Labyrinth
September 6, 2009 on 3:30 pm | In Art, Misery, Stuff | 1 CommentOh my God, somebody help me!
It’s 3:14 in the afternoon, and all I can think about it sleep. I walk through the labyrinth, hoping that maybe I’ll be able to find the place where they keep the food. It’s been months, weeks, years, since I’ve been nourished like a human being. Forever since I’ve had contact with the outside world. An eternity since I’ve been alive.
My body is thin and fragile, and my heart is always is always beating faster that normal. It consistently feels like I’m going to have a heart attack. I don’t know why I’m here, or what I did that would make anyone hate me so much, but I’m tired of trying to escape.
At this point, I just wander, hoping that maybe I’ll find a morsel of something to eat, or maybe a rock that I can sharp to perfection for suicide. It’s scary though, because not only am I in a labyrinth, but I can’t talk, and I can’t see very well. The world around me is dark and blurry, and my voice refuses to make a sound. I can’t even cry properly anymore.
I’m tired. I’m really tired, and I don’t know when this nightmare will ever end.
I hear something. A door opening? As I look up, my vision is cleared, and a beautiful angel is floating towards me, extended a hand. I reach up to grasp it, praying that this is the end.
Her chest explodes with a spray of blood, and she screams in agony as she falls to the ground. Within seconds, she is dead. A window opened, and then slammed down on my hands.
I wish they would let me wake up.
Is this even a nightmare?
Kimmie has Creative
April 23, 2009 on 3:26 pm | In Art, Love, Oneshots/stories, Stuff | Comments OffSo, a few days ago, I had these sudden lovey-dovey poem like things come to mind, and I think that they’re really cute. So, I decided it would be pretty cool to share them with you folks so I can get some feedback. I love the, personally, and I hope you do to.
Lets fall in the snow and laugh at the cold, pretending it’ll never end. We can play in the leaves and never forget. We’ll plant some flowers and watch them grow. Together, we can run through the summer rain, and jump in the puddles and laugh. Lets pretend this will never end, because there’s still time for one more kiss.
That’s the first one.
Lets fly higher than the sky, lets laugh like it never happened. Lets dance until the sun rises and play like we’re children. It doesn’t matter anymore because you’re all I ever needed, and you’re all I ever wanted. I’ll always be here for you, and you better be there for me. We’ll dance in the rain, play in the snow, and run through the leaves of autumn. We’ll swim through the rights and wrongs and laugh through the good and bad. Nothing can slow us down, ’cause baby, we’re in love.
~~~ Weeee ~~~
They’re alot alike, I know, but they’re still really good, right? I’m proud of myself for spewing forth such lovely works. On that note, I suppose I should tell you about what happened that I found out about today in school.
David Gross, my boyfriend, is suspended. He beat up a kid named Billy Caiati. Do you want to know why?
Billy insulted me. Right to David’s face. He was talking shit about me behind my back and to David. Both of these are stupid moves. You don’t spread rumors about Kimmie. First of all, Kimmie has backup gear,(ahem, Gina, Kasedy, David, and a few others…). Second mistake is that he said all of this to David. Not to a friend. To David. To my boyfriend, David.
So, David flipped shit on Billy. According to him, he grabbed Billy by the throat and punched his ugly face in. I have already told him that he is Gina’s hero and that I love him forever. I don’t know the percentage of guys who stick up for their girlfriends, but I don’t care. David loves me, and personally, I don’t think he had to go that far to prove it. I appreciate it though. Its nice to know that there’s someone outside my family who truly loves me.
Sunset in Ithaca
April 16, 2009 on 6:50 pm | In Art | 3 CommentsI witnessed the most amazing sunset ever, and I’m going to share the pictures that I took with Gina’s camera while she wasn’t around. The are completely out of order, but your still going to marvel at their beauty. Got it? These pictures were taken in Ithaca, btw. Just thought you should know, just in case you didn’t note the title of this post. -.- Some people are stupid, okay?!





Butterfly of the Abyss
March 29, 2009 on 10:56 pm | In Art, Oneshots/stories, Stuff | Comments Off
This is what I plan to use as a book cover for a future book that I want to write, obviously called Butterfly of the Abyss. It has a similar plotline to that of the anime/manga Kuroshitsuji, but it isn’t quite the same in both characters, how the story starts, and what its really about.
