Most songs are just noise. Really. Every so often, there's a song that's more. They're rare, rare than silver, rarer than rhinoceroses in the wild, rarer than forgiveness. But Lord, they're beautiful. Those songs, those songs change you.Some people never feel that way, and if you ever meet those people, I ask that you carve out a piece of your soul - cheese knives are typically the best tool for soul carving, although a butter knife will do in a pinch - and wrap it up in a soft cloth, and hand it to them like it's their benediction straight from Christ, because I swear to you, they need it more than you do.And if you ever meet someone who cannot dance - who really cannot dance. If you ever meet someone who cannot dance, let a single tear fall in a graveyard to soften the earth, because I promise you, they will not be long for this earth.This is all un-beta-ed and any feedback would be greatly appreciated, I'm just trying something here.
Saints Row, takes place in SR 2 after Aisha's death. Male on male romance. Beautiful floof.
crashing waves. thunderstorms. destruction. they all f e e l like you. shade. tears. stagnant rivulets. they all l o o k like me.
Что может быть лучше начала теплой летней поры? Особенно, если ты - студент-второкурсник, которому предстоит июньская педагогическая практика в детском оздоровительном лагере, где твой старший вожатый каждодневно вгоняет тебя в краску и доводит до безумия своими саркастичными комментариями и колкостями. Антон по неопытности и наивности, сам того не замечая, становится жертвой собственной юношеской эмоциональности.
Take all that you want from meTry and leave me with nothin'That shit don't faze meWhat kind of girl you take me for?I don't need your petty companyLeast I know you're good for somethin'You entertain meGo on and entertain me, boy -Entertain Me - Ylona GarciaA/N: Unlike my other TokRev fanfictions (the Brothel, Paradise Lost, etc) this fanfiction isn't angst. I
Хан Джисон-ученик живущий необычной жизнью с трудом находит себе друзей и создает себе всё сам.
see what happens when ezra get kicked out of the rebellionI don't own star wars rebels.this is my first fan fic let me know what you think of it
"it hurts like hell to be torn apartand it hurts like hell to be thrown around"
In the Advanced Nurturing High School, Kiyotaka Ayanokoji accidentally fell down the empty stairs and appeared in another world, without the obstruction of other people, Ayanokoji instantly decided to live an ordinary life. In a world with quirks, the dream of his fellow quirkless companion is to be admitted to UA? Ayanokoji: I am an ordinary person and wish to live the life of an ordinary person. I think UA High School's general department is very suitable for me. All Might: Congratulations Ayanokoji, you have been accepted to join the hero department! In a world with gifts, his companion who comes from the same orphanage can turn into a white tiger? Ayanokoji: I have no gift, I think working at the cafe downstairs of the detective agency is more suitable for me. Dazai: The detective agency decided to let you join with Atsushi, aren't you happy? In a world with seven kings, the new friend he met turned out to be the Silver King who lost his memories?Ayanokoji: I heard that Scepter 4 has good welfare, high salaries and they are civil servants. Please give me a chance to join!The Blue King: I have no ability to take over the new Gold King.Ayanokoji: I somehow feel that something went wrong with my plan...