One day, I wake up, and it’s all over.
Closing my eyes, closing my heart…closing myself from the world.
That moment when it’s too hard to smile…
Too hard to put on a mask.
That moment when I’m thrown into the world….and I can’t enjoy it.
That’s when I know,
I need to find myself again.
That’s when I know,
I’m broken.
Stepping aside…
Giving myself space…
it’s what I need.
Breathe girl, breathe.
I’m foolish.
I’m closed off.
It’s like,
I’m protective of myself.
Trust?
That’s what we had,
but now pretending to give.
The truth is…
Wher
Sometimes...it Ends up being Too Late by BlackTealways, literature
Literature
Sometimes...it Ends up being Too Late
It was peaceful, standing there.
It was me,
surrounded by friends.
Best friends.
There were roads, paths,
each one had a choice, many choices.
As long as I walked,
We walked together.
So many choices,
made together...and apart.
So many choices,
but still, we walked together.
But slowly,
without noticing,
the paths started to separate.
Slowly.
Slowly,
roads diverged.
I never noticed...
I never knew.
I thought we were only an arm's length away,
but in reality,
we were already too far.
Who moved?
It wasn't me,
It wasn't you...
Somehow we ended here.
Somehow we ended at odds.
Though I may have neglected you.
Though I may have pushed you
Because destiny is out to destroy you.
It's the confidence you need.
That's all you need,
confidence.
And they tell you that,
but they destroy it too.
Whether it's to protect you,
or because they love you.
They still destroy it,
your confidence.
Sometimes I'm just blank.
I don't know what to write,
I don't know what to do.
Someday, I'd want to know,
if I'll do what I want,
what I love.
But most of the times,
all I want to do is sleep.
But that's pointless...
and lame.
I got to be more,
I have to be more.
Because people expect more,
from me.
I am a Wander.
There is no where I belong.
I can't find a home,
I can't find a place.
I wander everywhere.
I've been everywhere.
I've found reasons to hate and leave...
I've found reasons to love and stay.
But none the less,
I am a Wander.
No where to belong,
No one to stay.
Because you know....that life sucks. by BlackTealways, literature
Literature
Because you know....that life sucks.
Because you know I only believe in what I see before me.
Because you know I only have my thoughts, my opinions.
Because you know I won’t listen when I’m annoyed.
Because you know there’s nothing you can do to stop who I’m becoming.
Because you know I’m always lonely, yet I push everyone away.
Because you know I’m too scared to say anything.
Because you know I coop myself up in my room and watch romance dramas….dreaming of a day to find my knight in shining armor.
Because you know I know…that I’ll never find one.
Because you know I already gave up on my dreams.
Because you know I
Happiness at Arms Length by BlackTealways, literature
Literature
Happiness at Arms Length
Don't think so ahead.
Don't dream too far.
Don't walk away.
Don't cross the line.
It's too early for anything to be planned out.
Too early for you to be thinking,
so far ahead,
beyond what anyone is capable of doing.
You know you're not ready,
you know they aren't either.
Don't go giving,
suggestions no one wants to hear yet.
'Caz there's always another road.
there's always another choice.
and what makes you think they won't take that?
What makes you think you're the one.
Foolish minds,
Foolish thoughts.
You can lay down the future,
all only inside your mind.
Have everything planned out perfectly,
only for it to burn into pieces in the e
For the longest time ever,
I wanted someone.
I wanted someone to spend time with,
I wanted someone to laugh with.
I wanted...to share myself with someone.
And I have someone.
In the greatest moments with him,
we laugh,
we song,
we...
Yet,
there are the moments,
when work comes between us,
when space is created.
Yet,
there's moments when he's busy
moments when I'm busy,
when space likes to intrude.
And when that happens,
I fear,
I fear the worst.
I grow distance.
He's grown on me,
and that's scary.
I should be more opened,
but I'm more reserved.
It's a new feelings,
to the both of us.
I'm not being fair,
to the both of us.
A relations
Will there still be love...
after you tear off my mask?...
after you peel my phony layers away,
after you stare through my fake ways...
