Years ago my brother had,
between his legs, a blister.
He tried to pop it with a knife
and now I have a sister.
as the rain fell down.As the rain fell down
I felt it cleansing my soul.
Washing over my frown
That the laughs couldn't console.
Like a cool summer breeze
The water felt so pure.
For my disease,
the rain is the cure.
50 words.It's dark and raining as I'm sitting at the traffic lights, waiting for them to change.
A song I like comes on the radio so I turn it up louder. Too loud.
I can't hear the screams telling me to watch out for the car that hits me from behind.
Milk flavoured jelly beansNot being able to say
What I truly feel
Although I seem like I've lost my way
I won't need much time to heal
My heart is like a piece of debris,
Battered and worn, I'm a terrible host.
It's the scars you don't see
That torment me the most.
That bitch can die
Or I'll go first
You can't run with a knife in your thigh
Yeah... make her live with my curse.
But people don't care about others
They only worry about themselves.
Why would anyone bother my mother
About my state of mental health?
OppositesAlthough I am quiet
you're loud and bombastic.
I choose to use recyclable bags,
you prefer to use plastic
I'd enjoy a quiet night in
You want to go to a concert.
I cringe at the mere thought of pain,
you don't mind when you're hurt
If something is impossible,
you do it with ease.
When I would say "thank you",
you always say "please"
I may not know much
but I know this for a fact:
It is truly intriguing
how opposites attract.
Let the dark embrace me..."Let the dark embrace me,"
I say as you cry.
This phase will not erase me
From in front of your eyes.
My heart is still beating
but there's not long to go.
Life and death competing
to get me to go.
Your tears mix
and merge with my blood
like water and dirt
both mix to make mud.
It's not an eclipse
but the light is becoming shy.
"Let the dark embrace me,"
I say as I die...
Shrek is Love Shrek is lifeShrek Is Love Shrek is Life.
I was only 9 years old I loved shrek so much, I had all the merchandise and movies
I pray to shrek every night before bed thanking him for the life I've been given.
Shrek is love I say, Shrek is life
My dad overhears me and calls me a faggot
I knew he was just jealous of my devotion for Shrek
I called him a cunt
He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
Im crying now, and my face hurts
I lay in bed and its really cold
A warmth is moving towards me.
I feel something touch me
I am so happy
He whispers in to ear "this is my swamp
He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me on my hands and knees
I spread my ass cheeks for Shrek
He penetrates my butthole
It hurts so much but I do it for Shrek
I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
I push against his force
I want to please Shrek
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
My dad walks in
Shrek looks him straight in the eye and says "Its all ogre now"
This Isn't PoetryThis
No, just boring and aesthetically displeasing.
How to Insult PoeticallyOnce I happened upon a callow young lass,
Who apparently thought that it was cool to be crass.
And she turned her tongue upon the profession of writing;
Apparently she felt that it was in need of a smiting.
Though her raving and ranting made very little sense,
She seemed to be taking a rather harsh stance.
Apparently her pain was too great to be understood,
Far beyond the comprehension of this man from the hood.
So I stood there in swagger, clad in my bling.
While she behaved like 'Moon-Moon', in search of a thing.
She spouted some nonsense, some far fetched line,
About never idolizing the keen writer's mind...
If that is the case, then why ape my technique?
Why submit to several galleries; is your brain on the leak?
You are writing to be seen; you seek attention as I do,
What are we if not performers, is that not true?
Did you believe that you could use your past as a shield?
It counts, I'm afraid, for nothing, I feel;
For you see, I'm a killer, as bold a
ManifestAh, me leg,
I shall miss ye,
Latest of the lost.
Aye, ye be Davy
Jones' lass now,
Me pretty, me foot.
Fer a chain shot
While I were topgallant.
With me left hand
And me parrot Jim,
And much o'
The lee side o' me face.
I list a bit now,
An' I've lost me sea leg,
So I'm thinkin' now's time
To leave the Pirate
Round an' head for Barbary Coast
With me coffers t' find the
pretty lass I knew when I was
But a wee thing.
If she'll still take me,
Perhaps I won't even miss the sea.
Our Google, which art in Wi-fi
Quick be thy search.
Thy results come, thy buffer be done,
On Bing as it is in Chrome.
Give us this day our daily updates
And forgive us our spelling
As we forgive those who butcher English grammar.
And lead us not into Apple,
But deliver us from Siri.
For thine is the Wi-fi, the processor, and the Android forever.
Jeff the Killer X ReaderYou were sitting in the living on the couch on your computer (watching youtube vids/ FB/etc) when you came across Creepypasta the first on you read was Jeff the Killer. You didn't think to much about it. You notice it was strangely quit in your house but you shrugged it off. You then notice something again you shrugged it off and continued to read on. Once you were done reading you took your computer to your room to watch funny videos. You then felt as if someone was behind you. You turned you saw none of other than Jeff the Killer holding his knife and said "GO TO SLEEP" you like trolling people cause it was funny and he reminded you of the Joker so said "Hey Jeff" with a confused look he responded "What?" he asked and you said "Why so serious?" Jeff gave you th You-got-to-be-kidding look while you sat there and continued to troll him "Hey ... where's Batman huh Joker" after some time of trolling Jeff you chatted to your Friend on Skype and told (him/her) about you experience and what
Epic Youtuber Rap Battle - Cryaotic vs. PewdiepieEPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!!!
Cryaotic vs. Pewdiepieeeeeeee
Haha, how’s it going bros
My name is Pewdiepie
I’m about to make this sorry excuse
For a youtuber go home and Cry
Keep that mask on
No one wants to see your face
I’ll bro fist your ass into pure disgrace
28 Million subscribers man I’m still in first place!
On the last video, I go live on Twitch
Just to show this guy Pewdiepie
Just how much he’s a little bitc*
And so it continues with me whooping his ass
I’ll be the one to take all your fans and Outlast
I don’t need to show my face to put you in F.E.A.R.
My badass voice is all that you need to hear
I spit rhymes scarier than your creepypasta
I think you have Amnesia
Go home Cry, you’re drunk
Your raps are worst than your livestream bunk
I’m noticed all over YouTube, is that an issue?
My di*k is longer than your Okami playthrough!
Blue EyesBlue Eyes:
A man once told me that blue eyes were best
So I decided I would put these words to a test.
I ran across the globe and found a blue eyed fish
It tasted very tasty when served as a dish
I then went to Ireland to find a blue eyed gnome
Instead I got a Lephrechaun whose name was 'Jerome'
I used him as bait to catch some blue eyed mice
I suppose he now regrets that he lost at dice...
I then used the mice to catch a blue eyed cat
I then used the cat to catch a blue eyed dog
I then used the dog to catch a blue eyed witch
I think I left that one down in a ditch...
In any case...
I returned back home to my quaint boulevard
Where some band named 'Greenday' was out in the yard
I asked the singer what he thought of eyes
But all he muttered was 'cakes are lies...'
Feeling quite unsure about the blue eyed theory
I decided to talk to my friend named Mary
She had a cute face and her eyes were green
So I told her those were the best I'd seen
She invited me home for Coff