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Tink and the SHINee Lost Boys [extra special]"I'm proud of you guys. Don't give up yet. We still have a couple more schedules before the day's over," Onew told the group, patting each member on the back as they headed towards their car.
"Ughh, I'm so frickin' tired," Key whined, waving a hand as he climbed in and leaned the car chair back.
"Wait until we all get in," Jonghyun told diva Key, poking at the back of his head and earning a glare from having the puppy even think about touching his hair. Nonetheless, the diva pulled the chair back up so that everyone could safely get inside.
"What do we have left?" Minho asked.
"One live performance and an interview," Onew replied.
Taemin was the last to get in. The maknae looked the most tired out of everyone. He tried to turn things around and have an uplifted look upon everything that day, but... it was tough. They had been up since the wee hours of the morning and it was already almost evening. More than likely, they'd be working into the night. This was the life of an idol. It was
Fooled Me Once, Fooled Me TwiceYou fooled me once, you fooled me twice.
Now all I have is an empty abyss.
Where do I go from here, when all I want to do is hide?
I miss the happy days...
Sunshine and rainbow and bliss.
Perfection at its finest.
Weren't we happy?
Weren't we always happy?
You fooled me once, you fooled me twice.
But don't worry, I'll be fine.
One day, this dark abyss will blossom
into the brightest star once more.
My smile will be the most killer one
anyone will ever see.
But, until then, let my rivers flow.
Let my heart ache.
And please, in the end, let my confusion ease...
For you have fooled me once, and twice,
and now I'm on empty.
Snipped MarionetteCold. Empty. Broken.
Just a marionette freshly snipped away from her strings.
What's this? Doesn't the sky have any sympathy to spare?
Each chilling drop all but absorbs through her flesh. The torn, filthy clothes cry, "No more! I cannot take in any more water! Please don't make me appear to be so dense, so obese; a boulder. Any more weight, and my owner may be crushed."
Though she begs for warmth, all received is the feeble, dropping body heat her fetal position possesses.
Her heart is far too gone.
SeparatedThis wasn't where he wanted to be. Tears never used to leak down his face, until now. The faucet inside of him currently didn't want to stop. He could never feel them, but he knew they were there. He wanted to scream, he truly did... but somehow, whenever he tried, the tortured voice would get caught in his throat. Nothing but a squeak like a mouse hiding from a cat. Things weren't supposed to end this way.
She wasn't supposed to look like that. Her face was simply blank. Lifeless, some may say. He wanted to shake her awake, even tell her to get a hold of herself. She would never be able to listen. The poor man wanted to scream his tortured scream all over again. Didn't the woman want to live out her life? All she needed to do was get up. He knew it was a task never to be accomplished on his own.
She looked so pale, so empty. This wasn't the woman he once knew. He clearly remembered the way her smile glistened. Her cheeks used to hold such a glorious pink glow. Everything that she once
[re-upload] 16 -- SHINee Lost BoysTaemin was shocked that SHINee was getting a break! Lately, even during the holidays, they had to constantly work. It was a sad truth that SM was pretty well-known for being a bit overworking. The rumors of the harsh treatment to the idols must have finally gotten to the management. Not only did they get Christmas off, but three whole days! No concerts, variety shows, or commercials... nothing. The only thing they were requested to do was one Christmas special for SHINee Chefs before taking off to Japan, but how hard was that? He'd still get to see Lee Lee!
His heart throbbed, causing a delighted smile to naturally come across his face. Tink... SHINee had finally completed the process of making her their personal chef. That way, she could travel with them and make them her delicious food all the time. It would also be a way for her to make money after SHINee Chefs was through... Taemin constantly offered to give her money to help her out later on, but she refused. Now that hanging out
18 -- SHINee Lost BoysThey were finally alone. Taemin, being the sneaky boy he was, figured out a time where everyone would be busy. He was lucky that his Koala Kid promotions had ended early. After being dazed by the flashing lights and numerous shouted questions, the staff decided to cut things early for the actors. At word of it being over, he called Marilyn right away and asked if she wanted to spend some time with him back at the apartment. For some reason, she hadn't been too keen on him being over at her place lately... not that he minded. As long as he got to spend some time with her, that's all he needed.
Having the apartment empty for once was a relief. Lately, it was rare for him to be alone from the others. They even went to the Koala Kid premier with him and came home with him right after. He appreciated their support and loved the guys to death, but everyone needed breathing space.
...Except he didn't want space from Lee Lee. Seeing her skip over to the car brought a certain warmth to his hear
Why am I cursed with being a female?I've felt trapped in this undying corset for centuries. I've cried in ivory towers while they climbed on my hair and kissed me when I was unconscious.
