John turned on his old computer with the outdated system. He had been planning to change it for awhile now. He didn't want to buy a new one, just download one for free. So he started to search the web for a program. He turned on the dusty router, which he only used to download things on this old machine. He searched for it a long time, but all files were deleted or blocked. He found some links to weird websites, but many of them needed a log in to the site or to buy something. John wanted to give up, but suddenly he opened an old forum where he found something which looked like last chance:
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I will draw your character!! (closed) by Wlf101-chan, journal
I will draw your character!! (closed)
Ok so i am doing a thing where i will draw your character if you favorite this!! I will make another of these when the trial time is up XD so if you want me to draw a specific character like this, if i go to ur profile and see no character shown more then others i will ask you what character and you must explain it. Thx
10 year anniversary on dA: point giveaway (closed~ by Dagneo, journal
10 year anniversary on dA: point giveaway (closed~
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Thanks for all the entries!I'll organize entries and raffle sometime this week!
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Due to sudden complications with funding, I am going to have to work my butt off doing research for a while!! This means that I will be postponing this giveaway until May 1st! You will now have until April 30th to enter though~
I know there are still several of you that have entered that I haven't included your entry count, but I promise I will get to it soon. Thanks!!
HELLO GUYSSSS
So most of you know I am an old fart here on deviantart. I joined in 2005 when I was like 14.
WHICH MEANS
That this year, it’ll be more 10th anniv
Character Questionnaire 100 Qs by Anomalies13, literature
Literature
Character Questionnaire 100 Qs
1. What are your names?
2. Do you know why you were named that?
3. What are you?
4. What's your gender?
5. How old are you?
6. What do you think your life expectancy is?
7. What's your height?
8. What's your eye color?
9. How about hair color?
10. Do you think you're attractive?
11. Do you have any features that you want to get rid of, if you could?
12. How would you introduce yourself? If you are famous in your world, how would you introduce yourself to someone who had never heard of you?
13. Have any abilities or powers?
14. Stop being a Mary-sue!
15. What do you usually wear?
16. Do you ever walk around naked?
17. Ever c
Demons of Self Harm by deadinside28713, literature
Literature
Demons of Self Harm
I once used to think
life was a dream
and i had just gotten
lost along the way, but then
the demons of self harm visited
and they decided to stay
at first i felt the power,
feelings of self control
untill that addiction inside me
they soon took over my soul
Everyday observations.
Assumptions made and accused.
Outwardly undisturbed,
But it leaves me so confused.
Yet you call upon my help,
delivering enemies to my door.
With streams of desperate blood,
I won't let them hurt you anymore.
But I keep my silence frozen.
I keep my sentiments hidden.
I keep everything out of sight.
Acknowledgement is forbidden.
Would anyone listen if I spoke?
How it feels to be bombarded?
Used, abused, unappreciated.
And afterwards disregarded.
Still I do whatever is needed.
No matter the consequence to myself.
After all, what does it matter?
It's just a mental state of health.
Despairing, despised and disliked,
I
He drowns
in visceral shades of gray,
confined
in illustriously craved walls
with four defined ridges
allowing him only
a window to his soul...
a window without bars,
and yet it offers no escape
for it only allows
the gray to flood through.
He cannot swim,
the color allows him no such pleasantry
and instead he must sit,
basking
in what little color he can find
as they slowly choke him
and as he dies
he screams repentant cries
and begs for salvation
with tears in his eyes
for redemption...
but his tears
only dye his skin as gray
as the filth which drowns him.
i'm sorry,
but we can't talk.
not now, not ever.
because i may say
something i'll
regret later.
because i may make
you feel very
uncomfortable.
because i may just
stop breathing for
the rest of the day.
because i may upset
you and you'll run
away forever.
i hope you understand
i'm only doing this
for your own good.
it's not really for me.
i can just feel it.
and it's not good.
my throat tenses up.
my head throbs around.
my fingertips stop feeling.
i'll stop wishing i were
here and start wishing
i were in the ground.
six and a half feet under
would be much better
than speaking out loud.
silence escapes my lips
as
I'm silenced
An invisible, intangible gag in my mouth
A pit of self-consciousness I need to get out
I build up my courage and then it flies south
I'm afraid
Of what might pour out and smother you
I don't wish to frighten with suggestions of two
But I've scared myself now with the conclusions I drew
I'm locked
In a miserable cage I built by myself
Along with true feelings I'm forced now to shelf
Alone with my words for you, feeling like filth
Still silenced
To this day, your presence keeps me at bay
Ready, always but always unable to say
Hoping I can one day will my anxiety away