Will you still love me...
when I reveal my inner feelings?
when I seethe out all my hatred,
when I scream out all my curses.
Is there still love?
behind the lies I said?
behind the walls I raised,
behind the pain I crave...
-------------------
You've changed.
I'm only human.
You're different.
I'm not perfect.
-------------------
If I did a 180...
When I do a 180...
Am I still considered your friend?
Can I still stand by your side, and laugh?
When I finally be me,
laughing, crying, yelling,
cursing, screa
One day, I wake up, and it’s all over.
Closing my eyes, closing my heart…closing myself from the world.
That moment when it’s too hard to smile…
Too hard to put on a mask.
That moment when I’m thrown into the world….and I can’t enjoy it.
That’s when I know,
I need to find myself again.
That’s when I know,
I’m broken.
Stepping aside…
Giving myself space…
it’s what I need.
Breathe girl, breathe.
I’m foolish.
I’m closed off.
It’s like,
I’m protective of myself.
Trust?
That’s what we had,
but now pretending to give.
The truth is…
Wher
Sometimes...it Ends up being Too Late by BlackTealways, literature
Literature
Sometimes...it Ends up being Too Late
It was peaceful, standing there.
It was me,
surrounded by friends.
Best friends.
There were roads, paths,
each one had a choice, many choices.
As long as I walked,
We walked together.
So many choices,
made together...and apart.
So many choices,
but still, we walked together.
But slowly,
without noticing,
the paths started to separate.
Slowly.
Slowly,
roads diverged.
I never noticed...
I never knew.
I thought we were only an arm's length away,
but in reality,
we were already too far.
Who moved?
It wasn't me,
It wasn't you...
Somehow we ended here.
Somehow we ended at odds.
Though I may have neglected you.
Though I may have pushed you
Because destiny is out to destroy you.
It's the confidence you need.
That's all you need,
confidence.
And they tell you that,
but they destroy it too.
Whether it's to protect you,
or because they love you.
They still destroy it,
your confidence.
Sometimes I'm just blank.
I don't know what to write,
I don't know what to do.
Someday, I'd want to know,
if I'll do what I want,
what I love.
But most of the times,
all I want to do is sleep.
But that's pointless...
and lame.
I got to be more,
I have to be more.
Because people expect more,
from me.
I am a Wander.
There is no where I belong.
I can't find a home,
I can't find a place.
I wander everywhere.
I've been everywhere.
I've found reasons to hate and leave...
I've found reasons to love and stay.
But none the less,
I am a Wander.
No where to belong,
No one to stay.
Because you know....that life sucks. by BlackTealways, literature
Literature
Because you know....that life sucks.
Because you know I only believe in what I see before me.
Because you know I only have my thoughts, my opinions.
Because you know I won’t listen when I’m annoyed.
Because you know there’s nothing you can do to stop who I’m becoming.
Because you know I’m always lonely, yet I push everyone away.
Because you know I’m too scared to say anything.
Because you know I coop myself up in my room and watch romance dramas….dreaming of a day to find my knight in shining armor.
Because you know I know…that I’ll never find one.
Because you know I already gave up on my dreams.
Because you know I
Happiness at Arms Length by BlackTealways, literature
Literature
Happiness at Arms Length
Don't think so ahead.
Don't dream too far.
Don't walk away.
Don't cross the line.
It's too early for anything to be planned out.
Too early for you to be thinking,
so far ahead,
beyond what anyone is capable of doing.
You know you're not ready,
you know they aren't either.
Don't go giving,
suggestions no one wants to hear yet.
'Caz there's always another road.
there's always another choice.
and what makes you think they won't take that?
What makes you think you're the one.
Foolish minds,
Foolish thoughts.
You can lay down the future,
all only inside your mind.
Have everything planned out perfectly,
only for it to burn into pieces in the e
For the longest time ever,
I wanted someone.
I wanted someone to spend time with,
I wanted someone to laugh with.
I wanted...to share myself with someone.
And I have someone.
In the greatest moments with him,
we laugh,
we song,
we...
Yet,
there are the moments,
when work comes between us,
when space is created.
