OOC: I think almost everyone around here has had bad times, we just can't let anyone bring us down. It's just one of those things that you have to push through and remember that there is a purpose for you. Everyone has a purpose, you just have to find yours. I think you are an amazing writer. Perhaps you should chill on posts for a few days, collect your thoughts, and then post something.
Save your good stuff for rps. I think you have a great talent.
As for me, well... I try.
~A.
"How do you do it...
...Make me feel like I do?"
I felt the blade.
And when I say that, I mean I FELT it. I felt it coming down. Every second. I could feel it drawing closer, as the sweat dripped down my face. As the sound of their laughter filled my ears.
I looked into her eyes. And I knew it was the end.
At least...that's what I thought.
The electricity coursing through my system. The flames bathing me, scorching every inch of my body. And then, the edge of steel, slicing through the air. Meeting my throat, cutting through my skin, carving its way through solid bone.
At the time? Throughout the entire, agonizingly slow proccess... I felt this overwhelming pain. Racking my body. The pain tearing my muscles and ripping at my flesh. Intense to the point I hoped it would all come to a close. And it did.
It really did.
Cuz y'see...Now? That's not the night I remember. Not even close. Now?
I remember space.
...Ally-cat. You ever lie awake at night? Just, staring up at the stars. I did. Every night. Every time I had the chance. I layed upon the grass, rested my head. And just...breathed in. Breathed out. And gazed up.
Ever since I was a child, I had hoped to one day visit. To build my own rocket. To travel, to take the journey, to explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life. To boldly go where I'd never gone before.
And thanks to XWF? Thanks to this place...Thanks to you. That dream became a reality. I met you, in outer space. And I met the greatest challenge of my career.
Yes, one week later, it became a nightmare. Yes, one week later, my career came to a close.
But in that moment, on that night?
I felt alive.
I wanted that feeling again. I yearned for it. And I don't just mean up until the moment that blade dropped.
I mean ever since.
I wonder, dear Ally-cat.. Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe... there's more to me than you grew to believe?
Because I know now, that there was much more to you than I had imagined.
I doubted you. I underestimated you. And the hate you had for me, twisted my perception, and caused me to react irrationally. I showed up in France, I wanted to be the center of attention. It was your party. And I crashed it.
I was blind. Blinded by hate....
You are stellar.
But of course...I'm not telling you anything you don't already know.
Shane Said:--9-13-13--
Read the third roleplay... 'Satellite, pt.1' ... there's more to raYne.
Jennifer Stone Said:February 21, 2011 | Me and My Shadow
Each of us has two people sharing their namesake. One person is the being who walks around and who interacts with the rest of the known world. The other is the one we wished walked the earth. Both share similarities. They are virtually the same in essence, but one is the improvement of the other. Very few folks bring out this 2.0 version of themselves. It usually resides forever in the wishful minds of those that long to improve themselves. It frustrates us to no avail. We feel the ultimate version of ourselves is forever trapped by our fear and indolence. Yet we are comfortable letting it stay in our self made confinement.
Why do we accept our own mediocrity, when our own excellence is right there?
#IWantYouToSeeThisPlace
#ItsBetterThanIEverKnew
|we could start again|
iAm fluid... my gender, my sexuality, my personality...
as fluid as the drops of water pouring down upon us from the heavens above
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