The writer's block

loli_lover said:
DIGIMON 2: RETURN OF DIGIMON
Digimon was ta hom eatnig breffist. He ate a omelette and toast with english muffins and he had bagels and Cap'n Crunch.
He was also eating orange juice a muffin and sausage and a bacon piece but he also ate just bread.
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that shit blew my mind
 
lmao

this thread is amazing.

also this is the best fanfic ever made: http://www.asstr.org/files/Collecti...n/Serials/Agony in Pink - Special Edition.txt

well i suppose i will attempt to turn this thread around...and post some poetry for this hypercritical anonymous critique machine.



Remember this… I'm asking you, not telling you
not forgiving you or
understanding you
or asking you to understand me
or
this
or yourself even. Just remember this:

Understanding will come later,
when you're ready, when the ache is gone,
the tightness in your chest, the screaming in your head,
repetitions of repetitions,
repeating themselves over
and over
and under
and through,
past the core, the rotting cherries and
screaming children…
all the way to
the other side,
to that place you haven't seen
or dared to look at.

Understanding will come after…
after all the hatreds have been exhausted,
after all the women have shriveled up into mousy regrets,
after the postman is gone and the mailbox is empty,
after the bloodstains on her blouse turn a shade of brown
that is difficult to look at,
after you,
after me,
after America and Russia and the next mighty empire of holy men,
after this, long after this
and everything else I waste my time with
and ask you
to waste yours on.

Understanding will arrive long after you need it most,
when the house is finally empty
and quiet
and dark
and there is no longer anyone within earshot
for you to question
or blame
or torture
with your pleas and repetitions
and nagging, faulty revelations that amount to nothing…

Understanding will show itself
when you have no one to share it with,
when illumination finally hides darkness
well enough
that you can close your eyes
and find
rest
or peace
or God forbid,
sleep.

Understanding will creep up on you with steps lighter than a housecat's
and jaws stronger than a tiger's. It won't bite
or snarl
or maul you
or take you by surprise.
It will
simply
arrive,
nod its head,
smile,
tip its hat
and share the joke with you,
after,
long, long after
you hold the ability
of laughter.

Then you will know.

Take your time – it's all you have.
Relax and have some fruit or maybe
a glass of water.

There is nothing here you need to know.

Grow fat.
 
DEVIL MAY CRY: TEH CRYING OF THE DEMON

Dante watireed in his castal of darkness but he was not sad was angery1 A man was that a demon came to conquer him but it would not be so.

"I have come to delver a massege from a demon" saided a beard man with angry sword. He ripped Dante castla but Dante duck under the sowrd and return the fatal blow.

"Who the demon?" Dante setts down his fists.

"I am only bring message" And the man died with blood attack. Dante was explore for clues in old mansion. Time to rock and roll, his thoughtedhead brightened him.

"Relax your weopns!" Said a demonwoman. Her name hse said was Karrven and she explosioned a fire at him. Dante took his pistals and cracked a awesome lightning and she came to exploding. Dante swoop down with sword but sword broke!

"Naack1! Tatth was my faethers SWORD I MURDER YOU" but she was alsready mudredicd becuse she was un dead ghost spirit of demon working for the great daman mastar Powerloth.

"Good work yuo freed Kravne but now fights you against me!" And it was Simonn Belmont from Castalvania who was turns more evil by Darcula. Too much power so Dante did not have his sword and hads use his gun attack.

"Fire bullet" Dante shoot at Simon and blood his face off. "NO!"

Simon was not free thoug becuss he was under evil powrar too lnog! Dante felt bads about it but tath was his duety. He would make new sword out of a metal and would win triumph over anuther evil agein!he end
 
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