ACT I
Queue the lights,
Set the background,
Usher in the crowd,
Have a break through,
Take a deep breath,
Congratulations, you were just born,
Life is but a play.
ACT II
Queue the lights,
Set the background,
Usher in the crowd,
Have a memory boost,
Walk to your place,
Congratulations, you just grew up,
Life is just a play.
ACT III
Queue the lights,
Set the background,
Usher in the crowd,
Have a realization,
Play your part,
Congratulations, you just lived your life,
Life is but a play.
ACT IV
Dim the lights,
Take down the background,
Usher out the crowd,
Have a quick recollection,
Lay down your props,
Congratulations, you just died,
Life is but a stage.
ACT V
Go back to your room,
Relax a bit,
You now have all the time in the world,
Pick up a paper,
Read you life’s reviews,
Life is but a play,
And smile because, you did good.
I don't like it very much but it's okay I guess.
Midinight Writer
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Kyle Chapter 5
The night was long as Cartman stayed by Kyle’s passed out form. For hours all Eric did was watch for any visible improvement. After awhile Cartman fell asleep lying next to Kyle on the bed.
Kyle woke up slowly. His head was throbbing as he tried to remember the night before but as hard as he tried everything was fuzzy and unfocused. He finally gave up on trying to remember and was about to get up and ready for the day, especially to brush his teeth because for some reason his mouth tasted disgusting, when he turned on his bed and saw the one thing he ad always wanted to see, Eric Cartman sleeping next to him.
He thought he must be dreaming and pinched himself, he cried out because he actually felt the pain of the pinch. He scrambled to get out of his bed and sneak out before Cartman could wake up but it was too late, his cry had awakened the German boy and he was starting to stir from his slumber.
Cartman woke up quickly when he realized he had fallen asleep in the first place. He started to panic when he didn’t see Kyle and started to yell out “Kyle! Kyle! Ky-“He stopped yelling when he looked up and saw his love looking at him with a panicky face. Kyle ran down stairs and Cartman followed.
“Why are you here? And why in hell are you in my bed?” Kyle asked. He was so confused that it came out angrily and he started to pace.
“Saving your life, ass hole.” The anger in Kyle’s voice had brought anger in his. He calmed instantly when he heard Kyle speak next.
“WH- what do you mean?” he sounded scared as he had a quick flash back of swallowing pills and running up stairs. He started to stare into space at the thought of his flash back.
Eric started to worry when Kyle seemed to stare into space; his eyes were getting wider and wider. He finally shook Kyle to snap him out of it. When he saw just shaking wasn’t working he started to yell a plea, “Please Kyle, snap out of this! Don’t do what Butters did, wake up for me Kyle!” Kyle was already starting to snap out of it when Eric thought he was about to lose him forever so he did the first thing he thought of, Eric Cartman kissed Kyle Brovflaski straight on the lips and then Kyle passed out.
Kyle was feeling dizzy when he was emerging from his trance; the shaking was making it worse. He thought his head would burst when he felt something on his lips. He focused his eyes for a second and upon the sight of Cartman pressing his lips against his own everything became to overwhelming and he fainted.
Kyle woke to Cartman looming over him biting his lip. “What happened?”
“What do you think happened?” Cartman asked nervously.
Kyle thought back to his last thought and scrambled away from Cartman. “You kissed me?! Why?!”
“I thought you would die…fag” Kyle noticed the slight hesitation in Cartman’s voice, his heart raced.
“Are you sure that’s the only reason?” Kyle was sad that he thought that maybe Cartman liked him for even a second. Cartman sat there for a few minutes, indecision clearly playing across his face.
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What the fuck are you waiting for Gaylord? Isn’t this what you came here for?
I know, I know but what if he rejects me? When did you become such a pussy? I bet when you do man up and tell him you will be the catcher. What do you mean? Yeah, definitely the catcher, hahaha. Fine, I’ll tell him, god dammit!
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“Actually Kyle…umm….I did because…umm...”
“Yes?” Kyle asked because he was getting excited.
“I also did it because I like you, I mean like like you.” Cartman said it as one word. When he finished Kyle threw himself on to Cartman, forcing them to be on top of each other, and started kissing him furiously. Kyle kissed hard enough to bruise unless Cartman opened his mouth to him. Cartman opened his mouth to let him. Kyle thrust his tongue in his mouth, exploring everything his tongue could reach. Kyle’s arms wrapped around Cartman’s neck, pressing them together as close as he could. Cartman started to undo his belt but Kyle pulled back and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I thought we were going to get into it.” Cartman replied but by this point Kyle scooted away from him. “What’s the matter? Don’t you like me?” Cartman looked down sadly.
“Of course I like you dude but I’m not doing it right now! We haven’t even gone out on a date or anything!” Kyle replied.
“You’ve sucked my balls before Kyle. Why won’t you do it now?”
“That was in Imagination Land and it wasn’t me it was an imaginary version of me!” Kyle was angry now, “I like you, really like you but if you want this to work we need to take this slowly, ok? Let’s go on a date or two and see how it works out before we go any further.”
“Oh yeah, how do you think the town will react? I don’t think we could just walk down main avenue hand in hand, acting lovey dovey. That and I’d be kicked off the football team, that’s the only thing that’ll get me into college. Do you understand that Kyle?” Cartman said, desperate for him to understand, "That is the only thing that can get me away from this town."
“Okay, we won’t go out on a date but we can have dinner in or just hang out.”
“We’ve hung out a million times before, what makes this any different?”
“Just humor me.” Kyle said. Cartman started to laugh as he got up and put his coat on.
“I’ve got to get home, call me every hour or so, so I know that you’re alright. Do I at least get a good bye kiss?” Humor clearly showed in his voice which got Kyle mad.
“If you keep laughing, no.” Cartman’s eyes sobered instantly.
“Better?” he asked. Kyle walked over to him and wrapped his arms around the shorter man’s shoulders. He leaned down and whispered against Cartman’s lips, “Much,” and kissed him thoroughly. Cartman laughed and walked out the front door, unknowing to both that Kenny was watching through the window the whole time.
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Kenny couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He saw his love and his enemy making out and looking at each other with extreme lust. They finally stopped. Kyle was grinning like a fool and only Kenny could see it because Cartman walked out quickly with a grin of his own on his face. Cartman was so happy that he didn’t notice Kenny standing right next to the porch. After Cartman left Kyle started to hum and seemed to glow with happiness. Kenny started t break down and cry because today was the day he would have confessed his love to his Jewish muse.
