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Lurt, Yacht ClubAuthor's note: For those of you who don't like reading the author's comments, this is a yaoi. If you don't like yaoi please move onto something else and don't spam the page with hate mail. If you hate this pairing don't worry I'm not exactly a fan either but it worked with the song in question. Otherwise please enjoy and play nice everyone
Love is such a complicated emotion. Especially when you are gay and a mutant and in love with Logan, who's straight as hell. I've given up on not swearing. Wait I forgot to tell you my name, Kurt Vagner.
It all started, as most romances do, with something simple: saving my life. Well he doesn't know it but had he not of talked me out of taking a dive off of the roof (as a joke, or so he thought) I'd be dead right now. Then there was the time that he took me out, as a friend, to a bar. That was fun, though I was the only one drunk. Then there was the valentine's day dance, Rogue took me out of pity. I think s
in tandemTwo hearts beating in tandem since the day they were made
Two souls made for each other
Each one seeking the other
Two singers in perfect harmony
Two dancers with perfect rhythm
Two writers with perfect rhyme
Two lovers souls intertwined
Yet so far
In tandem forever
Doctor Who RPPhoenFox:I hate things being on the floor of my room, but at the moment there is nothing I can do about it because I have all of the tools in our whole house in my room which used to be the garage.
Me:That is interesting...
ah....is there a sonic screwdriver in there?
PhoenFox:As a matter of fact there isn't. *whispering* but there is a TARDIS which has one inside it. Don't tell anyone.
Me:MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I won't!
PhoenFox:Ha. Only I can fly it. *watches as you pull all the right levers and push all the right buttons and then the TARDIS dematerialises* S**t. I just got robbed.
Me:*rematerialises on top of you and picks you up* did you really think I'd leave you there sweetie? *in excelent impression of River Song*
PhoenFox:*annoyed growl* Grrr. I don't like river, she annoys me.
Ha. At least you can't use my s
The three pronged forkLife, love, and friendship come together to make a three pronged fork
No matter how many times you try not to step on toes and break hearts you manage to do it anyway
You apologise from the bottom of your heart, though they may never believe it
You never know just what will happen when you wear your heart on your sleeve,
Both in love with you
But you only love one of them back
You let things get to far because you don't know how to say no
You've never had to say no before
You've never had to choose before
You've never known what it was like to be pulled in two directions
You sit there dumb and numb
You pray to God that they understand
You can only have one
You know what it's like to hurt
You don't want to spread that around
So come and sit down at this table
And tell me how you feel
I promise I won't holler,
I promise I won't break
Ignore these tears of mine
It's just I know how much this hurts
I feel your pain as if it were my own
And harbor it here in my soul
if only, if onlyIf only they knew
If only they believed
That not everyone
Can pick up a pencil and create something recognizable
I've been picked on by kids and teachers alike
Saying: "You can't even draw a matching set of eyes"
Not all of us can draw
Not all of us can write
But I will try until doomsday
To create that matching pair of eyes and the face and body to go with
So until then
Do not yell at me if I tell you that I cannot draw
For that is all I've ever heard
The teacher's word was law
She drilled it into my head so deep
That even the daylight struggles to reach
The dark seed buried deep within
The struggle I shall keep
I am not whining
I will not cry
I will get better
It will take time
But I'll get there
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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