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Chapter PrologueDear Dreamer,
Sometimes I really wonder what it would feel like, to sleep for what feels like a thousand hours...to stop existing for moments at least...to put all the world on pause.
Sometimes I ask myself;
girl, is it true that dreams are mere wishes that get accomplished while asleep?
Is the dreamworld another world in another dimension, where we can have what we want?
could life be a nightmare in the dreamworld?
If I have always dreamt of love, wished for it, does it mean in the real world I shall not have it, because it belongs to the dreamworld, where only wishes come true?
Is is true,Dreamer, that when you cry in your dreams cuz of pain, it means you've awaken into the reality?
Is it true that sometimes reality and dreams get combined and you cannot escape into a better world?
Does it mean I am forever stuck in this?
Good night, Dreamer.
rant ?you probably wanna ignore this, I'm just writing to make myself more comfortable
Why does it hurt when people lose love
Why is it so important to them; chasing it, following it, and once they find it they won't let go even if it means death?
Why do the people keep saying they love you, and then end up going away?
Can someone really move on or is it just placing those little pieces of memories behind, trying to cover them with new pieces as fast as they can;
because they keep piercing the mind and hurting
Isn't love practically the reason that wars started between nations and clans before?
When a couple from different clans meet and want to continue their lifes together...
I miss the days when sleeping was my love
I miss the days when drinking tea had nothing to do with you
I miss when I used to draw only for myself without you
I miss the days when everything else could make smile
I miss t
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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