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Hatred. Raw, burning, hatred. People who felt this knew how hard it was to take it, without it rubbing off on them. It creates a pure longing for the shelter of darkness. For people who feel the hatred of family members, despite they're saying that they loved them. It felt like a betrayal. It makes people do things most people would find horrible. But its just people trying to find an escape.
She knew more then most that people who felt hatred just want to rebel and do want they wanted. All she wanted to do was go to parties with friends and leave her house to do as she wished. But she was fifteen and constantly felt the burning hatred of her parents and siblings. She just wanted to cry herself to sleep and never wake up.
She often cut her arms to keep herself from losing her mind. I know what your thinking, poor girl, she should listen to her parent's, what's she thinking, shes disgusting yadda yadda. I know. But hatred can warp a person.
Twilight stood in the tree that hung over her camp. Her silver toed paws itched to run down and slaughter the cat she called leader.
The Black cat narrowed her eyes. She could do it to. She was Deputy, no cat would believe a deaf medicene cat. The cat she had looked up to and called Leader for so long had LIED. The old tabby that was slowly dieing in his den had lied to her all her life. She had always beieved she was Clan born, a loyal she-cat. A proud warrior of Thunderclan. But NO, she was the kit of a rogue. A rogue that still lived and whose son would be crueler than any cat in the twoleg place.
TwilightShade. Thaat was the black and silver toed she-cats warrior name. Her mother had named her Twilight. And her Leader TwoStar had taken pity on the starving rogue in the middle of Leaf-Fall, he took a kit that hadn't even opened it's eyes and brought it to another. The cat she had claimed was her mother for so long was SpottedWing. She was a beautiful white cat with grey spots dottin
TrustIt is said that the most heavenly wind. It that, which blows between.
A horses ears. I believe it. Any girl who has ridden a horse.
Will believe it. In the mornings. I wake up to the smell of horses.
Still in my nostrils from the dreams. And I can't help but smile.
When you've been around horses. Almost all you're life.
You can't help but think that horses have become apart of you.
As if it was some vital part of you're body. Like you're lungs.
Or you're heart. If you take horses away. You basicilly die.
When you're around horses. You feel as if nothing can stop you.
When you're riding through a jumping course. Or flying.
Through the tree's of a cross country course.
Or exicuting the correct movements of dressage.
You feel the bond with the horse beneath you. Strengthen.
The horse understands what you ask. And does so. Without question.
When you're heading to a competetion. And you're laughing and.
Sharing stories with you're friends. While riding with the horses.
The horses understand
Time Slows"Steady. Whatch for the jump....
Now!" Feeling the powerful animal under you.
Surge with strength as it makes the jump.
The feeling of time slowing as the critical
Moment passes over. No falts.
Turn leap. Four falts.
"That's okay. Come on we can make it"
Soothing the horse under you as it nickers
in frustration. Turn speed up.
"No!" Warning the black being as it heads towards
The wrong jump. It swerves akwardly. But you make the right jump.
The surge of pride as you and you're horse. Leap over the final fence.
Time slows again. Hoping beyond hope. That there won't be any falts.
You clear it. Gently slowing the cantering horse down.
Raising the hand holding the crop up high in victory. As the judge
Announces the time. Hearing you're team mates cheer as the horse rears up.
Patting the gentle giant with pride as you head to the stables.
Brushing the horse down with pride until his coat gleams in the dim light.
Taking pictures with you're mom and friends to remeber the great times.
The thrill of the leap
ask it too.
you had made.
It's the trust.
That you Share.
When it seems
The two of
you make it
Even though it seems that horses don't understand.
It's more then just the competition
The Way of Life intro. Book style!
A little kit. Black and tiny with a sandy kit and a golden kit on either side of her. And a caring silver mother curled around them, glowing with pride, Her ears pricked as a dark tabby stepped into the nursery from the yowls and claws outside, with a gleam in his eye. the silver mother lept forward launching at the tabby. Her kits tirred and the black one whispered something urgently into the others ears. They nodded and stared horrified as they watched they're mother get torn apart. Suddenly the black kit turned into an older cat with strong muscles and striped markings. Her face was bored and she snapped open her cold forebodeing eyes. A line split her face in two. One half her striped self. The other the same. But had a horrified and sad expression blood staining her coat.
A black she-cat rushed into the clearing and stood smiling over the body of a dead white cat. The striped cat smirked and nodded as she joined the ranks. The she-cat stood on a hill that was made of stone starein
Dancing QueenShe wanted nothing more
dance the night away.