I've longed for swords and horses and the battle for freedom only to be ridiculed and thrown away.
I was given as a main task to worry about how I look and how much I eat.
I was told I was but an instrument for child making and that my presence should be pleasant and mute.
I was painted on all the stones, all the walls, all the surfaces. I was put in all the books, all the poems, all the curses.
I made the children that made the world, and the world thinks I am weak.
I carry the weight of that world on my shoulders, be they white and round, or strong and square, or thick or thin, in cap sleeves or tank tops.
And yet the world makes me wonder every day -
Why am I cursed with being a female?
What is on the other side?When you're staring at your reflection, what do you see? It is obvious to most people that you see an
exact image of yourself, but how do you depict that lingering 'image' that surrounds you?
What exactly do you 'see' when you look into a mirror? Light is everywhere and no person can escape
it. The same can be said about a person's feelings no matter how hard they try to cast a shallow mask
behind their true emotions.
Just how fragile are we? There are some who have more willpower than others, but lack in other
departments that help to build us up. What is it that makes you as strong or weak person?
What are you gazing at? Do you perhaps see a strong individual on that other side of the light? Is
there something dark and mysterious about that 'impostor' that you just can't figure out yet? Where
are you? Who are you?
What is on the other side?
Eyes wide open, seen but not heard, a sound in the sight before it once could be seen by others. There is lack of sense with logic, and the truth of opinions mean more than they should.
The pain within, is but a thousand knifes jabbing at my soul, my tattered, broken soul. Who is there to trust? Who is there to love? What is the point when nothing truly exists? You are not real, I am not real, we are not real, nothing is real.
At night, alone and cold, tears roll quickly, the jabbing becomes a gruesome mutilation of hopes, dreams, and sanity. Stop laughing, it's not so bad. There are many cheering for you, can you hear them outside?
"Go for it! Yeah! We're rooting for you!"
Please make them stop.
Who knows, maybe they aren't saying anything at all. But nonetheless, they have a point, everyone must die sometime.
I hate you
I love you
I hate to love you
I love to hate you
I worry for whoever makes the mistake of befriending me. The person within me, I have my doubts about, but who is to
Blue met NovocaineBlue was looking for his Novocaine. He didn’t think it would be possible to find her…but they met! She found him in a dark corner, and she made him come back to life!!! What’s funny is that Blue always liked her Novocaine!!! The REAL Novocaine exists, Novocaine is real! Blue and Novocaine ARE real! Novocaine is such a sweetheart, such a beautiful girl, with a huge heart and an amazing soul! Her sweetness and her love are a drug for Blue!!! She’s an addiction for him!!! If Blue’s an angel, as Novocaine says, then Novocaine’s a Goddess, as Blue says! Novocaine and Blue are two beautiful soul who now are one!!! U2 said “two hearts beat as one”, and they were right!!! Blue can feel the beating of Novocaine’s heart, because her heart is his heart!!! Novocaine is everything Blue has always been looking for: sweetness, romanticism and a beautiful soul! I think Blue and Novocaine are two dreamers. Their dream will come true!
In light of today, World Suicide Prevention DayFirst a disclaimer: I am not suicidal, nor have I ever been.
However, I know about depression, and how it can lead you to seeing but one way out of your suffering: death.
It's not that you reallywant to die: you just want the pain to stop at last.
My long-lasting brush with depression started when I was about 14. I got bullied for passing my exams after missing three months of school. In hindsight, it seems like such a ridiculous reason to bully someone to the point they're dead inside – but kids can and will be cruel if they feel insecure, jealous, or otherwise beaten by life.
I'm 33 now. I spent about 10 years getting back up that slope after 'but' one year of bullying – but boy did that class of 31 people not make me feel at home. Only a few of them were actual bullies; the rest just either didn't care, played along a little bit, or turned their backs to me. I was the easy target: introvert, creative, always quiet and in the back of the class, never learned to fig
Murmurs The smallest squeak by a mouse can be heard by the largest whale. Hearing sometimes overpowers speaking, even if there are walls and doors separating the two.
Guess who's back, Main Topic AlesaWhat's the problem with Alesa? I don't find her a problem with anything. So why is there some hate towards her?
This is LoveThis was love.
This was what my childhood dreamed of; being whisked away by a handsome prince while riding on the back of a white steed. The sky glistened deep sunset hues. The air around us seemed to sparkle as we shared our first kiss.
There was no horse, but I was taken away by some force that wasn't there before. The sky may not have glistened, but my heart did. The air lacks sparkle, but I can see it in my eyes every time I utter his name.
So this is love.
This is love.
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