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A Sad Love (ImmortalFox Oneshot)Life is hard. I try to just get by the day without a mental break down, it's hard. My mom is a bitch, my dad is no longer in my life, my girlfriend doesn't even act like we're dating, and iI think I'm falling for my best friend. Which is to say the least weird because we both are guys. I know you're probably thinking, "What the fuck?" but I assure you that it's true.
I look at him differently now. His caramel skin shines when the sun hits it. It glows like it was made from the sun. He is the complete opposite of me. My alabaster skin is almost translucent I mean I've tried to tan but it only last about 2 hours, then it goes away.
I would say that his chocolate eyes reflect the sun. They always sparkle as he looks at me. His eyes smile even if he isn't. His smile warms my body, it touches my heart that has been dormant for a while. That smile led me out of the dark of my depression and into the warm glow of life.
He always seems to stop me as I think of life as a horrible creatur
My Lyf Chapter 1 At this moment you might see a scene of a boy probably no older then you but its a fan fic so what I say goes! But imagine him standing in the kitchen with a broken plate on the floor. It slipped from his pale hands as soon as his mom walked in. Aleks, a boy of 17 with dark brown hair that fell over the right side of his face. His chocolate eyes were almost black in the light of the kitchen. His pale skin made him look paper white under the florescent. His eyes wide, scared for what will happen.
"Your a horrible son!!!" yelled my mom.
I knew that she didn't really like me due to the fact that I'm not her real son. I'm adopted, and no this isn't a Cinderella story either.
"Yep your right I'm just so fucking HORRIBLE! Go DIE!!!!" I yell back at her.
I bend down and start to pick up the bigger pieces of glass that didn't need to be swept up.
"Move you worthless boy! I'll clean it." she said and kicked me out of the way.
I sat there and held my side. I was sure
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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