“Renatus Vespian is an semi-regular boy from France. He moved to America, because his parents wanted him to get out on his own at an early age, and learn to take care of himself. Or so they said. They wanted to get rid of him, in reality, because they believed him to be a cursed child. He has deep blue hair and yellow eyes; of course they would think that.
After returning to France to find that both his parents are dead and/or missing, leaving him with a large fortune, house, and everything else he really needs to survive, Renatus isn’t searching for the person who took his parent’s lives. Rather, he is searching for his parents themselves. He knows that they can’t possibly be dead; there is a secret that he alone knows, and that alone is proof that they aren’t dead.
After being constantly attacked by demons, vampires, and other beasts of the underworld that claim his soul, flesh, mind, and body are the most wanted things of the underworld, Renatus employs the help and services of Vlad Dracul, now know in this modern day and age as Dracula. In school, Vlad is a protective older brother. At home, he is a butler, working to see that all of his Master’s wishes are fulfilled, and that he has no complaints, while acting as a protective sort of guardian to make sure that Renatus is never hurt by any beasts of the underworld. In the night, he is a blood sucking, immortal vampire that feeds on the blood and souls of the weak.
This story will tell of their adventures, and how their relationships blooms into something that may be more than it seems, or is even less than it seems. Only time will tell.”
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On a side note, me an Gina are only a few chapters/several chapters away from finishing The Last Storm of Spring! Hurray!~…
You haven’t read it yet, have you?
Anyway, give me your thoughts on this story idea that I have, and blah blah. If you have any ‘omg, wouldn’t it be interesting if-…’ ideas, then TELL ME! I would LOVE to know!
If you have any questions about the book cover, ask, and I’ll tell you, whether it be in person, or through the comment services that I have.
Well, its an hour past my bed time. I’m not going to school tomorrow, but I don’t want to stay up too late. If I do, then chances are I’ll screw my sleep cycle up… again.
Also, I didn’t sleep mmore than 1-2 hours last night. The least I can do is TRY to catch up on that. -.- ::sigh::
And somehow, the world moves on.
Show Me Love
October 10, 2008 on 1:35 pm | In Art, Stuff | 3 CommentsShow Me Love – Tatu
I don’t think I even told you this but… I have a crush.
His name is David Gross. He’s funny, he’s cute, he’s funny, he’s intelligent,and he’s funny. And I think he likes me.
We hug often, like, whenever we part ways, whether it’s him going to class, or him going home. The other day, he stuck a chip partial way into his mouth, and looked at me, wiggled the chip, and said, “Get the chip.” I almost did too, but the Mrs. Bodo called us and told us that we needed to get to class.
I was so pissed. That had been like… the perfect opportunity and excuse to make out with him over salty chips. Also, tortilla chips are fucking delicious.
Also, at the end of the day on Wednesday, I hugged him goodbye, and he actually picked me up, and started walking.
He says: Okay, I’m taking you with me.
Me: Nuu~ I have to go home, too~
So he put me down, and hugged me again, and left to get on the bus. He lives in Hancock, and I live in Sidney. Totally not fair. I need to get his address so I can drag him over here.
He’s also a really good artist. I have one of his pictures, in case you want to see it.
But seriously, me and David flirt so much, its hilarious. Mama says that flirting is a sign of maturity, so I’m proud of myself.
For me to be in love with someone this much is really saying something. I haven’t had a crush this big since John Marshall left for Georgia. And I actually got over John. I don’t miss him anymore. But like, its been two days since I last saw David, and I miss him already.
I’m kinda happy that I’m in love though… It’s a step; Natalie says that, if he returns my feelings, he might break me out of my shell, even if it is just a little bit. That would make my life. Not just my day, but my entire life. When I’m around David, I feel so alive, and so much like myself. I feel like I’m not pretending, but like I’m at home, and I can be that same Kimmie that you see day to day. But at the same time, I’m so shy around him… no, not shy. Nervous. Scared. I’m worried that if I say the wrong thing, I’ll completely turn him off from me, and creep him out. So I don’t really talk much around him, but when I do, we have awesome conversation that last about five sentences. Not really, our conversations can last pretty long, but we’re both really quiet, so we don’t really interact verbally very much. I sit with him at lunch, and he sit relatively close to me during homeroom periods, and we talk a little bit. And he likes going through my bag as well.
Recently, he stopped doing that, but he used to, and that’s all that really counts, right? Well, I guess that’s it for now, but Pathetically In Love Kimmie will get back to you if there are any development.
Lovey Dovey NYASH!
Kimmie~
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