Yet,
there's moments when he's busy
moments when I'm busy,
when space likes to intrude.
And when that happens,
I fear,
I fear the worst.
I grow distance.
He's grown on me,
and that's scary.
I should be more opened,
but I'm more reserved.
It's a new feelings,
to the both of us.
I'm not being fair,
to the both of us.
A relations
Will there still be love...
after you tear off my mask?...
after you peel my phony layers away,
after you stare through my fake ways...
Will you still love me...
when I reveal my inner feelings?
when I seethe out all my hatred,
when I scream out all my curses.
Is there still love?
behind the lies I said?
behind the walls I raised,
behind the pain I crave...
-------------------
You've changed.
I'm only human.
You're different.
I'm not perfect.
-------------------
If I did a 180...
When I do a 180...
Am I still considered your friend?
Can I still stand by your side, and laugh?
When I finally be me,
laughing, crying, yelling,
cursing, screa
The May Giveaway - Win Points! **CLOSED** by PoultryChamp, journal
The May Giveaway - Win Points! **CLOSED**
Add this journal post to your favourites and you will be entered to win tons of points!
Read on for more ways to enter + special prize.
May is the lead-up into summer. And I've got lots of plans for summer. I'll be working my butt off on a huge web application project, and I also plan to redesign my personal website with mobile-first design. I'm sure I'll learn a lot along the way. What are your plans for the summer?
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The May 2015 GiveawayGrand Prize: 1000 Points
Runners-Up: (2) 800 Points Each
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Deadline/Winners Announced: Saturday, May 16th, 2015
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Earth Day 2015 Giveaway **CLOSED** by PoultryChamp, journal
Earth Day 2015 Giveaway **CLOSED**
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Earth Day is coming up soon (April 22nd!) and it's only fair to mark the special day with a giveaway. It's a good day to plant a tree, clean up your neighborhood, or pitch in and help a non-profit organization. I'll be donating to the Coral Reef Alliance and thought I'd give them a shout out. Coral_org Twitter
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Grand Prize: 1000 Points
Runners-Up: (2) 500 Points Each
How to Enter: Add this journal post to your favourites.
Deadline: Wednesday, April 22nd, 2015
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You May Say I'm An Artist... by techgnotic, journal
You May Say I'm An Artist...
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I am haunted in this holiday season by the opening lines of Charles Dickens’s A Tale of Two Cities, his novel about a society 250 years ago coming apart in its seemingly irreconcilable divisions. Could it be these lines define where we have come to find ourselves today?
“It was the best of times,
it was the worst of times,
in the age of wisdom,
it was the age of foolishness,
it was the epoch of belief,
it was the epoch of incredulity,
it was the season of Light,
it was the season of Darkness,
it was the spring of hope,
it was the winter of despair…”
ur own epoch is one of the tec
Let the sunshine
Fill this room.
Let the dawn
Melt the ice.
Let the fire
Brighten this cave.
Let the daylight
Set my spirit ablaze.
Let the blazing coals
Illuminate this space.
Let daybreak
Make the world seem clearer.
Let the morning
Wash away yesterday's sorrow.
Let the brilliant glow
Set fire to your pain.
Many people asked me about which sites I use (or used) to learn and keep myself updated about art. So I decided to make a list with art websites that offer tutorials, advice, or other content that inspired me. Of course there are many other individual artists that inspire me greatly, but I've tried to keep this list to the ones that provide the community of advice and tutorials (otherwise I could go on forever).
I hope you enjoy it ^__^
Proko
What?
A large collection of video tutorials, mainly on human anatomy. Very detailed, to the point, and with visuals that make it easy to follow even for non-native English speakers.
Category
Tutorials.
Poetry and Prose Contest by writers-central, journal
Poetry and Prose Contest
Poetry Contest:
Please choose one of these themes:
Themes:
Night Time
Reflections on a window
The smell after the rain
Vertigo
Word Max
50
Optional: Send a video of yourself reading the poem loud (bonus points for those who do!)
