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probably wont be open for a long time :/
Why Do You Hate Me?Why do you hate me?Why Do You Hate Me? by ~TheVampiresRose
I just don’t understand
Do you smile at the thought about me cutting my wrists?
Do you find happiness in my tears?
Is it your wish for me to end my life?
Is that your true desire?
Is that why you say such hateful things to my face?
And behind my back?
I don’t want to hate
But you make that very hard to do
You go out of your way
Just to give me a bruise
And your not the only one
You’ve got a whole group behind you
Who want nothing more then me gone
Is that what you really want?
Is that what everyone wants?
I still don’t understand
Your about to get your wish
So please just leave me be
Just for that one day
Give me one moment of peace
Is that to much to ask?
Or is that to good for me?
Even on the last day of my life?
I don’t want to do this
But you’ve given me no choice
If this is what makes everyone happy….
Then who am I to deny what they want?….
Soulmates pt.1SoulmatesSoulmates pt.1 by ~TheVampiresRose
Ash Clawsing leaned against the stoned brick wall of The Hampton Hotel with a cigarette clenched between his teeth. He watched with a deadly gaze as people passed him by on the dull dry streets of Station Square.
Mortals. Nothing more then roaches overpopulating the planet that should belong to Ash’s kind. The only thing these worthless fools were good for was for entertainment and food. They were weak, soft, and to damn ignorant for their own good. Why should his kind who were stronger, faster, and could easily enslave these insignificant mortals be living in the shadows when they would have no problem taking over this planet that the mortals are slowly destroying? It made no since to him. Hell mortals didn’t even know his kind existed; to them Ash was nothing more then a fairy tale that Hollywood used to make more money then most mortals would ever see in their life time. Their lack of knowledge was truly insulting also. If someone c
Vlad's BioFull Name: Judas The HedgehogVlad's Bio by ~TheVampiresRose
Birthday: June 3rd
Current residence: U.S.A Mobuis
Mental Status: though he appears to be crazy he's actually sane
School; Grade: doesn’t go to school
Job: doesn’t have a job
Fur color: Black
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Red
Family: Mother; Julie The Hedgehog (dead); Father; Robert The Hedgehog (dead); Older Brothers: Mark The Hedgehog (dead), Luke The hedgehog (dead); Younger Brothers: David The Hedgehog (A.K.A Rock, Alive), King The Hedgehog (dead); Younger Sisters: Mary The Hedgehog (dead), Angel The Hedgehog (dead), Ester The Hedgehog (dead); Fiancé: Fate Astrid (dead); Other: Sonic The Hedgehog (2nd Cousin)
Best Friend(s): Ash Clawsing
Friends: Sonya, Abby, Missiy, Adalay, Ash
Enemies: Skull, Velvet, Scarlett, Razor, Shelby, Sicarius, a shapshifting vampire named Eric
Rivals or Frenemys (friends/enemies): none
School SucksSchool SucksSchool Sucks by =HardCoreDeadPrincess
And yes that is a fact
Try being me, and you'll see how people react
Yes I am different, and no I am not "cool"
I'm the freak, the outcast at school
So what if my hair is black and always in my face
Who cares if I walk through the halls like its a race
I know I'm quiet, and I don't like to talk
But that gives you no reason to make me the laughing stock
Yes I love skinny jeans, and converse are the best
Aside from that what makes me so different from all the rest
You all judge by appearance, always overlooking what's inside
Making crude jokes just to boost your own pride
Please just stop and look
See that small bit of MY happiness that you took
With every rude word, and glare on your face
Your only trying to cover up your own mistakes that you can not erase
Dear Bully's, onlookers and fakes.Your fat,Dear Bully's, onlookers and fakes. by =bangaltermanuel
You crazy bitch,
Your a freak,
Why don't you go slit your wrists?
You should die in a hole,
Your just so worthless.
Can't you see your nothing compared to me.
These words: they hurt,
Puttin the outcasts down.
Can you see what your causing?
All the damage this is doing.
The words hurt the most,
Don't you understand!
Think your so popular,
Really. Your a fake.
Hding behind a mask,
Your so insecure,
Taking it out on others.
You think you will fit in then?
You know what.
I don't give a damn.
I don't give a damn.
About your designer clothes,
Or your size zero dress.
And those friends.
Their not real friends.
You manipulated them,
their scared of you.
Now stop hurting others,
It really isn't nice,
Take a look at yourself,
what sort of a monster are you?
Hating on others,
Their not like you.
Get a grip girl!
It's not funny.
It's not cool.
Hears a tip.
Take a leaf out of my book:
Show some RE
What about the The Fallen?There are so many songs;What about the The Fallen? by ~Broken-Girlx
Written about beating the bullies,
Overcoming the bad times,
About rising when you fall.
But what about us?
Us who cannot rise,
Us who have been beaten too hard,
Us who have fallen one to many times.
What about us?
Yes we will try;
We try harder than anyone can ever believe.
But they will never understand how hard it is
To fight a constant battle that you can never win,
Or to rise once again, when you have nothing left;
Because you gave it your all
And ten thousand times more
The very last time that you fell.
What about us?
We are the ones given up on,
Because no one sees the point in helping anymore.
We are the ones invisible and forgotten,
Because we are the ones people choose not to notice.
We are the ones left out in the cold freezing rain,
Because we are the lost cause.
I ask you,
What about us?
I ask you, what about us, but expect no reply,
For if someone had that answer,
The there would be no question.
But as I posed it,
I guess it falls to me to invent
Silent School DaysI am refusing to look back fondlySilent School Days by ~Rifle1980
On the so-called best days and years of my life
So my memories will not deceive me
With rose tinted reminiscence and hindsight
School was nothing more than a breeding ground
For close minded and close hearted thinking
Education was drip fed like water
But was too contaminated for drinking
We were fenced in along side our ambition
And watched it fade as we were forced to learn
From teachers for whom our best interests
Did not seem to be any of their concern
Most days it felt more like a factory
Than a fertile field of free thought
Manufacturing these children’s futures
With the useless information that they taught
Truth is they were bound by bureaucracy
Their once nurturing hands tied up in red tape
And without any passion for teaching
They began to neglect and humiliate
So I’d go to the library, see spaces on shelves
This told me that there were others like me
Wanting to lose themselves between book covers
Before losing their true identity
|Would anyone be willing to spear a few points? please?|
I would like some points so I can commission other deviants so any amount of points would be nice
i'll also trade lamas for points
I have four Sonic Adoptables available right now
Ghost The Echdina for 15 thevampiresrose.deviantart.com… (dont like the name you can change it)
A Blue Echdina girl for 15 thevampiresrose.deviantart.com…
Jen The Dog for 20 thevampiresrose.deviantart.com… (dont like the name you can change it)
A Pink Bunnie girl for 20 thevampiresrose.deviantart.com…
and I have a regualr wolf for 15 thevampiresrose.deviantart.com… (again can change the name)