Okay, I was bored and didn’t feel like sleeping, so I wrote this. This is dedicated to all the couples out there, which is why I don’t actually use names, instead using a generic “he” and “she”. Warning: may have some slightly graphic content (by that I mean blood, death, et cetera) and extreme sob factor (if ya know what I mean). :P
This world will never be what I expected
And if I don't belong who would have guessed it...
The darkness weighed down on her shoulders, all in itself a tangible thing that pressed its massive self upon her. She strained her eyes, struggling to make out the subtle outlines in the gloom, as fear and panic made her दिल leap out of her chest. She groped around, hoping something soft would touch her fingertips, even knowing that nothing would. She felt liquid, warm and sticky, कोट her hands, and she choked down the tears that were rising in her throat. Where was he?
No one will ever see this side reflected
And if there's something wrong who would have guessed it?
He struggled to keep his eyes open; the resounding pain as his body clung to its last breath of life was excruciating. He wanted और than anything to give up, to release the hold and let life slip away, but he still struggled. For her. He let out a weak moan, hopelessly clinging to the thought that if she found him, she could make it stop. No, he knew how to make it stop, he just wasn’t ready to accept that. He needed to see her one last time, before his mind would be swayed. But dammit, could she just find him already? He was already beginning to grow cold, his body weakening as it slowly लॉस्ट the battle for life. He shuddered, wrenching his eyes open, as his vision blurred, and the blood still oozed out of the broken shell of his body.
I will not leave alone everything that I own
To make आप feel like it's not too late, it's never too late...
Her breath came in short gasps, as she stumbled onto something soft. She lifted her hands out of the deep puddles of liquid--blood, it had to be blood, but she didn’t want to believe that. She groped around in the darkness, feeling for his outline. Finally her fingers grazed his विभाजित करें, विभक्त करें side, his slowly rattling chest, throat, chin, face. She felt him shudder, and she bent down, resting her head on his chest, ignoring the blood and grime accumulated there. She felt his torn shirt, and he gave a soft murmur. Gently, she kissed his cheek, then his lips, as the tears streamed down her face.
Even if I say it'll be alright
Still I hear आप say आप want to end your life...
She was shaking with sobs, and she squeezed her eyes shut, her head still in his lap. Her forehead and shoulder throbbed from her wounds, but she knew her casualties were nothing compared to his. Her mind refused to accept that he, the spark in her life, her greatest joy, was dying, could already be dead. Maybe it was sheer प्यार for him, maybe it was her head injury, but she could see, through her closed eyelids, him there beside her. When she looked up, his gentle face was there, his eyes glimmering like they always did, his hair ruffled, his mouth twitched in a playful smirk. A smile slowly slid across her face, even as she choked on the tears that were pouring down her cheeks and dripping off her chin. It would be alright, he was there. She pictured him stroking her hair, and she almost felt his warm fingers, twirling the strands and brushing against her scalp.
Now and again we try to just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around 'cause it's not too late
It's never too late
As the flow of tears began to ebb, the sorrow in her दिल replaced with a sort of numb happiness, her eyes slowly opened. He was there, she reminded herself. He would always be there. But even as she thought those words, repeated them in her mind, her कल्पना began to slip away, replaced with reality, as cold as the body under her head. She sat up, wailing in agony as she saw his eyes glassed over, their imagined glimmer gone, faded forever. Screaming, she pressed her lips to his, vowing never to wrench them away. Vowing to never let him go.
Even if I say it'll be alright
Still I hear आप say आप want to end your life
Now and again we try to just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around 'cause it's not too late
It's never too late...
So, whaddya think? It even made me cry, and I never cry at this kind of stuff. Btws the song is “Never Too Late” द्वारा Three Days Grace (my current प्रिय song).
This world will never be what I expected
And if I don't belong who would have guessed it...
The darkness weighed down on her shoulders, all in itself a tangible thing that pressed its massive self upon her. She strained her eyes, struggling to make out the subtle outlines in the gloom, as fear and panic made her दिल leap out of her chest. She groped around, hoping something soft would touch her fingertips, even knowing that nothing would. She felt liquid, warm and sticky, कोट her hands, and she choked down the tears that were rising in her throat. Where was he?
No one will ever see this side reflected
And if there's something wrong who would have guessed it?
He struggled to keep his eyes open; the resounding pain as his body clung to its last breath of life was excruciating. He wanted और than anything to give up, to release the hold and let life slip away, but he still struggled. For her. He let out a weak moan, hopelessly clinging to the thought that if she found him, she could make it stop. No, he knew how to make it stop, he just wasn’t ready to accept that. He needed to see her one last time, before his mind would be swayed. But dammit, could she just find him already? He was already beginning to grow cold, his body weakening as it slowly लॉस्ट the battle for life. He shuddered, wrenching his eyes open, as his vision blurred, and the blood still oozed out of the broken shell of his body.
I will not leave alone everything that I own
To make आप feel like it's not too late, it's never too late...
Her breath came in short gasps, as she stumbled onto something soft. She lifted her hands out of the deep puddles of liquid--blood, it had to be blood, but she didn’t want to believe that. She groped around in the darkness, feeling for his outline. Finally her fingers grazed his विभाजित करें, विभक्त करें side, his slowly rattling chest, throat, chin, face. She felt him shudder, and she bent down, resting her head on his chest, ignoring the blood and grime accumulated there. She felt his torn shirt, and he gave a soft murmur. Gently, she kissed his cheek, then his lips, as the tears streamed down her face.