Midnight Writer
Kyle woke up slowly. His head was throbbing as he tried to remember the night before but as hard as he tried everything was fuzzy and unfocused. He finally gave up on trying to remember and was about to get up and ready for the day, especially to brush his teeth because for some reason his mouth tasted disgusting, when he turned on his bed and saw the one thing he ad always wanted to see, Eric Cartman sleeping next to him.
He thought he must be dreaming and pinched himself, he cried out because he actually felt the pain of the pinch. He scrambled to get out of his bed and sneak out before Cartman could wake up but it was too late, his cry had awakened the German boy and he was starting to stir from his slumber.
Cartman woke up quickly when he realized he had fallen asleep in the first place. He started to panic when he didn’t see Kyle and started to yell out “Kyle! Kyle! Ky-“He stopped yelling when he looked up and saw his love looking at him with a panicky face. Kyle ran down stairs and Cartman followed.
“Why are you here? And why in hell are you in my bed?” Kyle asked. He was so confused that it came out angrily and he started to pace.
“Saving your life, ass hole.” The anger in Kyle’s voice had brought anger in his. He calmed instantly when he heard Kyle speak next.
“WH- what do you mean?” he sounded scared as he had a quick flash back of swallowing pills and running up stairs. He started to stare into space at the thought of his flash back.
Eric started to worry when Kyle seemed to stare into space; his eyes were getting wider and wider. He finally shook Kyle to snap him out of it. When he saw just shaking wasn’t working he started to yell a plea, “Please Kyle, snap out of this! Don’t do what Butters did, wake up for me Kyle!” Kyle was already starting to snap out of it when Eric thought he was about to lose him forever so he did the first thing he thought of, Eric Cartman kissed Kyle Brovflaski straight on the lips and then Kyle passed out.
Kyle was feeling dizzy when he was emerging from his trance; the shaking was making it worse. He thought his head would burst when he felt something on his lips. He focused his eyes for a second and upon the sight of Cartman pressing his lips against his own everything became to overwhelming and he fainted.
Kyle woke to Cartman looming over him biting his lip. “What happened?”
“What do you think happened?” Cartman asked nervously.
Kyle thought back to his last thought and scrambled away from Cartman. “You kissed me?! Why?!”
“I thought you would die…fag” Kyle noticed the slight hesitation in Cartman’s voice, his heart raced.
“Are you sure that’s the only reason?” Kyle was sad that he thought that maybe Cartman liked him for even a second. Cartman sat there for a few minutes, indecision clearly playing across his face.
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What the fuck are you waiting for Gaylord? Isn’t this what you came here for?
I know, I know but what if he rejects me? When did you become such a pussy? I bet when you do man up and tell him you will be the catcher. What do you mean? Yeah, definitely the catcher, hahaha. Fine, I’ll tell him, god dammit!
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“Actually Kyle…umm….I did because…umm...”
“Yes?” Kyle asked because he was getting excited.
“I also did it because I like you, I mean like like you.” Cartman said it as one word. When he finished Kyle threw himself on to Cartman, forcing them to be on top of each other, and started kissing him furiously. Kyle kissed hard enough to bruise unless Cartman opened his mouth to him. Cartman opened his mouth to let him. Kyle thrust his tongue in his mouth, exploring everything his tongue could reach. Kyle’s arms wrapped around Cartman’s neck, pressing them together as close as he could. Cartman started to undo his belt but Kyle pulled back and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I thought we were going to get into it.” Cartman replied but by this point Kyle scooted away from him. “What’s the matter? Don’t you like me?” Cartman looked down sadly.
“Of course I like you dude but I’m not doing it right now! We haven’t even gone out on a date or anything!” Kyle replied.
“You’ve sucked my balls before Kyle. Why won’t you do it now?”
“That was in Imagination Land and it wasn’t me it was an imaginary version of me!” Kyle was angry now, “I like you, really like you but if you want this to work we need to take this slowly, ok? Let’s go on a date or two and see how it works out before we go any further.”
“Oh yeah, how do you think the town will react? I don’t think we could just walk down main avenue hand in hand, acting lovey dovey. That and I’d be kicked off the football team, that’s the only thing that’ll get me into college. Do you understand that Kyle?” Cartman said, desperate for him to understand, "That is the only thing that can get me away from this town."
“Okay, we won’t go out on a date but we can have dinner in or just hang out.”
“We’ve hung out a million times before, what makes this any different?”
“Just humor me.” Kyle said. Cartman started to laugh as he got up and put his coat on.
“I’ve got to get home, call me every hour or so, so I know that you’re alright. Do I at least get a good bye kiss?” Humor clearly showed in his voice which got Kyle mad.
“If you keep laughing, no.” Cartman’s eyes sobered instantly.
“Better?” he asked. Kyle walked over to him and wrapped his arms around the shorter man’s shoulders. He leaned down and whispered against Cartman’s lips, “Much,” and kissed him thoroughly. Cartman laughed and walked out the front door, unknowing to both that Kenny was watching through the window the whole time.
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Kenny couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He saw his love and his enemy making out and looking at each other with extreme lust. They finally stopped. Kyle was grinning like a fool and only Kenny could see it because Cartman walked out quickly with a grin of his own on his face. Cartman was so happy that he didn’t notice Kenny standing right next to the porch. After Cartman left Kyle started to hum and seemed to glow with happiness. Kenny started t break down and cry because today was the day he would have confessed his love to his Jewish muse.
Midnight Writer
A Lover's Night
Midnight shadows slowly increase,
While lying in a bed,
With moon bleached sheets,
That covers my naked body,
I look out into the distance,
As the stars twinkle above my head,
My mind wonders,
Flying through infinite space,
Going to the far reaches of the universe,
Gentle snoring brings me back,
All the color is stolen by the moon,
From my now blushing cheeks,
I blush from looking at my sleeping lover,
I watch the rise and fall of his chest,
That absorbs all the light from the moon and stars,
I grin like a fool and continue watching,
It gets cold, so I snuggle close to him,
I spoon against his smooth back and settle in,
I watch the moon cross the night sky,
The day breaks through the night,
With me floating in blissful dreams and human warmth.
