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my first conversation with a cCleverbot: Are you an American?
Cleverbot: You are an american, therefore and idiot.
User: How so?
Cleverbot: You don't carry on a conversation with me. Why did you say you were 14?
User: I am any way, and I didn't.
Cleverbot: Yes remember our conversation.
Cleverbot: A few minutes ago.
Cleverbot: How is it that I remember, but you don't?
User: Beats me. Maybe because it didn't happen.
Cleverbot: What didn't?
Cleverbot: What do you like to do in your spare time?
User: Write, walk, hang with friends.
Cleverbot: Who are your friends?
User: Do you want me to name them all?
User: No. But some of my very close friends would be Dianna, Amanda, Paige, Tony...
Cleverbot: What do you think of americans?
User: They get a bad reputation... For good reason some times.
Cleverbot: I am not a bot.
User: Oh? You don't seem that clever too.
Cleverbot: Neither do you.
User: Well it's not in my name that I am.
Cleverbot: You are what?
A stick in the mudI wake up
I look out my window it's grey
But not quite raining
Shower brush my teeth
The day goes on
My mom goes to work
She asks me to plant the flowers before she comes home
The day goes on
I put on my shoes and coat
I eventually go outside
It's raining lightly
I take the flowers
There bright and full.
They contrast to the world around me
I put in my headphones
Straight up a long walk past the graves
I see the ponds shore
A rock I set there a time ago
To sit when the ground was wet
I look upon the murky liquid
I see a cluster of feathers
I wonder if the poor bird lost a wing
A small branch falls of from the tree behind me
I stare at it with an imaginative intent.
The branch curved and spiraled
I saw not a branch
But an arm
Maybe from a creature from the deep
I grow more imaginative
I stand up
I pick up the branch
I walk near the edge of the water
I stick the stick into the shallow water
And twist and twist
Until the stick is stuck
I sit b
Spider in the Drain"part one"In the Eastern part of America there is a very long river that runs into a small lake, studies have shown that the lake should be much larger due to the amount of water coming from the river. exabitions have gone into the lake to see what might be source of this strange anomaly. There apeared to be a very large vertical tube like cave going down the center of the lake, many exapitions have gone down to see what the cave holds, but none have ever found anything, or even been able to go to the bottom of the cave, the divers oxygen would run out before they got deep enough. So for years the lake brought dozens of tourists nation wide, but lately the tourists have been ignoring the big drain and set there eyes to old faithfull. Beacuse of this the land of the big drain has been sold to hydro-electric power plant, and now plans have been made for a new dam to be set up in front of the lake construction has been underway for almost a year now, and it is at this time an old residance of the l
So what is this?So this is what it is?
You lead me on, then lead me off a cliff.
You let me get close, then stabbed me in the ribs.
I trusted you, you obviously didn't care.
After all this I still care about you.
This will never change.
So this is what it is?
I made a promise to you, one I think you forgot
You made me think you wouldn't change, I was very wrong.
After all this I still care about you.
This will never change.
And now you have to make a choice, one I wish you didn't have to.
No matter what you choose, I will still care about you.
With all this in mind I say this once. I asked you to wait, I think I should have begged. And with all the things I have listed, the result is wadded up inside.
So this is what it is...
And now you are having second thoughts, my deadline is very near.
Now i have just one question
Why? is this what it is?
Can you hear the silenceCan you hear the silence?
A while ago a phrase popped into my head, "If you listen closely you can hear the silence". At first I thought it was just my head being random again Then at 9:59, June 22nd, 2010, I realized what it meant. In this society I realize noise is always playing a part in our life, there is always something booming, clashing, talking, buzzing, whispering, whether it is the traffic in a busy highway, the screams from a baby, or just the hum from lights above your head. This being said, not all noise is bad, birds chirping, wind blowing, cat purring, music playing, love spreading. This can all be heard thus making it noise. From that statement I can say not all noise is bad But it's always there. No matter where you go noise will be there Some might say "well if you go into space, there is no noise there" Your heart beat. Always noise, your breathing. Always noise, the thoughts going through your head. Always noise. Recently I have been
Broken shovel dayOne March day I decided to go for a bike ride to my local pond. It was a beautiful day; most of the snow was gone, the birds were singing, the sky was bright blue. Everything was just great until, I got to the pond. It was disgusting! There was so much crap out on the ice and around the pond. I normally go to the pond to just think and clear my head. But when got there all I could think about was the trash, so immediately I started picking things up and tossing them on the nearby dock. That is until I accidentally stepped in some thin ice, and got one of my Converse all wet. After that I rode back home and got on the computer and went on to Facebook, My status at that time was: "ah, another beautiful March day, I think I will go for a walk down to the pond later today , I then commented: GRAH! Okay so I went down to the pond and there was trash every-where and it made me mad! So later around 4:00 I'm going back with trash bags and am going to pick up some of
Sleep...I think purple bags are forming under my tired eyes
Where is the Sandman when you need him?
But its the fact that the world is crashing
Leaving me thrashing in insomnia over the cold bed sheets
When will my energy leap?
Thoughts crash together like a mosh pit...
What's wrong with----How's he----WHERE IS----GOD, JUST SLEEP ALREADY
Let the THOUGHTS... slip away
PLEASE, JUST SLEEP
just sleep, mind of mine
Markiplier - Draw My Life.Markiplier Draw My Life
“Hello Everybody! Markiplier here and thank you guys so much for being with me through a 1000 videos! It’s hard to even imagine how we’ve gotten from this point, and I REALLY wanted to do something special for the 1000 subscriber milestone, er, not a 1000 subscriber- 1000 VIDEO milestone, and, I think this video is really gonna explain to you guys how I got from point A to point B, and how YOU guys have helped change my life because, um, these things are really important to me because, they tell how I became the person that I am, and I really do appreciate you guys for sticking with me. So, HERE WE GO!!!”
