His Love-Her Love-Their Love by Kazaaar, literature
Literature
His Love-Her Love-Their Love
His Love
His love is true, he gives it freely.
To the girl he meets.
Not just one, not two or three,
But every girl.
He meets a girl, he falls in love, he loves her always, pure and true.
But his flaw, his taint, his err', is love for all.
When they speak, he loves her. He is hers, all hers, always hers.
Unfortunately, he is also hers. And hers. And hers.
He falls in love again and again. But he never falls out of love.
His love is true, it's pure and real. But spread as jelly on toast.
Her Love
Her love is pure and simple.
She loves him and only him.
She lives and breaths and dies for him.
And when she hurts, she cries for hi
Story, Ch. 1: Dwelling Forces by Kazaaar, literature
Literature
Story, Ch. 1: Dwelling Forces
The man walks out of the bathroom, dressed in blue jeans and toweling his hair fiercely. As he walks into the room, he grabs the remote, flips on the television to the morning news and heads for his dresser. "I seriously need to consider getting a better apartment." He says for the fifth time this week as he heads towards the dresser, pulling open the top drawer.
He just lets the T.V. run, not paying too much attention as he grabs a casually professional collared shirt. Slipping it over his shoulders while tossing the towel onto the bed, he shakes his hair, leaving it a wild mane of a mess. He doesn't button the shirt up, but grabs a nec
You've probably heard stories like this before. Normal school gil who's life is changed by the meeting of a single boy. But I must say... this is not those other stories. This is my story, hello. My name is Katarina Denotaisho and I am indeed an average schoolgirl. My friends call me Kat and I'm only fifteen.
It all started one day like any other, yeah, that day. God, how cliche'd, but it happens to be true, so what the hell. It was after school, my friends were all busy and I was bored as ever. I didn't want to stay in and flirt with cute guys online anymore, I didn't want to indulge in the videogames that my friend
Story, Prolouge: Foul Watching by Kazaaar, literature
Literature
Story, Prolouge: Foul Watching
Dawn was approaching... the darkling had to hide, Master would not be happy, should it fail it's mission. But where to hide....? Aha! The spot to hide is seen! A hole in the ground is always perfect, rabbit, by the smell. Just as well, it was getting hungry.
It fled before the sun and dove into the dark depths of the shelter. All to do now was wait out the day.
The sun... so bright, why does it always have to land on his face, he wondered? The man rolled over and pulled his covers over his head. No matter what he does, the sun always wins that battle. You'd think it were following him.
After laying in bed, listening to the calming sp
His Love-Her Love-Their Love by Kazaaar, literature
Literature
His Love-Her Love-Their Love
His Love
His love is true, he gives it freely.
To the girl he meets.
Not just one, not two or three,
But every girl.
He meets a girl, he falls in love, he loves her always, pure and true.
But his flaw, his taint, his err', is love for all.
When they speak, he loves her. He is hers, all hers, always hers.
Unfortunately, he is also hers. And hers. And hers.
He falls in love again and again. But he never falls out of love.
His love is true, it's pure and real. But spread as jelly on toast.
Her Love
Her love is pure and simple.
She loves him and only him.
She lives and breaths and dies for him.
And when she hurts, she cries for hi
Story, Prolouge: Foul Watching by Kazaaar, literature
Literature
Story, Prolouge: Foul Watching
Dawn was approaching... the darkling had to hide, Master would not be happy, should it fail it's mission. But where to hide....? Aha! The spot to hide is seen! A hole in the ground is always perfect, rabbit, by the smell. Just as well, it was getting hungry.
It fled before the sun and dove into the dark depths of the shelter. All to do now was wait out the day.
The sun... so bright, why does it always have to land on his face, he wondered? The man rolled over and pulled his covers over his head. No matter what he does, the sun always wins that battle. You'd think it were following him.
After laying in bed, listening to the calming sp
You've probably heard stories like this before. Normal school gil who's life is changed by the meeting of a single boy. But I must say... this is not those other stories. This is my story, hello. My name is Katarina Denotaisho and I am indeed an average schoolgirl. My friends call me Kat and I'm only fifteen.
It all started one day like any other, yeah, that day. God, how cliche'd, but it happens to be true, so what the hell. It was after school, my friends were all busy and I was bored as ever. I didn't want to stay in and flirt with cute guys online anymore, I didn't want to indulge in the videogames that my friend
His Love-Her Love-Their Love by Kazaaar, literature
Literature
His Love-Her Love-Their Love
His Love
His love is true, he gives it freely.
To the girl he meets.
Not just one, not two or three,
But every girl.
He meets a girl, he falls in love, he loves her always, pure and true.
But his flaw, his taint, his err', is love for all.
When they speak, he loves her. He is hers, all hers, always hers.
Unfortunately, he is also hers. And hers. And hers.
He falls in love again and again. But he never falls out of love.
His love is true, it's pure and real. But spread as jelly on toast.
Her Love
Her love is pure and simple.
She loves him and only him.
She lives and breaths and dies for him.
And when she hurts, she cries for hi
Current Residence: Texas Favourite genre of music: NO RAP OR HIP-HOP Favourite photographer: That guy who took the photo of me in that one outfit :D Favourite style of art: *poses* Are you ready for your MUSE?! *is naked all of a sudden* Operating System: A good one. MP3 player of choice: My computer :P Shell of choice: Who answers this? O.o; Wallpaper of choice: WTF? I prefer to paint my own room. Personal Quote: You can talk to me anytime you need to. ^_^
Favourite Visual Artist
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Favourite Movies
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Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
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Favourite Writers
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Favourite Games
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Favourite Gaming Platform
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Tools of the Trade
The pen is mightier than the sword, but I'll still kick your ass with my sword.
Bang.. Bang.. Bang... The sounds that Tony is upset by something.. He gets upset by the smallest things.. and rather than telling people why he's upset, he goes to the kitchen and tosses the Cast Iron into the sink as loudly as he can... Then he yells at mom and doesn't tell anyone else. His tantrums are so... Childish.. And he's supposed to be the responsible one here. *sighs* Anyway... My daily life consists of, Monday through Thursday, I walk up to the campus. Tuesdays and Thursdays I have class from 2:40 to 4:20. Usually before class, I head to the library to finish homework... Daily when I head up there, I hang out with my group/help the
I feel I should say something.. But... Yeah.. I dunno... I do still exist, I guess is the extent... For those of you who still care and haven't moved on to your new accounts..
Once upon a time, there was a guy who did some stuff and started Culinary School. But school kept him offline, so his dA kept racking up things without him. When he finally got back, he had over 2000 subscriptions, over 500 messages and 2 notes. He was sad and sorry.
So, anyone who talks to me on the phone or whatnot, remind me to get online. If I don't talk to you on the phone, gimme yer number so I can. :P