I was workin on imagery and as a bonus it's not emo!
Midnight Writer
While lying in a bed,
With moon bleached sheets,
That covers my naked body,
I look out into the distance,
As the stars twinkle above my head,
My mind wonders,
Flying through infinite space,
Going to the far reaches of the universe,
Gentle snoring brings me back,
All the color is stolen by the moon,
From my now blushing cheeks,
I blush from looking at my sleeping lover,
I watch the rise and fall of his chest,
That absorbs all the light from the moon and stars,
I grin like a fool and continue watching,
It gets cold, so I snuggle close to him,
I spoon against his smooth back and settle in,
I watch the moon cross the night sky,
The day breaks through the night,
With me floating in blissful dreams and human warmth.
I was workin on imagery and as a bonus it's not emo!
Midnight Writer
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
The Shining Star's Shadow
Shining so bright,
The brilliance hurts my eyes,
My best friend is a star,
Brought down from the sky above,
The golden girl to all,
I love her like a sister,
And she me,
But… sometimes,
I wish they would look at me,
Like they do at her,
Her light shines from her skin,
Leaving me in the shadows,
To be hidden from view,
To be hidden from the adoration,
It makes me sad sometimes when I think that,
No matter how hard I try,
No one would ever tear their gaze from her,
To even ask who I am,
It’s shallow but I wish that just once,
That people would know my name,
And treat me like a shining star,
But I will always remain,
The shining star’s shadow.
I know it's depressing, deal with it, lol.
MIdnight Writer
The brilliance hurts my eyes,
My best friend is a star,
Brought down from the sky above,
The golden girl to all,
I love her like a sister,
And she me,
But… sometimes,
I wish they would look at me,
Like they do at her,
Her light shines from her skin,
Leaving me in the shadows,
To be hidden from view,
To be hidden from the adoration,
It makes me sad sometimes when I think that,
No matter how hard I try,
No one would ever tear their gaze from her,
To even ask who I am,
It’s shallow but I wish that just once,
That people would know my name,
And treat me like a shining star,
But I will always remain,
The shining star’s shadow.
I know it's depressing, deal with it, lol.
MIdnight Writer
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Stellar
I met you today,
I have a good feeling about you,
It’s six months later,
We start dating,
A year passes,
Two years,
We’re still together,
You help me breath,
Help me live,
Make me laugh,
Make me smile,
I can finally say,
I love you,
More than anything.
I was listening to this song and bam out of nowhere comes this poem, hope you enjoy it!
MIdnight Writer
I have a good feeling about you,
It’s six months later,
We start dating,
A year passes,
Two years,
We’re still together,
You help me breath,
Help me live,
Make me laugh,
Make me smile,
I can finally say,
I love you,
More than anything.
I was listening to this song and bam out of nowhere comes this poem, hope you enjoy it!
MIdnight Writer
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Over
I woke up today,
I did my daily routine,
The day was over,
I went to bed at one when,
I noticed I forgot something,
I forgot to think about you,
For a whole day,
I forgot completely,
I know now,
I am over you,
You no longer hold my heart,
My thoughts,
My life,
I finally win,
You finally lose.
See I'm not totally emo!
Midnight Writer
I did my daily routine,
The day was over,
I went to bed at one when,
I noticed I forgot something,
I forgot to think about you,
For a whole day,
I forgot completely,
I know now,
I am over you,
You no longer hold my heart,
My thoughts,
My life,
I finally win,
You finally lose.
See I'm not totally emo!
Midnight Writer
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Good Bye
I can’t believe it,
After so long,
I thought of you again,
I don’t want to remember,
How can I escape?
You are my night mare,
That will follow me forever,
How can I stop you?
That bottle looks tempting,
With the little pills that can help,
That will shove you away,
That will help me escape,
To a place unknown,
Where you can never hurt me again,
Write a note,
Swig the pills and water,
Swallow.
I know it's uber emo but to bad, you have already wasted a whole minute reading it! Mwah hahahahaha
Midnight Writer
After so long,
I thought of you again,
I don’t want to remember,
How can I escape?
You are my night mare,
That will follow me forever,
How can I stop you?
That bottle looks tempting,
With the little pills that can help,
That will shove you away,
That will help me escape,
To a place unknown,
Where you can never hurt me again,
Write a note,
Swig the pills and water,
Swallow.
I know it's uber emo but to bad, you have already wasted a whole minute reading it! Mwah hahahahaha
Midnight Writer
Thank You
I once lived in self pity,
Thought I had the worse family,
The worse friends,
The worse life,
I wanted to die,
But then I met you,
You had nothing,
You had no one,
No life to speak of,
No friends to lean on,
You made me realize,
How selfish I had been,
How I had taken life for granted,
Now you’re my best friend,
My partner,
Now I don’t want to die,
I now see the best in life,
Instead of the worst,
You once told me thank you,
For being your friend,
For turning your life around,
I didn't say anything,
You asked why I didn't say a thing,
Again I didn't respond,
I didn't respond because I couldn't,
I was shocked,
I was speechless because,
I was the one,
Who needed to say,
Thank you.
Midnight Writer
Thought I had the worse family,
The worse friends,
The worse life,
I wanted to die,
But then I met you,
You had nothing,
You had no one,
No life to speak of,
No friends to lean on,
You made me realize,
How selfish I had been,
How I had taken life for granted,
Now you’re my best friend,
My partner,
Now I don’t want to die,
I now see the best in life,
Instead of the worst,
You once told me thank you,
For being your friend,
For turning your life around,
I didn't say anything,
You asked why I didn't say a thing,
Again I didn't respond,
I didn't respond because I couldn't,
I was shocked,
I was speechless because,
I was the one,
Who needed to say,
Thank you.
Midnight Writer
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Happy
This weekend except for one unfortunate inncident that I will not talk about, I had a really really good weekend! I went to China town nd got some cool stuff and the perfect graduation for my friend who is obviously graduating. I also got new pets there as well! I got two tiny turtles which I named Poison Ivy and Poison Oak but I just call them Ivy and Oak.
Saturday I also cought up on some sleep which I have been missing due to insomniaso it was good. Then on Sunday a friend of mine on SodaHead.com said I should publish my work, I' that good and I was very flattered. I also finished chapter 4 for my fanfic. Kyle. Just felt like putting up how good this weekend was.
