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my neko girlAs she purrs I hold her
As i stroke her hair
A perfect girl
All is well
while there i dont dwell
I could stay here forever
Here is timeless
With my nekogirl
i adore youSomething I feel but isnt there
Someone is here somthing i cannot bear
Something I cant touch is here
Someone I hold dear
Sometimes I shed a tear
But do not fear Iam always here
For my dear so dont leer or jeer
But cheer for I am here
Dont cite this lore
This I implore
Yet it is you I adore
Thus I fold I put my life on hold
For you I adore.
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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