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At least you got each other's attention

I have 1 art pic in my profile...though there are plenty of "me" pics as well :)

Alchemy is the act of change :)


I always think of it as herbs to potions tho hehe

It's so hard to get over. It's been 2 years since my first girlfriend (who I was with for 2 years as well), and I always thought she was "the one". I regret breaking up with her, but she has moved on and I will never have her back.

So I have to move on, no matter how much I love her. And it sucks...It must take a long *** time to move on from someone really special. At least it does for me. And it does hurt.

I guess the best part is that I like myself enough, and I have my kitten, friends, school and whatnot to keep my mind and self busy, occupied and relatively happy :)

Best of luck

I see the wonder in your eyes, autumn in my dreams,

Look into their soft amber glow so divine a gleam.
Opal teeth and brightly lit smile, show your beauty shining out,
Velvet kiss upon such lush lips brought love without a doubt.
Every time you beam up at me I feel so lost in time,

You are worth so much, if I was a penny you’d be a dime.
Over and over I fall, for the grace you have within,
Until strands of time pulls us apart, forever we will have been.

Lavender and jasmine, just like your teddy bear,
Instill in me a thought of just how much I care.
Never before have I been so swept away,
Deliver myself to you, forever I will stay.
So amazing you are, shine as bright as any star,
A love can bridge any gap, however far.
You are the one I love, forever and always.



Too bad she didn't love me back. :(

Anyone tell me what was unique about this poem? And what the girl's name was? Bonus points if you can!

Bravo! /clap

Eternal falling rain reflects the glacier in my soul,
My icy haven becomes a twilight kingdom,
Nightmare bound, without a sound, whisk away my freedom.

Trapped inside my crystalline dream,
Search the shadows for my spirit’s embrace,
Arctic clouds burst around my hopeless memory.

Earth a winter grave bound into my death,
Sea a rolling trance of ethereal harmony,
Sky whispers moonlight along unyielding wind.

Insomnia beating patient in the echo of my mind,
Winter’s cradle beautiful in the starlight of my eye,
Reach my palm to abstract trance for union in my heart.

Luminosity shines out to the autumn that is heaven,
Exists a hidden paradise, blissful valley I am headed,
Relapse anew into the wake, of my ever changing dream.

Hope you enjoyed my poem :D

Hey all, so I am working on a short story that is lighthearted and fun but will also have a nice story and characters. Let me know what you think so far (it's about 1/4 done)

(I will try to prevent a wall of text to protect your eyes from bleeding lol)

“Grandma, grandma, please tell us a story,” cried the little grandchildren. “Tell us a story we haven’t heard before grandma!”

The withered old lady, hunched in her rocking chair, deep in thought, turns down the volume on her hearing aid. The children wanted to hear a story never told before…Count Dracula and his vampires? No, they know all about brooding blood-sucking vampires. King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table? No, they have heard all about valiant noble Arthur. A shivering thought clawed its way to the surface of the shriveled grandmother’s mind…The story of the dreaded Mosquito Bagpiper. What horror that evil creation wrought upon her young lover’s town. But this jaded woman wanted the kids to shut up and stop asking her to tell stories…

Slowly, dramatically, with unprecedented precision, she turns her hearing aid up. “Gather round children! This is the story you have all been asking for, and by the end the one you wish you had never heard. Prepare yourselves, children, to hear the tale of…”

The Mosquito Bagpiper

Lucky was a carefree spirit living in his beloved village. Sunshine and lollipops were commonplace in this beautiful loving area, and the sweet kittens could be seen for miles frolicking on the glittery green grass. The valley surrounding the village gave it protection from many of the harsh elements of the world, and as such Lucky’s village grew to become a comely place indeed.

Lucky was of average height, with billowing blonde hair, sparkly white teeth, and the cutest dimples you’ve ever seen! Lucky was quite the catch, and by all measures the villages shining star. One day, however, thunderous storm clouds brewed, cloaking the sun. What the village did not know, however, was the terror that was encased in those clouds, coming straight for Lucky’s village.

The people of the village fled in alarm from the coming dread. With a loud crack from the ominous mass, a lone figure holding a unique bagpipe spewed forth. Sucking in a deep breath, the bagpiper blew into his bagpipe, holding one deafening note for what seemed to the people an eternity. Then the chaos began…From the mysterious bagpipers bagpipe came hundreds of tiny insects, mosquito’s all of them. Voraciously they attacked, but unlike ordinary mosquito’s, once these drew blood, all life-force would be transferred away from the victim and towards the bagpiper.

One by one the villagers fell, and in a few brief minutes, the village once known for its radiant sunshine, delicious lollipops, and cute kittens was no more. All was silence. With a sickening cackle, the bagpiper recalled his mosquito’s, drew himself up unto the clouds, and continued on, laughing his nauseating laugh.

The following day, as the sun broke the horizon on the village, Lucky stirred from a deep sleep. Awaking to gaze upon the death and destruction that had visited his village devastated Lucky. All he could remember was seeing the mysterious bagpiper and then being bit by a mosquito. With a cold certainty, Lucky knew that bagpiper was responsible for the fall of his beloved friends.

With no direction to go, with all lost to him, a broken down, beaten, and battered Lucky made his way east. He got no further than the village rubble when he spotted a strange old man off in the distance. The elderly man had a certain mystique about him, and so Lucky headed off in his direction. As he drew closer, Lucky could see that this man was blind, wearing only rags on his body and carrying a walking staff and a pouch on his side.

As Lucky limped on, coming ever closer to this mysterious man, he stopped dead in his tracks, undid the pouch at his waist and sat down cross-legged and beckoned lucky to come forth. The old man stared forth off into the distance, and uttered, “I see and know that which has yet to be, and come with the future from the bag at my knees, I may speak in riddles and have no eyes, but I know the future and tell no lies.”

And so thats that so far...I plan on having Lucky go on to face 3 different trials on his way to the mosquito bagpiper, where he will attempt his vengeance.

Any thought/opinions/cheerleading would be nice :D

Thanks!

What do you all think of WotLK?

I think it's pretty damn amazing...the new zones are awesome, and death knights too.

And the music...

And the graphics...

Everything :D

Anyone else play?

Pfeifferfall-Alliance-Altar of Storms

Let yourself be known!

Here is a poem I wrote, when I was obviously feeling heartache.
Enjoy! (As much as there is to enjoy in a poem like this lol)

Feelings of anguish surround this shattered soul,
Heartbeat flashes agonizing pain,
Swallow my emotion, takes control,
This pressure on my chest too heavy a load.

Can’t feel happiness, too hard to find
Try to find the joy inside.
Cave in or hold, so difficult to choose,
Fraught with peril, I win or lose.

Wake of surging thoughts flutter inside,
My head and my soul carry the full weight,
Too much to bear, I need to scream,
Air catches in my throat, no sound comes out.

Lost in the void of my thumping heart,
I just can’t stand us being apart.
I won’t give in, I won’t give in,
Stand by you till torn apart.