Midnight Writer
Saturday I also cought up on some sleep which I have been missing due to insomniaso it was good. Then on Sunday a friend of mine on SodaHead.com said I should publish my work, I' that good and I was very flattered. I also finished chapter 4 for my fanfic. Kyle. Just felt like putting up how good this weekend was.
Midnight Writer
Kyle chapter 4
Over the next two weeks things started to settle down about Kyle being gay. People didn’t gay bash him anymore or whisper behind his back but they still treated him differently, although once the shock of it was over more and more girls started hanging around him and started treating him as one of the girls. The boys of the town resented him for it so the only males he talked to that were his age were Stan, Kenny and Cartman. Even though his predicaments improved Kyle was still depressed because he knew he could never have the one thing he truly wanted so he continued to take the pain killers. He found himself taking more and more because after awhile his body started to become resistant to them so he now took four at night and two before school, he had become addicted in the short time and couldn't stop even if he wanted to. No one noticed though as he took more and more or so Kyle thought but unknown to him Cartman saw his growing weariness and guessed correctly as to what he was doing.
When the second week was over his parents and Ike finally came home from the convention that they went to. Kyle was nervous when he heard the keys rattle outside because he decided that he would tell his parents he was gay before the rest of the town could. His parents and brother walked in and closed the door.
“Hello bubby how was it here while we were gone?” Kyle’s mother asked.
“Fine mom but I need to tell you and dad something.” Kyle started but Kyle’s mother continued as if he hadn’t heard him speak.
“The convention was nice and Ike won the IQ bowl. It was nice until we got back and it was the strangest thing, it seems the second we got off the plane everyone started whispering when they saw us, I wonder why. Kyle has something unusual happened while we were gone?”
“Well as a matter of fact, something did happen.”
“What happened Kyle? Is anyone hurt?” Kyle’s father asked, joining in on the conversation.
“No, but I have to tell you something,” Kyle bit his lip and then continued, “Mom, dad, I’m gay and that’s wh-“He was cut short by his mother.
“WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?!” Shelia Broflaski exclaimed. “My child a fagella? This isn’t happening, its societies fault, I’ll just have to…” But Kyle stopped her before she could continue because he knew what this path would lead to and he had grown a back bone against his mother since he was eight so that they wouldn't have another war with Canada type of fiasco ever again.
“Mom its no ones fault, I was born like this and I have known I was gay since I was twelve.” At this his mother burst into tears, his father wrapped his arms around her, comforting her. Ike just walked upstairs because the news wasn’t a shocker, he had guessed many years ago as to what Kyle was and this was just confirmation but something seemed off about Kyle to him but he just shrugged it off, thinking it was nothing, at least at first.
Over the next few days things at Kyle’s house were frantic because Kyle’s mother broke into tears every time she saw her biological son and his father was always silent but didn’t do anything else to show his discomfort with his son being gay. His parents eventually got over it in a month or so, but they would never bring up the subject so when they brought it up the day before winter break began he was shocked to hear his mother ask him, “Kyle, do you have a boyfriend?”
“Umm, no why?” Kyle replied.
“Well your father and I decided to go to see my sister for Hanukah this year and have agreed that you are old enough to stay home alone if you want.”
“What about Ike?”
“He was invited to go skiing in Aspen and we decided to let him go.”
“Cool, but what does anything have to do with me having a boyfriend or not?”
“Well we wanted to know if we could trust you by yourself and we wanted to tell you that you’re not allowed to do any funny business under our roof and no wild parties.” His father interjected.
“I promise I won’t, not like I have many friends anymore any way.” Kyle muttered the last part to himself.
“Oh good, well we’ll leave you some money for food and we are leaving tomorrow at noon.” With that Kyle’s mother got up and left the room, his father following close behind. Kyle was going to go up to his room to take his meds when Ike came in. Kyle paused at the door upon catching Ike’s look that was out of place.
“What?” Kyle asked as his brother continued the look that looked like he was trying to enter Kyle’s soul.
“I’ve just noticed we’ve got a stronger brand of aspirin than normal even though we just had a full bottle of the stuff less than a week ago. You know why that is?”
“I don’t know, maybe mom’s PMSing hardcore or something.” Kyle said calmly but in his mind he was freaking out, hoping his brother hadn’t figured out his addiction.
“Yeah, maybe.” Ike sounded like he was trying to convince himself out of something and continued, “Well mom and dad are dropping me off when they leave so I just wanted to say good bye before I leave, so bye.”
“’Kay, good bye Ike.” He gave his brother a hug and whispered to him, “I’ve covered so much of your shit up for you, if you find anything, not that there is anything to find out but if you happen to find something you better let it go,” Kyle squeezed Ike hard enough that Ike couldn’t breath any more, “or else I will inform our parents who stole and wreaked the car three years ago and who decided that last year the Goth kids had the right idea and smoked with them for over a year before that someone quit, oh and we must not forget this one individuals trip to downtown for prostitutes and takes starving Marvin’s space ship when he visits Earth and goes to Canada to se his biological parents, that would just kill mom and dad and you know it, so silence is key, got it? You won’t find any thing but if you find something out about me there will be consequences.” He let go of Ike and looked him over and sounded normal when he said, “I hope you understand, have a fun time in Aspen with your friends.”
“Okay. I won’t look and I won’t tell.” Ike said in a voice so soft it could be considered a whisper. Kyle walked out leaving a scared Ike standing there with his mouth open, wondering how his brother knew all of this about him.
Kyle was walking upstairs deciding he had to go about this more carefully but was relieved that he knew his brother wasn’t going to squeal on him. His brother keeps his word and a smile quirked on his lips at the thought because it had been him who taught him what honor was and how to always keep your word. There’s nothing to worry about anyway, I promise I won’t go as far as I could go. He shuddered hoping he could keep that promise to himself.
The next day at school was pretty cool because they finished that semester’s finals and today all they were doing was hanging out, waiting for their vacation to start. He told only Stan, Kenny and Cartman that he’d be alone all winter break. Stan and Kenny thought that he was so lucky and made plans to visit him every other day so he wouldn’t get lonely and Cartman said nothing.
Cartman was quite all that day thinking about how Kyle could take as much of whatever he was taking if he was all by himself with out any one noticing. He made a vow to himself to visit him every day so he could check to see if he was all right. Maybe you can get your gay on this break. That voice had been enjoying making fun of him for the last few months but it did hold the truth because he really did want to find out if he could have a relationship with Kyle but knew he wouldn’t actually do anything about it if he didn't do it soon.
