Me beginning to realise just how much cheekiness i'm about to take on. They're literally climbing out the box!
Peace and loveLittle girl,
Born against their advise,
She hopes to hold the key,
Of changing our beliefs.
Of changing how we see,
We need a new perception on everything,
She hopes to hold the key
To change hate to love.
Where every heart is left unbroken,
Every word meaningful spoken,
Every action harmless,
Every trust not broken,
Every friendship taken seriously.
Enemies turn to lovers instantly,
Every kiss makes racing hearts,
Every touch turns to butterflies.
Everyone to be affected,
Everyone under the spell,
That is peace and love.
The Pursuit Of Fullness Chp4I looked at him suspiciously and curiously as i seen him kneel beside me. I stare longingly at his human features, his black hair and his silver eyes. Then i seen his hand move towards my head. But instinct told me to be fearful of the hand, that nothing good could ever come from it. So as his hand started to close in on my head. I lowered myself slowly and stiffly towards the ground, snarling at him and telling him to back off. That i am uncomfortable with it but still he persists. Then at the last second, just before his hand reached my head. The domesticated side of me jumped into his palm. I loved the way he would move his hand over my head and body, i loved the way he felt on my fur. I leap into his arms and start to cuddle up to him, and rub my scent all over him. I whimpered with excitement and start to leap and bound everywhere. I couldn't contain my excitement.
I had a lot of adrenaline pumping through my body, i had so much adrenaline i didn't smell the female. I didn't hear
To be or not to beTo be honest,
Is to not be afraid of the consequences,
To not be afraid of being brutally honest,
To be hurt,
Is to let someone inside your heart,
And have them betray you when you least expect it,
To be in love,
Is to believe the person won't ever let you down,
Won't ever let you fall,
Right down to the ground,
Is to know that the person will hurt you,
From now till the end of time,
And you want them to stop,
To be different,
Is to be yourself,
To not care about the laughs around you,
To stand on your own and say,
THIS IS WHO I AM!
To be the same,
Is to neglect yourself,
And follow to crowd,
For all these emotions,
You have to be or not to be,
To do and not to do,
There is no gray area,
Only the area of the mind.
A harsh truthShe doesn't believe in society, she isn't picture perfect, nor does she want to be... Anymore.
She turns to books to escape the harsh truth, she can't change the world, its destructive behavior, its morals, its beliefs.
So she turns to heroes, someone who did change the world, who did save it, no matter how hard it was, they had succeeded.
She hopes the world will OPEN ITS EYES and realize the fatal damage we, as a society, has done to Earth.
Our home, the orbiting planet that protects us from the sun's destructive rays. It has given us what we have needed for BILLIONS of years, and this is how we treat her? She is suffocating in our glory, our technological advances means we take more than what we need, that we as a world, are greedy.
But where does she start? It is too big a change, too big a job for someone on their own.
She may need to stop everyone's superior thinking, we as specie are animals, omnivores, and some choose to be herbivores. Humans are mammals; we live in herds, huge
Different MomentHe rests his head on hers, thinking how perfect this moment is, how he wants it to last forever, for a lifetime. He will treasure this moment, always.
She rests her head on his shoulders and hoping that her heart will stop aching, hoping that this moment won't last. Wishing that it was over sooner than later. She will forget this moment; she will never treasure it as he did.
Time to leaveHate to break it to you,
But its time you left,
Its time the awakening happened,
The dream is over,
We have now come to reality,
We are broken,
So leave me to glue myself back together,
And i with you,
We need to move on,
We can not fix this,
This is not fixable,
Too much damage i have taken,
Too many tears i have shed,
Its time to go,
Time to wake up,
Time to heal from you.
The pursuit Of Fullness Chp3Blero and the pit bull stare at each other, both growling and snarling their teeth at each other. Neither of them backing down. I instinctively tuck my tail between my legs and start to whimper. It was instinct, to show both of them that i am insecure even though i could be attacked for it. Then in a split second, a blink of an eye they lunge at each other and start to rip at each other's flesh. They're breaking the skin and blood begins to drip from their bodies and onto the ground in small puddles. All you can hear is their growling and snarling. But then they stop and stare at each other. It's then i notice Blero's injuries. I can hear him panting from exhaustion and rage. We all know he can't survive another attack like that. I've studied pit bull's for some time and i know they are very resilient and that they don't care about the pain. That's what makes them candidates for dog fights, they get used to the pain and continue to fight for their master.
I know that if this fight cont
TributeHe was an amazing grandfather, the best i could have asked for. He was really intelligent and he built his own miniature airplane he used to take the air base and fly in it. I remember when he fixed up his little motor car and would drive me around his backyard. He could fly planes, he could fix or build anything. I remember he used to always want the chocolate i was eating, and for years i would say 'NO!' and he used to playfully try to eat it... As i got older i offered him some, and he didn't want any. There would always be a toy waiting for me in the spare bedroom. I also remember the computer game i used to play on the one he fixed up, he got me started on computers and video games. I was so very close to him, i loved him so very much, still do. The reason i think that i haven't grieved is because i never got to say goodbye to him. I never got to go to his funeral, to this day i haven't forgiven my father for lying to me. Going to the funeral is one way of mourning and letting go.