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Sadist Racearyan or whatever, the brahmin race is a race of evil sadists...
the sins on our blood line are numerous...our ancestors have done sadistic supremacy on many including colonial europeans.
I am not so, but often an enemy's lover son has to face more sadistic enemy tortures, becasue what are enemy are enemy, and enemy aint ever gonna think of your tenderness...
I dont expect anyone to help me around here...but listen what a poor man's, suffering man's pain has always meant and will always mean..
Whats Itdidnt find her all total, anyway..rather a hundred problems emerging in life..there is a not a single option that leads to her way...
dont know who is alexander, why he chats to me...i would have enjoyed having her still on my lists.
Yesterday Seenyesterday i saw in this humid and intensely warm weather that some pyres were burning anywhere and everywhere...
it has something to do with anti european actions...
Whats The Meaning Atallwhats the meaning when life gives me lemons
on my path to ever happiness is hampered by family and the nation I am born in..
Goes Crazywhen i work something and make effort, my mind stays normal and feet on ground....
my madness is a sign that I am not efforting myself on graphic art more so...
Other Magicthere are some kinds of magic in this world, attained from opposite forms of energy....some magic we emit...some others..
there is absolutely no flaw in our or other humanity...both the worlds are civilised and clean....both worlds might maintain opposite notions, charms and conventions..but in core of humanity we are akin. I love her because I know she is as great and equal to whatever she thought of me, and as pointless and a moron sometime, as I made myself to her. Rather I found her a Goddess of brilliance in many forms, she has been my teacher in what I dearly behold as some kind of influenced charm.
goes on level upI am feeling convinced now, that internet is a game..
a devise to develop one self with knowledge and literary skills to be applied to the real world.
Internet is an ethereal medium to express..but internet is not life.
Internet is a toy, an applicable toy and web connection medium to express and to connect..internet life perhaps means nothing, real life is the greater reality.
#3i remember the colour of your hair the day that you were born
and the way that your eyes gripped like vices,
refusing to see anything more than your own inner sanctum;
i can still hear the first, curdled cries you let loose into the world.
i remember holding the talisman of your birth against myself
and hearing your gurgling as we drove,
desperate to find relief at the end of yet another road.
i remember the curve of your mouth as you ate softened apples,
the way you struggled to fit your fist between your gums
and the saliva that coated your fingers when you finally gave up.
but mostly i remember the ways i tried to love you,
and the ways in which i managed to fail.
#1we have lived within close proximity of one another for years but it has never been peaceful and now, when i am twenty-one and vacant, all i can say is that you have driven me from grieving for never having had your love, to the silent insanity of not understanding why i should have to try to earn it at all.
let's start nowto those who fall in love with me:
my way with words isn't always right, not because English is my second language - but because there are moments that are just indescribable and those moments deserve to remain in our memories where we can replay them over and over again.
prepare for me to write about you and all that you do (and don't do) in my journal. prepare for me to write you notes and letters with my half cursive handwriting about how i feel about you and all that you are from the inside out.
unlike majority of the United States population, i am probably the last person you want to watch football with because i have no idea of how it's played nor do i care, because i would rather watch games of hockey, or baseball, or soccer instead.
however, that shouldn't (and probably won't) stop me from buying snacks for you and your pals to munch on while you enjoy the game; i might even steal some snacks from you guys from time to time.
maybe you're like me - you would rather sta
Dear SelfDear Self,
It is okay to have bad food days. Meaning not feeling like eating for what ever reason. We still need to eat. I know it is hard. Still eat. Food is good for you. Food is your friend. Food is fuel. Remember that.
I know it is hard for you hear it from media. Must me super super skinny. No matter what your age is. Must be super super skinny. The media does not care about your health. Your body does though. We want to be healthy.
So eat today. At least twice and snacks. We like snacks. It's not like you over indulge on food ever. You are the person that goes to a buffer and get a salad first. Then a main course meal. Then dessert. You do not over eat.
So eat food. We have a long life ahead of us. We wish to live it.
We are gonna get back to you about exercising more. That keeps one healthy too. Starting with food and being good to yourself about eating.
Be good to yourself today. Eat.
#2when we speak, i hear the plasticity of my bones echo on the curve of your pronunciation as if i were made for you to fondle, as if i were made to order for your pleasure, and i hate you for it.
Dear MeDear Me,
I don't know if this is to the me of the past, or the me of the future. All I know is that I write these words to me. If I were to write to the me of the past, I don't know what I would say. Would it be to me as a child? To me as an immature teen? What would I say? To try harder? To not make that same mistake again? Would I tell my past self to avoid these situations to relieve myself of the conflicts I face now? Would I be angry at myself because I am already angry at my present self? If only I had a time machine, are the words I continuously say out of habit; but if I really had one, what then? To the past me, these are the words I have to say. Keep moving forward. Never go back. And if you do, make sure to walk forward even stronger. Maybe even while holding a friend's hand. It never hurts to ask for help. You'll be frustrated, angry, and spiteful with everything, but mostly--and especially--to yourself. You'll disappoint some, but I'll be the most disappointed in the
[Senpai] My life with Senpai
I have never expected it to turn out this way, when I met my senpai.
But, if it’s true, if you really have a dream, don’t wait—act.
I wish I could do that…
My name? Barb.
Oh, right, I am sorry if you expected this to be a Reader-Insert…!
I am the girl who is currently running around the Seasonflowers department, brushing the metal tables that the plants are on off, and cleaning said flowers as well.
I am a trainee at the start of my third and last year of being an Apprentice. I am learning to be a garden center shop assistant.
My sudden interest in these cute, harmless and gentle living things was triggered by one of my main hobbies; watching anime.
Our branch is not big considering the ones in the nearby areas, or the one next to central, but it’s not small either. I’ve been to the Houseplants department, the Florist department and the Hardware department, which mostly consists of pots, flower seeds and the like. Non-
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