School let out and Kyle dropped his friends off at their homes and went home. He already bought everyone’s presents so he didn’t have to sweat going to the mall. He finally arrived at his house and went inside. He stood in the front door frame for a minute revealing in the silence and knowledge he had the house all to himself for the next three weeks.
He decided this was called for a celebration so he went upstairs, grabbed the bottle of aspirin and ran back stairs. He sat on the couch in front of the TV planning to play video games after he took the pills but he never got to play the games.
He popped half the bottle into his mouth and after he swallowed he realized something didn’t feel right and he knew what it was. Kyle got up as soon as he realized, he started to run to the medicine cabinet but never made it and collapsed on the floor, not feeling anything as death approached him about to claim her newest victim.
Cartman decided to confront Kyle about his feelings early so almost immediately after Kyle dropped him off, he threw his back pack into the living room and walked back out. It was freezing out so he decided to jog to Kyle’s house. While he was jogging he thought about how he was going to confess how much he liked Kyle. I bet he’ll just laugh in my face after everything I’ve put him through. It’s so stupid I should turn around. Then I will always do that, I should better get it over with. What should I say? How about, um Kyle you know how I always made you miserable? Well I only did it because I lo-. His thoughts were interrupted when he got to the Kyle’s house.
Cartman was about to knock on the door when he heard a giant crash followed by nothing. Cartman threw the door open looking for Kyle. He ran through the downstairs in less than a minute and was running upstairs when he caught sight of a lump in the upstairs hall. As he came closer to it he saw that the lump was Kyle holding an aspirin bottle with hardly anything in it. Cartman panicked and quickly went to check Kyle’s pulse and counted that it was dangerously low and saw some foam coming out of the side of Kyle’s mouth. He ran to the bathroom to look for ipecac or charcoal would be better but both would induce vomiting. He scanned the medicine cabinet and was in luck; he found a ground charcoal mix and dashed out of the bathroom back to his Kyle who looked like he was crying due to the tears falling from his eyes. He shoved the equivalent to 5 teaspoons in his mouth and rubbed Kyle’s throat so it would go down, it would have been easy if Kyle hadn’t started to seize but he got it in their all the same. Once the charcoal hit his stomach Kyle started to throw up and Cartman carried him to the bathroom and held the red heads hair up all the while.
Kyle felt like winter's chill had him and he was falling deeper and deeper into that chill and knew that this was the end of his rope that he would surely die because he saw the most handsome brown haired angel come and thought it was the angel of death coming to claim him and take him and his pain away. The angel looked familiar yet odd though, he was flushed and had a panicked look but he was still the most wonderful thing he had ever seen and his heart darkened when he saw the angel leave. For a whole minute Kyle thought the angel left him in the ever increasing cold to die without him and tears started to fall from his eyes, lights were starting to form in his vision when he felt something shoved in his throat and rubbed down so he would swallow and he saw that the person shoving was the strangely familiar angel. He would have gladly swallowed it but his body began to seize and couldn't do as the angel wished. Just when death was about to make it's final blow he felt a prick of heat and started to vomit. He felt the angel carry him to the bathroom and hold his fiery curls as he vomitted. When he finally finished he felt as if he just walked through the desert for a week without water and immediately passed out with seeing the angel looking at him in a loving way.
Eventually Kyle stopped vomiting and passed out into a deep dreamless sleep Cartman couldn’t walk him up from. The German boy was alarmed but checked Kyle’s pulse and it was strong so he relaxed a bit and put his love to bed, changed him into clean clothes and went to clean the mess Kyle had made, happy that the Jew was still alive but unsetteled at the thought of not knowing if he would still be alive in the morning.
Midnight Writer
When the second week was over his parents and Ike finally came home from the convention that they went to. Kyle was nervous when he heard the keys rattle outside because he decided that he would tell his parents he was gay before the rest of the town could. His parents and brother walked in and closed the door.
“Hello bubby how was it here while we were gone?” Kyle’s mother asked.
“Fine mom but I need to tell you and dad something.” Kyle started but Kyle’s mother continued as if he hadn’t heard him speak.
“The convention was nice and Ike won the IQ bowl. It was nice until we got back and it was the strangest thing, it seems the second we got off the plane everyone started whispering when they saw us, I wonder why. Kyle has something unusual happened while we were gone?”
“Well as a matter of fact, something did happen.”
“What happened Kyle? Is anyone hurt?” Kyle’s father asked, joining in on the conversation.
“No, but I have to tell you something,” Kyle bit his lip and then continued, “Mom, dad, I’m gay and that’s wh-“He was cut short by his mother.
“WHAT? WHAT? WHAT?!” Shelia Broflaski exclaimed. “My child a fagella? This isn’t happening, its societies fault, I’ll just have to…” But Kyle stopped her before she could continue because he knew what this path would lead to and he had grown a back bone against his mother since he was eight so that they wouldn't have another war with Canada type of fiasco ever again.
“Mom its no ones fault, I was born like this and I have known I was gay since I was twelve.” At this his mother burst into tears, his father wrapped his arms around her, comforting her. Ike just walked upstairs because the news wasn’t a shocker, he had guessed many years ago as to what Kyle was and this was just confirmation but something seemed off about Kyle to him but he just shrugged it off, thinking it was nothing, at least at first.
Over the next few days things at Kyle’s house were frantic because Kyle’s mother broke into tears every time she saw her biological son and his father was always silent but didn’t do anything else to show his discomfort with his son being gay. His parents eventually got over it in a month or so, but they would never bring up the subject so when they brought it up the day before winter break began he was shocked to hear his mother ask him, “Kyle, do you have a boyfriend?”
“Umm, no why?” Kyle replied.
“Well your father and I decided to go to see my sister for Hanukah this year and have agreed that you are old enough to stay home alone if you want.”
“What about Ike?”
“He was invited to go skiing in Aspen and we decided to let him go.”
“Cool, but what does anything have to do with me having a boyfriend or not?”
“Well we wanted to know if we could trust you by yourself and we wanted to tell you that you’re not allowed to do any funny business under our roof and no wild parties.” His father interjected.
“I promise I won’t, not like I have many friends anymore any way.” Kyle muttered the last part to himself.