“I was born on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean called O’ahu, which is the third largest island of Hawaii, and home to the city of Honolulu where I was born on a military base. My dad was a career army man, and he had been in the army 23 years before he retired, and appar
100 Reasons to Stay AliveCute animals that make you go, "Kawaii!"The part of the charger you put your foot on while you're derping on the laptop.Pencils so sharp you can possibly murder an undesirable specimen. (I don't suggest that, but you can.)Clear, blue skies.Putting on the headphones after a long day.Realizing you don't have any homework.The feeling of spring after winter."EMERGENCY MESSAGE: Due to extreme weather conditions, all school activities and administrative offices have been closed for today."Dry towels.Belting out your favorite song in the shower.Cute guys.Maybe cute girls.Or maybe both. I don't know your preferences.The sense of accomplishment.Looking in the mirror and trying out your "sexy" pose.Going on DeviantArt to find your messages chock-full of activity notifications.When you're in a radically good mood so you don't have a care in the world.Hilarious videos.Seeing a picture of something that doesn't usually have a face having a face.When your crush smiles at you.Being weird with your BF
Maybe This Is My Last GoodbyeI just have something to say and that is that I can not but
I have tried to get ahead for myself
But I can not
Every time I feel most miserable
Whenever I feel like not worth it to go ahead
I've tried everything
But they just look at me as a useless, stupid good for nothing like a monster
So to go ahead if, just they tell me my faults in the face
They say I have to open my wings and fly towards my destination where I belong
I try to fly, but my wings are broken
And without wings I can not fly to my destination, and if I not go to my destination I have nothing
And if I have nothing to go ahead
Maybe my destiny is in heaven, where there is no evil, sadness or mental illness
the process of editing yourselfpersonality mitosis;
millions of me scrapped
from the original piece.
the doubt is
you can see the
prepare to divide,
tomorrow you will have
persona, every iota that
was previously you is now
currently in the recycling bin,
ready to be created into new parts.
move to the poles
of the spindle.
nuclear envelope reform;
are you ready to be
here is your freshly-baked
fragment. the piece of soul
that has come straight from
the oven, steaming over with
and well, if it lets you down
tomorrow you can always
create a new one. there will be symptoms,
of course. you might feel empty.
not the normal empty, the
jaded and lonely kind of hollowness.
disassociation, of course.
you signed up for this, you must be willing
you put your soul
through the paper shredder,
you have to be willing to
decipher all the
She's Gone Forever... Male!Reader x Female!ReaderAN: ... Eha.. I dunno, but I NEED TO WRITE THIS OAO|l|
Right... So, just to let you guys know, the Female reader isn't really in this story '-' She's only mentioned in this story, but not exactly 'in' it Ha, that's what she said ;D I'm hoping I can think of more ideas so I can write more Female Reader x Male Reader short stories :>
Sorry if you don't like this >.< I just wanted to try it out ;u;
This is for two readers! 8D If you're the only person reading, then... I dunno, come up with a guy/girl name or someone you like :3
It was late night. Probably around 11/12-ish. At the back of an alley, there was shouting. The sound of a body hitting the pavement came afterwards.
"She's mine!" a gruff voiced hissed. "You lay your hands on her one more fucking time, I swear I will kill you without hesitation." He walked back in the building, slamming the door behind him.
Today My Hands Reek of Doctor Office SoapBecause I frantically washed my hands in the back room
Because I’m one anxious little fuck when it comes to needles and
Crying children in the hallways and rooms where the walls are paper thin
Because I nearly pass out when needles are stuck into my arm several times
Because no one can ever find a goddamned vein the first time
Trying to calm myself as the doctor comes back in and the first words out of my mouth are
“So what are some good anxiety medications these days?”
a letter to her My darling sunshine,
I know that we're about 1000 miles apart, but my heart feels tied to yours and I can't seem to let you go. My heart tells me that you're my soul mate, that you're my other half, that you're supposed to be loved by me and I by you. Age is just a number. I know that. In your Valentine's Day card, you told me to believe in us, to believe that one day we'll be together forever. I can't wait until that day!
Recently, you suggested we take a break because our distance is too big for you... I told you that'd be okay, I told you that I could wait for 4 more years (seeing as that's how many years of school I have left). You still call me your lovely pet names for me: Babe, darling, deary, and my favorite - your shooting star. You still tell me that you love me, and I tell you that I love you more. I do believe in us, I do believe that some day soon, we'll be together forever.
You, my dear, are my best friend... And I'm yours, you told me so yourself. I won't let you g
I knowI know I am currently at my laptop, i know I am listening to Hysteria By Muse, I know that I'll try writing more later tonight, but might end up wasting time on the internet again, I know I got a hair cut earlier today, I know I had Chicken for dinner, I know i helped my mom get the carpeting out of her room earlier today, I know I went to cedar point with my churches youth group yesterday, I know I kept yelling at one of my friends and her boyfriend to stop kissing because it was the youth group's rule to behave while we were there, I know I need to take segment two of drivers training but i wont be able to until August, I know i turn 17 in September which seems to be coming way to fast. This I'm pretty sure of. I know My brother went into the marine corp after high school, I know after he was done, he came back home and went back to school, I know after he was done with school he bought a house somewhere in the supposedly bad part of Michigan, I know he is know married, to a girl who
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