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Haiku?Run and hideDont let him find youHis coming
Perfectly FlawedI am not perfect.I am physically, mentally and socially flawed.I am not a size zero, four, eight or fourteen.I have permanent scars all over my body.I'd rather sleep than put on makeup; wear trackies than shave my legs.I hate being photographed; I am insecure.I smile when I'm upset, and I never ask for help.I get overly attached to characters in books, and bawl my eyes out when a series is over.I dislike having a shower when I'm the only one awake or in the houseI can't take a compliment, and I hate surprises.I take things to heart and trust too easily.I'm socially awkward and laugh too loud.I don't have many friends.I am not perfect.I am physically, mentally and socially flawed.
Plan BThe voice of Santa Claus boomed through out the workshop, making all the elves jump."Where are all the toys? Where are all the toys? We need to leave in exactly nine hours and you haven't even half filled the sack!""We're sorry, we're sorry!" they replied while turning the speed on the machines up.Satisfied by hearing only the pitter patter of elves shoes sliding along the floor, and the grinding of each machines as they work, Santa walked back over to his favourite arm chair, and thought about the crisis that he – and his company – were in.With nine hours to go before take off, the present sack was only one third full of presents, the reindeer haven't been fed, and most importantly, Santa hadn't even begun to eat his pile of cookies or drink his glasses of milk. These were crucial steps that had to be taken if they were to last the night. If the presents weren't ready soon they would fall behind schedule and mess up the biggest day of the year. He would have to resort to pl
ContradictionI'm a walking contradiction.I'm full of emotions, but can't feel a thing.I'm spontaneous, but like things planned.I'm outgoing, but really shy.I love to socialize, but never say hello.
the forest breathes for youInhalepoison,exhalelife.
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