“Oh good, well we’ll leave you some money for food and we are leaving tomorrow at noon.” With that Kyle’s mother got up and left the room, his father following close behind. Kyle was going to go up to his room to take his meds when Ike came in. Kyle paused at the door upon catching Ike’s look that was out of place.
“What?” Kyle asked as his brother continued the look that looked like he was trying to enter Kyle’s soul.
“I’ve just noticed we’ve got a stronger brand of aspirin than normal even though we just had a full bottle of the stuff less than a week ago. You know why that is?”
“I don’t know, maybe mom’s PMSing hardcore or something.” Kyle said calmly but in his mind he was freaking out, hoping his brother hadn’t figured out his addiction.
“Yeah, maybe.” Ike sounded like he was trying to convince himself out of something and continued, “Well mom and dad are dropping me off when they leave so I just wanted to say good bye before I leave, so bye.”
“’Kay, good bye Ike.” He gave his brother a hug and whispered to him, “I’ve covered so much of your shit up for you, if you find anything, not that there is anything to find out but if you happen to find something you better let it go,” Kyle squeezed Ike hard enough that Ike couldn’t breath any more, “or else I will inform our parents who stole and wreaked the car three years ago and who decided that last year the Goth kids had the right idea and smoked with them for over a year before that someone quit, oh and we must not forget this one individuals trip to downtown for prostitutes and takes starving Marvin’s space ship when he visits Earth and goes to Canada to se his biological parents, that would just kill mom and dad and you know it, so silence is key, got it? You won’t find any thing but if you find something out about me there will be consequences.” He let go of Ike and looked him over and sounded normal when he said, “I hope you understand, have a fun time in Aspen with your friends.”
“Okay. I won’t look and I won’t tell.” Ike said in a voice so soft it could be considered a whisper. Kyle walked out leaving a scared Ike standing there with his mouth open, wondering how his brother knew all of this about him.
Kyle was walking upstairs deciding he had to go about this more carefully but was relieved that he knew his brother wasn’t going to squeal on him. His brother keeps his word and a smile quirked on his lips at the thought because it had been him who taught him what honor was and how to always keep your word. There’s nothing to worry about anyway, I promise I won’t go as far as I could go. He shuddered hoping he could keep that promise to himself.
The next day at school was pretty cool because they finished that semester’s finals and today all they were doing was hanging out, waiting for their vacation to start. He told only Stan, Kenny and Cartman that he’d be alone all winter break. Stan and Kenny thought that he was so lucky and made plans to visit him every other day so he wouldn’t get lonely and Cartman said nothing.
Cartman was quite all that day thinking about how Kyle could take as much of whatever he was taking if he was all by himself with out any one noticing. He made a vow to himself to visit him every day so he could check to see if he was all right. Maybe you can get your gay on this break. That voice had been enjoying making fun of him for the last few months but it did hold the truth because he really did want to find out if he could have a relationship with Kyle but knew he wouldn’t actually do anything about it if he didn't do it soon.
School let out and Kyle dropped his friends off at their homes and went home. He already bought everyone’s presents so he didn’t have to sweat going to the mall. He finally arrived at his house and went inside. He stood in the front door frame for a minute revealing in the silence and knowledge he had the house all to himself for the next three weeks.
He decided this was called for a celebration so he went upstairs, grabbed the bottle of aspirin and ran back stairs. He sat on the couch in front of the TV planning to play video games after he took the pills but he never got to play the games.
He popped half the bottle into his mouth and after he swallowed he realized something didn’t feel right and he knew what it was. Kyle got up as soon as he realized, he started to run to the medicine cabinet but never made it and collapsed on the floor, not feeling anything as death approached him about to claim her newest victim.
Cartman decided to confront Kyle about his feelings early so almost immediately after Kyle dropped him off, he threw his back pack into the living room and walked back out. It was freezing out so he decided to jog to Kyle’s house. While he was jogging he thought about how he was going to confess how much he liked Kyle. I bet he’ll just laugh in my face after everything I’ve put him through. It’s so stupid I should turn around. Then I will always do that, I should better get it over with. What should I say? How about, um Kyle you know how I always made you miserable? Well I only did it because I lo-. His thoughts were interrupted when he got to the Kyle’s house.
Cartman was about to knock on the door when he heard a giant crash followed by nothing. Cartman threw the door open looking for Kyle. He ran through the downstairs in less than a minute and was running upstairs when he caught sight of a lump in the upstairs hall. As he came closer to it he saw that the lump was Kyle holding an aspirin bottle with hardly anything in it. Cartman panicked and quickly went to check Kyle’s pulse and counted that it was dangerously low and saw some foam coming out of the side of Kyle’s mouth. He ran to the bathroom to look for ipecac or charcoal would be better but both would induce vomiting. He scanned the medicine cabinet and was in luck; he found a ground charcoal mix and dashed out of the bathroom back to his Kyle who looked like he was crying due to the tears falling from his eyes. He shoved the equivalent to 5 teaspoons in his mouth and rubbed Kyle’s throat so it would go down, it would have been easy if Kyle hadn’t started to seize but he got it in their all the same. Once the charcoal hit his stomach Kyle started to throw up and Cartman carried him to the bathroom and held the red heads hair up all the while.
Kyle felt like winter's chill had him and he was falling deeper and deeper into that chill and knew that this was the end of his rope that he would surely die because he saw the most handsome brown haired angel come and thought it was the angel of death coming to claim him and take him and his pain away. The angel looked familiar yet odd though, he was flushed and had a panicked look but he was still the most wonderful thing he had ever seen and his heart darkened when he saw the angel leave. For a whole minute Kyle thought the angel left him in the ever increasing cold to die without him and tears started to fall from his eyes, lights were starting to form in his vision when he felt something shoved in his throat and rubbed down so he would swallow and he saw that the person shoving was the strangely familiar angel. He would have gladly swallowed it but his body began to seize and couldn't do as the angel wished. Just when death was about to make it's final blow he felt a prick of heat and started to vomit. He felt the angel carry him to the bathroom and hold his fiery curls as he vomitted. When he finally finished he felt as if he just walked through the desert for a week without water and immediately passed out with seeing the angel looking at him in a loving way.