Prose Contest:
Choose one of these themes:
Themes
Tragic Accident
A new world
The world in the eyes of a cat
Twisted Nightmare
Word Max
1500
Prizes:
First Place Winners: Will receive 50 :points: and a feature in the group journal as well as my personal journal.
Second Place Winners: Will receive 15 :points: and a feature in the group journal
Third Place Winners: Will receive 5:points: and a feature in t
A Tribute to Robin Williams by techgnotic, journal
A Tribute to Robin Williams
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A Tribute to Robin Williams
By techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic)
Robin Williams Tributeby EmilyStepp (https://www.deviantart.com/emilystepp)
Notable Films
The World According to Garp 1982
Moscow on the Hudson 1984
Good Morning, Vietnam 1987
Dead Poets Society 1989
The Fisher King 1991
Mrs. Doubtfire 1993
Good Will Hunting 1997
Editor’s Note: by techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic)
Why did we delay for more than a week the publishing of this remembrance? Because to properly reflect the impact of this loss on the millions of Robin Williams fans worldwide, we wanted to be sure to capture a true sense of the torrent of love for Robin pouring in from the community in the form
Every weekend is host to our new chatroom! Activities will be announced on this page prior to the day of the event, and will run for an hour or more, depending on member participation. These will include group critiques, discussion of favorite works of literature and other media, games, therapy sessions, tutorials, lectures, movie nights, and more. All members are welcome to attend! We hope to provide our members with a chance to get to know each other, make friends, and find inspiration and ways to improve from everyone here.
:bulletred: 23° of the Socratic Circle :bulletred:
Saturday, November 1st
9:00 PM to 10:00 PM EST
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Sometimes...it Ends up being Too Late by BlackTealways, literature
Literature
Sometimes...it Ends up being Too Late
It was peaceful, standing there.
It was me,
surrounded by friends.
Best friends.
There were roads, paths,
each one had a choice, many choices.
As long as I walked,
We walked together.
So many choices,
made together...and apart.
So many choices,
but still, we walked together.
But slowly,
without noticing,
the paths started to separate.
Slowly.
Slowly,
roads diverged.
I never noticed...
I never knew.
I thought we were only an arm's length away,
but in reality,
we were already too far.
Who moved?
It wasn't me,
It wasn't you...
Somehow we ended here.
Somehow we ended at odds.
Though I may have neglected you.
Though I may have pushed you
Favorite song: Female Robbery -The Neighborhood Favourite style of art: something that reminds me of my past MP3 player of choice: iPod Personal Quote: *^* hmm...I need to think of one
Ahhhhhhhhh. I’ve always loved a few Eminem songs. especially with a nice melody chorus. Today I’ve found a chinese melody rap counterpart that compares to the feelings I get from songs like lose yourself, mockingbird, beautiful, and love the way you lie.
Back in those days, I was in middle school. I like many other kids struggle to find my place at school. struggled with my identity as an asian american. struggled with my parents when I never came home with all A’s…or friends.
It was hard. Why are my grades terrible? How come I’m not the smartest kid in my grade? Why don’t I have friends from school? Why ar
but sometimes I'm stuck.
I feel something. It stirs. I have to write it out. I have to write something out. New, modern, emotions spewing.
They say I'm toxic. They said I'm evil. They said I'm one-hundred percent, not a good person.
But why it is all my fault that sometimes I wish this all never happened. Why is it my fault that I wished they'll break each other's hearts right now. It's a guilty pleasure. It's evil slipping out.
What about the good? What about the part where I brought them all together? What about the part where they all still play together, but I... I play with others, got no place there anymore...
But we can't move on
I'm different, you know?
I got nothing. I am nothing. Hah, I came from nothing.
But nonetheless. People see me. People befriend me. People...become close.
But then my world spins, too fast, too slow, too wild, too...everything.
One on top of another everything piles and I don't know what to do.
What's more important? What in this world matter most?
Where is sanity? Where is my mind? Where is...where is me?
I knew at that point, that point when my heart threatened to stop beating, when my whole body froze...I knew....that I had to do something.
I had to choose. I chose before, but this was different. I knew I had to choose choose.
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