet. Not until I wasn't heard. I spoke to you all. But you never said a word. I talked to you today. I told you good morning. But you kept walking- Without even turning. I talked to you today. You didn't hear, I'm sure. You passed me by- Quick as a blur. I talked to you today. You spoke back to me. For the first time in ages. It seemed you could see. I just want some friends. All I want is a glance. But I know I'm weird. And you can't take a chance. I looked at you for help. Someone laughed at me today. But you kept on going. You just walked away. I lowered my head. I stared at my feet. I went

Silence. by Bsian, literature

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Silence.

There is nothing here. No car horns. No barking dogs. No laughing children. No screeching tires. Nothing. The sounds are overwhelming. But filled with nothing. It's as if the TV of the universe- Is stuck between one and two. There is nothing there. Simply gray, gray lines. But the volume isn't on. It's the noiselessness static. What is it? Is anything ever really silent? What if the pure silence- Is covering up the noise- Of another world? What if they can't hear us- Over their silence, and ours Blocks them out? I know they are there. However; I don't recommend you to listen. Don't focus on the silence. You will notic

Johnny C: Zombified! by Bsian, literature

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Johnny C: Zombified!

Johnny C was dead. He was quite enjoying this fact. Everybody ran in fear of him now. No one made fun of him. The best part? He could enjoy a movie without some asshole kicking the back of his chair, and then, calling him a faggot when he got angry. He didn't have to deal with the women at the music stores judging his music taste, or whether or not he could pronounce band names the proper way. He could go to the 24/7 and the clerk would automatically hide. After all, who wanted to screw with a zombie? The worst part, by far, was the fact that nothing tasted good anymore. He got so frustrated after trying to drink the fifth brain-freezy fo

Am I worth saving? by Bsian, literature

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Am I worth saving?

Johnny laid down on his roof, watching the stars become visible in the sky. He bit into the inside of his cheek, tasting pennies on his tongue. He closed his eyes, and put his arms above his head. There was so much he couldn't remember from his life, and so much of what he could was just agonizingly painful. He put his legs down, and felt a pain in his neck that he knew he couldn't pop out, no matter how hard he tried. He didn't want to be by himself right now. The doughboys wouldn't stop. He didn't want to kill anyone, and he didn't want to kill himself. He didn't want to listen to Nailbunny soothe his confusion, either. He just wanted anoth

Johnny's Waltz. by Bsian, literature

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Johnny's Waltz.

Sometimes, the maniac was a very happy man. He was cheerful, and Todd liked it. Growing up, he lived for the days when he was cheerful. It was wonderful when they would walk across town, when they would feed the geese, but Johnny was not always this way. He was mean other times. He didn't know how to deal with it when he yelled, and threatened to kill people. He wanted to hide, and cry. As he got older, he learned to tune out Johnny's bad moods. One of the good days, he was sitting on Johnny's floor, right across from him. He was being overwhelmed with his emotions. The maniac noticed, and inquired as to what was wrong. He held his tongue fo

Sometimes They Did. by Bsian, literature

Matthew. by Bsian, literature

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Matthew.

He said,"I feel that this is a repeat, I feel like she's about to do it again. I want to take every bit of her I can get." I shook my head, rested my hand on his knee - Squeezed in comfort, because words were Not there for me. He kept on going,"I just want to see her, And she leaves over every little thing. I feel like a little kid; hopeless." I leaned my head on his shoulder - Patted his knee, because words were All wrong from me. There was a long silence of trying to speak, Nothing seemed to sound good enough in my head. I rested my forehead on his cheek, closed my eyes. Breathed a sigh of frustration - And shifted my h

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Never Said A Word. by Bsian, literature

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Never Said A Word.

Silence. by Bsian, literature

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Silence.

Johnny C: Zombified! by Bsian, literature

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Johnny C: Zombified!

Am I worth saving? by Bsian, literature

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Am I worth saving?

Johnny's Waltz. by Bsian, literature

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Johnny's Waltz.

Sometimes They Did. by Bsian, literature

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I Just Called To Say I Hate Myself by krutch99, literature

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I Just Called To Say I Hate Myself

angel, twist your halo into an anchor, tear your wings out at the roots if you won't fly anymore. blow out the candle you left burning at the window, close the door, i'm not coming home tonight. sing the stars in your silver sky a melancholy lullaby, sing them down the way you used to. angel, don't look for me tonight, i'm on the wrong side of a one-way door. you know i love you, but i'm a whore, i didn't mean to let this go so far. wipe the tears from your silver eyes, beautiful. i know you are but what am i, pitiful. sing the stars in your fading sky a brokenhearted lullaby, sing them down the way you used to.