Eventually Kyle stopped vomiting and passed out into a deep dreamless sleep Cartman couldn’t walk him up from. The German boy was alarmed but checked Kyle’s pulse and it was strong so he relaxed a bit and put his love to bed, changed him into clean clothes and went to clean the mess Kyle had made, happy that the Jew was still alive but unsetteled at the thought of not knowing if he would still be alive in the morning.
Midnight Writer
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Ramen
I'm eating some ramen noodles and I felt like I should put something up about them. I feel like I should put something up about ramen because my blog readers I have realized that I have not been true to my heading and need to write about random things once again, so here is my shmaltz about ramen noodles.
Ramen can be found in two forms, in a cup or in a square plasti package thing but both require hot water and about five minutes cooking time.
The benefits of the one in the cup is it already has a container and it comes with vegetables but the upsides of the square kind is you can decide how much seasoning to put on it and it's easier to eat if you decide to eat it raw.
I consider ramen a basic food for it is none for keeping college students alive and somewhat healthy when it is the primary if only food they eat. Although this tasty food is a nutritious food group people do tend to frown upon eating it everyday for reasons unknown to me. I personally used to eat ramen everyday but my mother now refuses to buy much anymore so I make do with eating it once a week.
I don't know eaxactly why but I find anime shows tend to like ramen, specifically Naruto. I however do not blame him for it is an awesome food.
The possible downside of ramen......thinking....thinking.....thinking.....nope can't think of any but if you can feel free to leave a comment.
It appears not only humans enjoy ramen but my dog does as well by the way he keeps watching me eat it and gobbeling it up quickly when I give him some.
Can't think of anything else to say.
Midnight Writer
Ramen can be found in two forms, in a cup or in a square plasti package thing but both require hot water and about five minutes cooking time.
The benefits of the one in the cup is it already has a container and it comes with vegetables but the upsides of the square kind is you can decide how much seasoning to put on it and it's easier to eat if you decide to eat it raw.
I consider ramen a basic food for it is none for keeping college students alive and somewhat healthy when it is the primary if only food they eat. Although this tasty food is a nutritious food group people do tend to frown upon eating it everyday for reasons unknown to me. I personally used to eat ramen everyday but my mother now refuses to buy much anymore so I make do with eating it once a week.
I don't know eaxactly why but I find anime shows tend to like ramen, specifically Naruto. I however do not blame him for it is an awesome food.
The possible downside of ramen......thinking....thinking.....thinking.....nope can't think of any but if you can feel free to leave a comment.
It appears not only humans enjoy ramen but my dog does as well by the way he keeps watching me eat it and gobbeling it up quickly when I give him some.
Can't think of anything else to say.
Midnight Writer
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Freedom
Freedom,
My liberation,
Rests in the fate of one,
Yet everybody at the same time,
If you could,
Would you set me free?
To be who I am,
Without judgment,
Without stares of hate,
That bore down to my soul,
And fester in the bottomless pit,
That is my inner being,
Could you let me go?
So I could be me.
So that I may at last have freedom.
Society I plead with you,
To let me be free.
To be who I am.
To let all be loved,
And let all love in return.
Midnight Writer
My liberation,
Rests in the fate of one,
Yet everybody at the same time,
If you could,
Would you set me free?
To be who I am,
Without judgment,
Without stares of hate,
That bore down to my soul,
And fester in the bottomless pit,
That is my inner being,
Could you let me go?
So I could be me.
So that I may at last have freedom.
Society I plead with you,
To let me be free.
To be who I am.
To let all be loved,
And let all love in return.
Midnight Writer
Random Slam
I’m weird and I admit,
That I’m tired of your shit,
Always putting me down,
Wishing I would drown,
Because I won’t bow down to you,
You want me to be through,
So you can rip me apart,
So I won’t be part,
Of the group that rules,
Of the chief fools,
Who are so hip,
That everyone else dips,
But me.
I didn't even remember I wrote this until I was looking through my documents, I can't do rhyming poetry I know, that's why I'm not posting one of the other poems I wrote.
Midnight Writer
That I’m tired of your shit,
Always putting me down,
Wishing I would drown,
Because I won’t bow down to you,
You want me to be through,
So you can rip me apart,
So I won’t be part,
Of the group that rules,
Of the chief fools,
Who are so hip,
That everyone else dips,
But me.
I didn't even remember I wrote this until I was looking through my documents, I can't do rhyming poetry I know, that's why I'm not posting one of the other poems I wrote.
Midnight Writer
Kyle- chapters one- three
I wrote this fanfiction and my friend Farja asked me to post it here. You can check the full story at fanfiction.net my pen name there is InTheMix. This is a SouthPark fanfic. The guys are 16 here and Kyle is gay, everyone finds out and he becomes depressed and an unlikely boy loves him back
Chapter one- Reveled
It was a nice autumn day, the weather crisp and cold. This is the time of year the girls of South Park, Colorado would be putting on more clothes to stay warm but recently they were starting to wear less and less. It came to the point where almost every girl wore only mini skirts so short you could tell the most that the girls wore were thongs if that and halter tops so sheer you could tell if the girl you were looking at was cold or not. It seemed that the girls were becoming sluttier and sluttier as the days wore on and with that the girls were becoming more and more sexual toward the boys in their class.
All the boys were remembering the last that this happened and shivered at the thought because they remembered that party and Paris Hilton and Mr. Slave, but soon that shiver of horror turned into a shiver of pleasure at the thought of that party a second time around. That is except for one red haired boy who still shivered in horror at the thought about what this whole thing could lead to.
“Hey guys, sex party at my house!” Bebe shouted one day at lunch, “I will be personally inviting and servicing all the guys at my party!” She looked around and saw the first guy she wanted to invite on the outdoor stage giving a speech to become student body president, so she shouted, “Kyle, my house, sex party on Saturday be there at 8 and I’ll give you the time of your life.” Everyone within hearing attention heard this and started to watch to see what he would say.
“Umm, Bebe this isn’t the time to really ask, I’m kind of busy, thanks for the invite but I won’t be attending. Sorry.” Kyle responded and he was about to start his speech again but Bebe was mad about the rejection so she yelled back for all to hear, “I bet you aren’t going because you’re gay!”
