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I tình yêu this saying, so I just thought I'd post it :)
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posted by amoremusic
blessed
when i think about the things that God has blessed me with i get to excited to think that he has done all of these things for me and only me, so that the people around me can be blessed as well,

The things that i cherish the most is family and the impact that they have on me as a young woman, the tình yêu that they hiển thị me everyday of my life, there is a quote that fits what i'm talking about and this is what it is:

"Family, they are the people who bring bạn up when bạn are down, they are the ones that bạn can turn to when life isn't going the way bạn want it to, they are there to comfort...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

Tia had told me that he obviously liked black, so she'd chosen the scary dây hàng đầu, đầu trang and skinny jeans with black peep-toed heels. Tia had gone overboard. I looked like a freaking goth.

I thought I was dressed way out of my league, but Tia đã đưa ý kiến I wasn't. It was difficult to believe her.

Still, I dropped a plate when I was in the phòng bếp, nhà bếp on Saturday evening when he knocked on the door. I almost twisted my ankle in my hurry to open the door. I threw it open, and I almost cried in relief when it was him and I hadn't almost injured myself for nothing.

He looked stunned when he saw what I was...
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posted by whitelion
your smile, your eyes, your voice
as if bạn gave me a choice
everything about bạn i loved
all other feelings aside i shoved

on your every word i hung
and even among
a crowd, only bạn i see
nowhere else i would rather be

these feelings for you, that are kept inside
i can no longer hide
everything about bạn i admire
bạn are all i desire

so kind, so sweet, so passionate
everytime our eyes met
my tim, trái tim would race
while looking at your smiling face

full of buety, life, and joy
with my emotions bạn play like a toy
like a wild beast, my emotions cannot be tame
and i don't even know your name
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Calling all writers!
Are bạn an artist with your words? Do bạn like to write? I know I do. "So bạn Think bạn Can Write" is a contest for people who would answer the same as me.

Basic Rules & Guidelines
1. Your entry MUST be đã đệ trình to this spot as an article. If it is entered in any other section it will NOT be accepted.

2. Your entry MUST be original/written bởi you. If anybody helped you, please credit them.

3. Your entry must be properly key-worded and titled.
a. A proper title: "[username here]'s SYTYCW Entry - [season and year] - [category/type of literature]"
ex. If I entered a poem,...
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If someone told you...
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would bạn do?

Would bạn cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
hoặc go into silence until the very end...
Would bạn tình yêu the ones bạn hate the most hoặc be the person bạn hide?
Would bạn pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?

Would bạn try and keep the sun from setting as your last ngày ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else bạn say as bạn close your eyes.
posted by Cinders
Exercise: Sleep Deprivation: 4:00AM Tuesday October 7, 2008*

The black spiders of mania are crawling over my brain, searching for a plump place to sink their pincers into. It’s been four days. I haven’t left the house for anything, not even a tuna sandwich. The không gian in my giường is empty, indented, as if something used to rest there, but I’m beginning to forget thêm and thêm what that may have been. Maybe it was a coffin, its contents shaken, risen, defeated, dazed, meandering around with its arms stretched out and a dull expression on its face as it mutters something indecipherable that...
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posted by t_direction
So, this is a kind of short story that I wrote one evening when I was just bored out of my mind. Please tell your opinion, feel free to criticize, it is much appreciated =)
Thanks ^_^



The voices buzzed inside my head, making me feel dizzy. I couldn't help but hold onto the giường post for support. In a state of exhaustion, I collapsed on the giường with a sigh. The voices never let me sleep. They were like many people were talking all at once, screaming all at once.

Madness, rage, worry, sadness were the emotions that those voices gave off. I couldn't understand a word of what the people were saying,...
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posted by madening_mahem
who am I ?
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?