To throw her nappy head back
feel the summer air caress her skin.
her skills in the dancing arts were lack-luster
she wanted to clumsily fling her arms out
Maybe it was the summer heat that drove
Or maybe it was the unrequited love that tore her
CoolI saw this on Cookiepinsky's page so i was like 'WHY NOT!!'
Below 10 = Total Tomboy
Below 20 = Boyish
Below 30 = Not girly.
Above 30 = Girly.
Above 55 = Paris Hilton.
[ ] My fingernails/toenails are almost always painted. (I never paint my nails)
[ ] During the summer pretty much the only shoes I wear are flip flops.
[ ] My favorite toy as a child were Barbies/Bratz
[X] My favorite color is pink or purple.
[X] I did Gymnastics.
[ ] I love skirts.
[ ] Hollister is one my favorite places to shop.
[ ] Tight jeans are the only jeans I'll wear.
[X] I love chocolate.
TOTAL SO FAR:3
[ ] My hair is mostly always straightened. (My hair is naterally straight)
[ ] I usually go shopping once a week.
[X] I love to hang out with friends. (My friends make me smile.)
[ ] I have a piece of real diamond jewelry.
[ ] I've gone to a tanning salon.
[ ] I've gone to the beach to tan - not to swim.
[ ] I have at least 10 pairs of shoes.
[ ] I watch Gossip Girl. (What is this?)
[ ] I change my profile
Los parabrisasTodo mundo tiene parabrisas ,
Nadie tiene derecho a tocarlos ,
Solamente tú ,
Si los piensas cambiar ,no ,
No lo pidas a nadie hazlo tú.
No dejes que las gotas de lluvia,
Afecten y te hagan débil ,
Simplemente ignóralas ,
Si no tienes un parabrisas ,
Encontrarás un paraguas .
Not ReadyI'm Never Ready To Be Alone
Yet I Love My Own Solitude
I'm Never Ready To Grow Up
Yet I Always Day Dream About The Future
I'm Never Ready To Go Steady
Yet I'm Always With Someone
I'm Never Ready To Face You
Yet I Always Say Hi
I'm Never Ready To Pass Away
Is Afterlife Even Real
I'm Never Ready To Have A Child
I Feel lIke I Never Will
If all Zips are Zoodles . . .If all Zips are Zoodles and some Zoodles are Zonkers . . .
Baby told me
back in the day (or a year ago--I never can
remember with all these
foggy ass dimes) "Damn,
honey, don't you know
you ain't gonna win
playin' with fire? So quit
all that hoggin'
your mouth 'round the damn
pipe." I told that bunny
in a matter so funny
I nearly lost all my goddamn
mind when the medicine man took
a look at me after I show him my wallet
and threw open the yellow
book with its pouring of Ls
follow by a few rainin' letters
and some concatenated Ys.
I tell her like I tell you
now: I ain't no dummy, I ain't
never gamble on a game of gin
rummy, but I sure as hell do wish I could
turn back time--I'd send that good-
for-nothing runnin'; I'd tell her
to quit her mussy fussin'; and I'd sit
back on my porch with a bottle of Mrs. Jackie
My TV Bucket ListA reboot of X-men 1992 with original cast (MUST BE LIKE THE ORIGINAL!!! NOT LIKE TEEN TITANS GO!!!)
Toonami getting a standalone channel
Star Fox Anime
F-Zero: GP Legend (Funimation Re-dub)
Deadpool TV Series (Featuring Nolan North as Deadpool and Jim Cummings as Cable)
Cartoon Network buying all rights to Marvel from Disney to air re-runs of Marvel's past shows
Pokemon Origins: Ruby & Sapphire
May and Max rejoining Ask Ketchum in Pokemon XY to promote OmegaRuby & AlphaSapphire
Hulk vs. Thor/Wolverine being aired on Toonami
Pride. It kills. It makes people do things they normally wouldn't. It makes them hard people to understand and know. It makes people stuck up, unbelievable. And most of all. Cold.
She knew that more then most people. She was a very proud girl, fourteen years old and already she was the least trusted member in her nieghborhood. All because she got into to many fights, ws to pridefull, and didn't take criticizm well.
She took hurtful words everyday from her enemies, friends and even her siblings. She just felt broken, but her pride wouldn't let her take anything, from anyone without returning the favor.
She sighed and turned from the magnificent view of the Colorado mountains. She walked back towards her house through the forest. She hurt. Mentally, she felt drained. Like coldness, hurt and rage was all that was left within her. She couldn't take much more. She wished her pride would release her.
So very much...
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