When I'm reborn from this,
my soul will make sounds like a newborn child,
thrust into a world of pain and sorrow that I do not understand.
When I'm reborn from this,
I will be surrounded by those who love me once more,
their arms a blanket of love at my arrival.
I will find comfort in those who have shaped me
who have loved me enough to make a hand print on my heart.
I will cry and scream at the injustice of life's misery
and they will hold me together as I am breaking.
When I am reborn from this,
I will become aware of the world around me.
I will cherish each joy and learn from each heartache.
When I am reborn from this,
I will
Our lines are blurring.
I can't tell where I end and he begins.
Our chests together...
Breathing in and out...
From the outside we must look like a beating heart,
As we expand and contract with our matching breaths,
Never losing contact.
His hands are on the small of my back.
My hands are on his shoulder blades.
Our necks are over each others shoulders,
Just breathing...
Taking each other in...
Running our hands over each other,
Just for the joy of touch...
Completeness...
Unity...
Perfection.
He says in one sigh what we're both thinking.
This is right.
Everything was worth it...
Just for this.
We're whole again.
We're
When I'm reborn from this,
my soul will make sounds like a newborn child,
thrust into a world of pain and sorrow that I do not understand.
When I'm reborn from this,
I will be surrounded by those who love me once more,
their arms a blanket of love at my arrival.
I will find comfort in those who have shaped me
who have loved me enough to make a hand print on my heart.
I will cry and scream at the injustice of life's misery
and they will hold me together as I am breaking.
When I am reborn from this,
I will become aware of the world around me.
I will cherish each joy and learn from each heartache.
When I am reborn from this,
I will
Our lines are blurring.
I can't tell where I end and he begins.
Our chests together...
Breathing in and out...
From the outside we must look like a beating heart,
As we expand and contract with our matching breaths,
Never losing contact.
His hands are on the small of my back.
My hands are on his shoulder blades.
Our necks are over each others shoulders,
Just breathing...
Taking each other in...
Running our hands over each other,
Just for the joy of touch...
Completeness...
Unity...
Perfection.
He says in one sigh what we're both thinking.
This is right.
Everything was worth it...
Just for this.
We're whole again.
We're
Our lines are blurring.
I can't tell where I end and he begins.
Our chests together...
Breathing in and out...
From the outside we must look like a beating heart,
As we expand and contract with our matching breaths,
Never losing contact.
His hands are on the small of my back.
My hands are on his shoulder blades.
Our necks are over each others shoulders,
Just breathing...
Taking each other in...
Running our hands over each other,
Just for the joy of touch...
Completeness...
Unity...
Perfection.
He says in one sigh what we're both thinking.
This is right.
Everything was worth it...
Just for this.
We're whole again.
We're
as we drove down the wilton road
with all we needed,
shiny new subaru,
sleeping bags,
booze of different chemistries and inflections,
clothing for a few days on account of the lost power,
we looked at the down trees, dressed in brilliant ice,
refractors of light of a quality unmatched,
shining the sun our way as though we
Current Residence: Indiana Favourite genre of music: Varies Operating System: Windows MP3 player of choice: dun have one :pouts: Favourite cartoon character: GARFIELD BITCHES! Personal Quote: The opposite of love isn't peace, it's creation.
Favourite Visual Artist
Nyahu...If I were wearing socks, she would be rocking them.
Favourite Movies
Toss up between V for Vendetta and The Princess Bride
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Varies
Favourite Games
Apples to Apples
Tools of the Trade
anything in arms reach...and some stuff I have to go upstairs for.
No one entered. so that means...
I WON! WEEEEEEE!
Many thanks to CAWalizer for at least doing an entry. I might just send you something in the way of a prize just because you made me smile. *hugs* XP
This is the last week to turn in your stuff for the comic contest!
Good luck everyone!
The original post of the rules is here:
http://rianablackrose.deviantart.com/journal/13450431/#comments
Ok friends. I wrote a little story for a book that my dad and I are writing together. But I had the cool idea of seeing what it would look like as a webcomic or anything like that. So I wrote out a little scene from it and wanted to see what you guys can come up with.
Here's the link to the story:
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/58198049/
PRIZES
1st: I'm hoping to offer the winner a collab for a webcomic, if they're interested. And eventually monies from publishing.
And there will be some honorable mentions.
RULES
1. Use any medium you want.
2. Do the characters anyway you want. Really make it your own.
3. Make it as lo