Even if I say it'll be alright
Still I hear आप say आप want to end your life...
She was shaking with sobs, and she squeezed her eyes shut, her head still in his lap. Her forehead and shoulder throbbed from her wounds, but she knew her casualties were nothing compared to his. Her mind refused to accept that he, the spark in her life, her greatest joy, was dying, could already be dead. Maybe it was sheer प्यार for him, maybe it was her head injury, but she could see, through her closed eyelids, him there beside her. When she looked up, his gentle face was there, his eyes glimmering like they always did, his hair ruffled, his mouth twitched in a playful smirk. A smile slowly slid across her face, even as she choked on the tears that were pouring down her cheeks and dripping off her chin. It would be alright, he was there. She pictured him stroking her hair, and she almost felt his warm fingers, twirling the strands and brushing against her scalp.
Now and again we try to just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around 'cause it's not too late
It's never too late
As the flow of tears began to ebb, the sorrow in her दिल replaced with a sort of numb happiness, her eyes slowly opened. He was there, she reminded herself. He would always be there. But even as she thought those words, repeated them in her mind, her कल्पना began to slip away, replaced with reality, as cold as the body under her head. She sat up, wailing in agony as she saw his eyes glassed over, their imagined glimmer gone, faded forever. Screaming, she pressed her lips to his, vowing never to wrench them away. Vowing to never let him go.
Even if I say it'll be alright
Still I hear आप say आप want to end your life
Now and again we try to just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it around 'cause it's not too late
It's never too late...
So, whaddya think? It even made me cry, and I never cry at this kind of stuff. Btws the song is “Never Too Late” द्वारा Three Days Grace (my current प्रिय song).
Hair:
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the क्वीन या king at the earliest time possible. I became क्वीन at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced द्वारा a new queen. A seven साल old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the फ्रेंड्स i do now?
Where i was originally born, i was royalty. Chosen immediately because my hair was white. In my tribe white hair was a rarity. And that child would become the क्वीन या king at the earliest time possible. I became क्वीन at the age of eight. I was wiser than i sounded. I was terrifying, yet generous. I helped and protected when ever necessary. But When my indecent occurred, and i was banished i left. And i was replaced द्वारा a new queen. A seven साल old girl with short white hair. At that time i had long white hair.
It was to grow out for however long i was ruling. Now i had to cut. It was custom. Now i cut and left my hair grow out at what ever pace i choose. But as i look at my hair and see it flow, the pain flows too. The past i had. I loved it so. But it was part of my cursed color of hair that i became who i am. but then without it now...who would i be? Would i be here? Would i have the फ्रेंड्स i do now?
Daily Episode
दिन Thirty-Five:
Static Shock Episode Eighteen: "Frozen Out"
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Summary:
During the क्रिस्मस season, ice and snow blow through Dakota. Static soon realizes it comes from a Bang Baby with cryogenic powers named Permafrost. Permafrost, however, is merely a young homeless, orphaned girl who has mental problems from trauma as a young child, who can not control her powers as they occur when people ignore her as she begs on the streets. Static must somehow convince her to calm down and accept his help.
In two days, Young Justice will be ADDED to the Countdown Episode List. That's right. You'll have an episode of Static and YJ to watch.
BUT IT'LL BE AWESOME!!!!
This is one of my प्रिय episodes. What about you?
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दिन Thirty-Five:
Static Shock Episode Eighteen: "Frozen Out"
Link: link
Summary:
During the क्रिस्मस season, ice and snow blow through Dakota. Static soon realizes it comes from a Bang Baby with cryogenic powers named Permafrost. Permafrost, however, is merely a young homeless, orphaned girl who has mental problems from trauma as a young child, who can not control her powers as they occur when people ignore her as she begs on the streets. Static must somehow convince her to calm down and accept his help.
In two days, Young Justice will be ADDED to the Countdown Episode List. That's right. You'll have an episode of Static and YJ to watch.
BUT IT'LL BE AWESOME!!!!
This is one of my प्रिय episodes. What about you?
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
Daily Episode
दिन Thirty-Six:
Static Shock Episode Seventeen: "Static Shaq"
Link: link
Summary:
Static is hunted out द्वारा the Ruff Pack, who nearly discover his secret identity. This episode guest-stars Shaquille O'Neal as himself.
Static Shock has a lot of famous African Americans guest तारा, स्टार on the show, with Lil Romeo even doing the themesong for seasons 3 and 4. But for a monster introduction, आप had to bring in a monster of a guy. So, Ladies & Gentlemen: Shaquille O' Neille!!!
(SOOOOOOO SORRY IM LATE!!!!!)
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दिन Thirty-Six:
Static Shock Episode Seventeen: "Static Shaq"
Link: link
Summary:
Static is hunted out द्वारा the Ruff Pack, who nearly discover his secret identity. This episode guest-stars Shaquille O'Neal as himself.
Static Shock has a lot of famous African Americans guest तारा, स्टार on the show, with Lil Romeo even doing the themesong for seasons 3 and 4. But for a monster introduction, आप had to bring in a monster of a guy. So, Ladies & Gentlemen: Shaquille O' Neille!!!
(SOOOOOOO SORRY IM LATE!!!!!)
Check out my SUPER IMPORTANT UPDATE:
Link: link
