Everlasting Distractions
I really can't write anything creative, so this is just a vent really. feel free to ignore it. so i have this crush... they don't know that i adore them to the extent of love, but they know that i care about them as a really good friend.
Yours
This is just an anger vent. pitter patter, drip and drop can you see them? can you not? see them spatter, see them fall. see them sprayed upon the wall. see those that your knives have cut. see their hearts and ripped out guts.
Summers Beginning
I heard two doors shut i used a piece of broken glass and a piece of an old rag to make a make shift mirror and used it to see who was their it wasn't the men from earlier but to be safe i hid in the vent in the back room.
Leonardo - Chapter 4
One thing that i was glad about is that the air vent has no lock to open or close it. i opened the opening and got out, putting the opening back on.
Fair Food, Beware
venting was very slow, and he knew it. even when the parade was over, it would take forever to reach a normal size... he could hear the crowds cheering below as he passed by, the dragon only one in a procession of parade floats.
Lost It
#1 of stories this was written to go with the lovely picture that kittybird [http://www.furaffinity.net/user/kittybird] did for me as a bit of vent art. where kittybird-san made the art, this story is definitely more of my vent.
Serengeti Snow: Chapter Four: Coldest Night
After laying on the stone floor for a while. she stood, padding to the thermal vent and breathing in some of the smoke, letting the thick blackness calm her a little.
[Story - French] Les enfants ne sont pas des jouets - chap 1
Protégé du vent et de la pluie, il ne manquait qu'un peu de chauffage pour que ça soit parfait. l'endroit était maintenant désert, mis à part quelques personnes attendant à l'extérieur.
The Rising Fallen Star 2 - Shybert
Just as i made a song to vent my own feelings, this...shall be the way for you to vent your own."
Words Left Unsaid
Just a vent..i guess cold,numb dark and icy are the way these words feel when you lose someone dear to you and you leave unsaid words...everything in the world has a place and time but the one thing that doesn't is death it comes at us when we least want
Into oblivion
Eitherway, this poem is just a bit of venting. the root of the issue is my brothers but i'm not gonna get into that. i hope you all somewhat enjoy this. i'm also starting a special folder for all my poetry that i upload onto sofurry.
Part two_Collie Point Coffee
"see but i want to break people" said the angry ottragon "but justin we cant break people, id feel guilty....plus they don't shatter as pretty as my glasses" i was trying to convince him we needed to go break stuff to vent our anger.