Omniscient

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Quotes by Omniscient




"Don't worry," he says. The edges of his frown tugged upwards with a false smile. "Be happy!"

"Happy?" She laughed, her hoarse tone making him wince. Slowly, maliciously, she looks up at him. The cold, distant 
look in her eyes have been replaced with irritation and a dull sense of anger. "Happy? You're telling me to be happy? 
Even after all these years?" 

He falters, "Why, of course . . . I want you to be happy." 
Her threatening gaze is chokingly dangerous.

"When you were a child, you feared the dark." She began, "When ever you entered that dark hallway at night to go to 
the bathroom, you felt as if it engulfed you. You were scared of the things that were inside of its seemingly endless void.
And you would run, hoping to escape it and return to the light. And your parents . . they'd tell you, 'Don't be afraid of the 
dark, Tommy. There is nothing to fear'. Yet, no matter how hard you tried, the overwhelming feeling of paranoia overtook
you the moment you stepped into that darkness." 

Her eyes locked onto his. He felt so exposed around her. He felt so . . . so . . insignificent. So tiny. So weak. As if she could see into his very soul.

Feebly, he nodded. "Yeah . ." 

The girl took a deep breath before starting once again. "Then don't you dare tell me to smile after all these years of 
depression, emptiness and isolation. Because you know full well, Thomas! You know full well that no matter how hard
I try , I will not be able to pull off a real smile!" She fumbled with the zipper of her sweater, trying to regain her composure. 

"Abby - "

"Enough." She hissed. "I've had enough of your false hopes and support. I'm done." 

He watched her go. He couldn't do anything. . . he felt so useless. He felt so . . so . . so insufferable and undeserving. 
She had waited on him. She was patient with him. The girl could have abandoned him years ago, because she knew. He
knew she did. She knew that every single compliment, inspirational speech, every seemingly comforting hug was false.
Why? Because he didn't know and he didn't care. Nor did he know how to comfort her breaking form. So he lied. 

And now he could feel the broken, empty feeling she had felt all these years when he watched her shoulders bounce as
she walked, holding in the sobs that threatened to escape her lips. 

And he knew all along, despite his mocking words, that she had forgotten how to smile. 








*whispers* Is it almost hoodie season?






K a r k a l i c i o u s




 



I'm reviewing the Fourth of July quotes that I didn't see yesterday.
Wow . . just . . wow.
It's a bit too much. 

Here's my logic : If we Brits were nice to you, there would be no America.

 
The new Witty is really annoying.
Everyone is complaining about jocked quotes and fights.

Stop complaining and fix the problem. 
SON : 

Son : Hello Dad.
Dad : Hello Son.
Son : I'm going out with my girlfriend tonight. Good Bye.
Dad : Good Bye , Son. I'm so proud of you. *tears of joy*

DAUGHTER  : 

Daughter : Hello Dad.
Dad : Hello Daughter.
Daughter :  I'm going out with my boyfriend tonight. Good Bye.
Dad : BOYFRIEND?! 
Dad : NO
Dad : YOU'RE NEVER ALLOWED TO GO NEAR BOYS AGAIN
Dad : YOU'RE STAYING HOME,
Dad : NOW GO TO YOUR ROOM TO SULK AND EAT ICE CREAM AND CRY.

Dad logic. 

 
Innocent girl, 
smart, strong, above them all

Innocent girl,
one day she had a great fall

But all those kisses,
all those men

Those things can never put an Innocent girl
back together again
I tried to comment on a post today, and it was a really long, heart felt one, too! 
Uuunntil, I notice I forget to block out some things and it makes the thing sound completely stupid.

*crawls off into hole, embarrassed* 
i once knew a girl
who had peculiar eyes
they weren't bright, or playful
they were empty inside

they'd stare at you, emotionless
they were so blunt and so cold
it was very odd for a six year old

she'd waddle 'round with an untied shoe
with her teddy bear clenched in the crease of her elbow
'round and 'round the big open yard
but waiting, waiting, for what? Who?

you'd sometimes see her looking out the window at night
staring up at the twinkling little sky lights
and you'd get a glimpse; a fraction of a second
where'd you see the light in her eyes; what should have been right

as she got a little older, she'd glare up at you
then sometimes she'd yell, saying the compliments weren't true
she'd storm off to her lonely room with her crayons and paper
and no one would worry, even if she asked them to

by age sixteen she was a very odd girl
yes, a very odd girl in a very dangerous world
i see her still, she's in my class
but the others see through her like invisible glass

i know a girl 
who has peculiar eyes
they aren't happy, or shameful
they're empty inside

they stare at me, emotionless
they are so blunt and so cold
it wasn't very odd for a sixteen year old

sometimes she'll lean against my shoulder
and always, always, my breath would catch in my throat
she's my beautiful girl in a great big world
yes, she's my beautiful girl in this dangerous world


this was created by me, Salome Farya. Do not steal, copy or post it on any other website. If you would like to check it out
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http://screwsandlighters.deviantart.com/art/I-once-knew-a-girl-with-peculiar-eyes-376563906

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and I can Google all over your Facebook" 


I saw that as someone's interests.