Tender by blackdahlia911, literature

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Tender

i am a taxidermy fawn, existing yet comatose, my soul flickers within a lantern, releasing a smoke with the scent of pheromones and vanilla verbena, but your necromantic whispers linger in my ears, so sweet and succulent as peaches, animalistic instincts give me breath, filling my lungs upon a full moon, oh i'd so like to take a bite of you, you and your jungle bred lips, tropical to taste, organic to kiss, jaguar, leopard spots cover your skin in patterns painted by the forest, then a low, throaty growl slips from your jaw, haunting me like a past mistake, but you are wild bamboo and the sound of my heart beating,

inappropriate interrelations by Dan-Tocher, literature

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inappropriate interrelations

when acknowledging my interpersonal alliterations certain patterns develop in my observations my subconscious statistical collections reveal devious ubiquity in perceptions deep agendas augmented in complications and increasingly unidentified random associations resulting in my independent approaches to situations such as my uncontrollable word manipulations, totally representative in my irrefutable rationalizations, and my irresponsible ruthless motivations that keep causing all these inappropriate interrelations

A killer called love by Kristeena90, literature

hot soaked from head to poe by Dan-Tocher, literature

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hot soaked from head to poe

once just after a long day dreary i'd ache for a hot soak so weak, and weary the porcelain felt cold as bleak december as it filled with hot waters to warm dying embers heat dissolved foul mood found so beguiling warmed up my insides, and started me smiling presently my soul grew ever stronger but hesitating i would stay even longer in i poured a scented bubble bath then turned faucet with toe so heat would last but faintly there would come a tapping on chamber door you came a rapping hey i gotta pee you'd say yeah well nevermore! so go away!

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Artist // Student // Literature

Feb 1
United States
Deviant for 12 years
She / Her

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My Bio

NAME:
Megan.
AGE:
Excuse me while I just-
*shreds birth certificate*
SEXUAL PREFERENCE:
Bisexual.
LIKES:
Gore.
Smut.
JTHM.
Invader Zim.
Ponies.
Yaoi (any kind, pretty much... >//<)
Music.
Internet.
You.
Glee.
Rupert Grint.
DISLIKES:
Hatred.
Discrimination.
You.
TALENTS:
Writing, drawing, singing, acting, and making you hate me.
FUN FACTS:
I have a crooked leg.
I went to InvaderCon this year, and Richard Horvitz read my poetry out loud. ;D
I am taking suggestions for writing, and possibly drawing.
I promise I'm more intimidating in real life.

"Megan so pretty
with Hair so long
When she calls me
Plays the Ding Dong Song

I love her forever
Sneak into her room
Watch her while she sleeps
In the night of the full moon

I love My Megan
It's oh so true
And if you don't like her
I'll kick your ass too.

<33333 :'D"
-

"So so dead."
"Hence, fence."
"Break my jam, shit gets real."
"MCGONAGALL"
"NO POST ON SUNDAYS"
"I bought your shampoo, so that I could smell my hair during masturbation."
"I'm going to stick my toes in your butt."
"It's not gay if you don't make eye contact."
"He sucked my dick once, but... he's not gay."
"FAT DUCKS"
"I'm going to tie her up, and play tetherball with her tits."
"It's dark in my house. Nny's gonna come out, and shove nails into me."
"MOTHERFUCKER NO."
"Who needs Lagoon when you have this shit?"
"... Kittens."
"Zombie sex."
"Squee, it wants my boots!"
"Nipples"
"Nipple dick fist pump"
"FAGGOTS."
"LESBIANS."
"Aggot fay."
"I ay uck say ick day."
"SHEEEE WILLLLL BE LOOOOVEEDDD."
"faps"

ME LOVE YOU LONG TIME<3

-Feels awkward that not everyone thinks I'm a friend... -

I'm gonna go now. xD

Favourite Movies

Gypsy 83. Black Swan. Little Miss Sunshine. Mrs. Doubtfire. Woman In Black. Paranormal Activity.

Favourite TV Shows

Glee.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Gregory and The Hawk. They are eargasms.

Favourite Books

Harry Potter. Thirteen Reasons Why. Looking For Alaska. The Fault In Our Stars. Sprout. Identical. Impulse.

Favourite Writers

John Green. J.K. Rowling. Kevin Brooks. Dale Peck. Ellen Hopkins.

Favourite Games

Left 4 Dead. Super Smash Bros.

Favourite Gaming Platform

Gamecube.

Tools of the Trade

Kittens.

Other Interests

Dead babies. Creeping on everyone.

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Bsian

Jan 21, 2014

I never use this anymore.

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For the love of Steve Gray, if you and I spoke a lot in the past, you should definitely add me on Skype, or something. xMeganMelodrama You could actually probably add me on Steam also. I don't have access to Internet right now, but I get on occasionally, and I might game with you or something for a bit. Who knows? I MIGHT EVEN TEXT YOU.

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Bsian

May 8, 2013

FFFF-

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Huh. It would seem that Bsian is on her computer... And... by assuming that you reading this, which you completely are, I am also posting a journal. Which means: No more depression. Less leave time. Maybe... more art? >:3 REQUEST ME FILTHY HUMAN WORM BABIES<3

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Bsian

Dec 6, 2012

fuck...

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College is so fucking expensive. Honestly, the most shocking part about the experience of being a senior is the fact that reality checks fucking suck. The college that I would really love to go to is very expensive. It's about $46, 300, and that is not counting how much it would take for me to get up there.That's also only a year, and I'm probably going to go for a Bachelor's degree in Theater, English, or Psychology. There's another I wouldn't mind going to, and that one's kinda reasonable, but I really want the first one. And I know how shallow, and stupid that is, specifically because I wouldn't be paying for a good portion of it. My pare