Kyle immediately turned beat red at the accusation and he didn’t realized he blushed until it was too late because Bebe shrieked “Oh my god, he’s gay!” turning to the rest of the crowd Bebe yelled “Hey everybody, Kyle Broflaski is gay!” Kyle was so embarrassed as people started to laugh and he noticed that Eric Cartmen was among the loudest, he ran off the stage with tears streaming down his face. He knew this would happen one day and he knew that Cartmen would be one of the loudest laughing at him but then why did he feel so surprised that this happened?
Stan watched silently as Kyle ran off the stage. He was in shock because he had never guessed his best friend was gay and he felt a little offended that Kyle had not told him sooner. Cartmen came up from behind laughing his ass off saying “Ha Stan, I told you that fucking Jew rat was a fag!” Stan turned around to glare at him. He was about to make a hostile remark when he noticed a strange look in the fat asses face that he couldn’t place and before he could remark upon it Cartmen said “I can’t miss the chance to get to him while it’s fresh, see ya.” He then walked away quickly before he could stop him.
Chapter two- falling into the depths
Kyle had made it of the school before everyone found out. Although he knew that by tomorrow everyone would know, and he could probably just kiss the election good bye, in a small town like this everyone treated gays oddly. That’s why Mr. Slave and Big Gay Al left town when they became a couple.
He got to the student parking lot and headed to his car. For his sixteenth birthday he had gotten a car and since his father was a good lawyer he got a very nice car. As he pulled out his keys he thanked god that he no longer had to take the bus and suffer a humiliating ride home. He felt bad about leaving Stan and Kenny without a ride but he needed to get out of there before everyone knew. The door finally opened and he got in but his vision was so blurred from the building tears that he had to sit there for a few minutes so his eyes could clear. He put the keys in the ignition and was about to pull out when Cartman came running out of the school with his new found muscles he acquired when he lost all of his excess fat. Despite everything this asshole has done Kyle couldn’t help but look at him and feel a wave of lust and that speed up his heart, the feeling consumed him for a moment. Cartman waved his arms frantically trying to signal Kyle not to leave but Kyle didn’t feel like putting up the quips he knew that were to come if he let the fat ass in.
Kyle quickly pulled out and drove home, leaving the German boy in the dust looking at the car getting smaller and smaller. Cartman was filled with an emotion he could not fully understand as he stood there looking at the Jewish boy’s car disappear in the distance.
Cartman turned around to head back inside. He was almost back inside when he was pulled into a shadowy rook that was off to the side. He was pushed against the wall and held up by the scruff of his shirt, Cartman knew who it was before he was turned around because there was only one person in the whole school who was able to do this to him now that he had bulked up. He was facing Kenny who still wore an orange parka that still muffled his voice but was as always understandable, “You will not hurt, Kyle, understand?” Kenny pressed on Eric’s throat so the little Nazi would get the message.
Cartman nodded and replied, “Why the fuck would you care, I thought poor people hated gays.” Kenny just glared in response and hit the fat lard in the face.
“I am warning you once and that is it, if you so much as make him cry I will hurt you.” With that he left Cartman there, dumbfounded.
Cartman started to wonder what the hell was going on with Kenny. Did he and Kyle have something going on he wasn’t aware of but that didn’t matter because he thought that he would never hurt Kyle about this, ever. He was walking to go inside by this point and stopped dead in his tracks, wait, why wouldn’t I give Kyle shit about this? I give him shit about everything and accuse him of being a fag every other day and yet why wouldn’t I do anything about it? Still worrying about this fluke that’s happened in his internal thoughts, Cartman returned to his classes for the rest of the day pretending that nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
Kyle pulled into his drive way and was glad that his parents and Ike were away for the next two weeks for Ike’s genius children convention in Canada. He ran from the warm and toasty car to his house. He got inside quickly, slammed the door shut and ran up to his room to wallow in self pity. He thought he was so naïve for lusting and in a way falling in love with the boy who he had argued with for most of his life. He thought that he was bound to screw up his life no matter what he did, if he came on to lard tits he’d be mocked and everyone would think he was perverted for loving that which he knows if Cartman could get away with it, kill him or he could stay away from Eric and suffer on the inside.
All of the possible outcomes he could foresee were bouncing in his head and he couldn’t bear it any longer, he needed a release. For the first time in his life Kyle took pain meds when they weren’t needed to dull everything around him, so he wouldn’t have to feel.
He popped three in and swallowed them without drinking anything. He mopped around for about thirty minutes until the meds kicked in and when they did he fell into the abyss of nothingness and didn’t care if he ever came out again.
Chapter three- the worse day ever
Kyle spent the rest of the night lying in bed trying to put what he would have to go through tomorrow out of his mind. He finally fell asleep around 3 in the morning, tears streaming down from his eyes.
He woke up before his alarm went off even though he only got three hours of sleep. He looked down at the wrinkled up clothes he wore the day before and slowly changed into what he would wear that day including his green hat that he always wore. He finally looked out the window and say that the sky was it’s usual cloudy gray but today he could have sworn it had a slight electric charge to it as if the weather some how knew what he was anticipating the day to be.
Kyle waited until he couldn’t wait any longer and went to his car so he wouldn’t be late for school. Like he planned it, he got to school just as the bell rang so no one would be in the halls to gawk at him as he passed in the hallways. He forgot he needed to stop at his locker so he ended up a little late to homeroom.
They just finished the pledge when he finally entered the room. As everyone sat down, seeming to not notice Kyle because the flag was facing opposite to him and the door, he slipped into the back of the room. Cartman however had noticed Kyle’s arrival and with out thinking, Cartman stuck his foot and ended up tripping him as he would have done any other day. The clatter of Kyle falling alerted everyone to his presence and they all started to stare at him as if he were a new oddity they had never seen before.
The teacher cleared his throat and said “Mr. Broflaski, if you can’t get to class on time like the rest of us at least be quite. Hurry up and get to your seat or I’ll give you detention.” Everyone in the class smirked because until that day Kyle was the teacher’s favorite and was the only student who was called by his first name rather than his last.
As Kyle got up Cartman noticed something was off beat with Kyle’s movements and expressions, a sort of weariness he only ever saw on his mother when she was hung over from whatever sort of drugs she took and still had a bad night. Cartman looked at Kyle wondering why he had noticed that and stared to long because Kyle noticed this and apparently as well as the rest of the class was gawking at him fore, the Jew yelled to everyone who was in the class, “Take a picture, it’ll last longer!”
He stalked to his seat next to Stan, slammed his books onto the desk and sat down. “You have earned yourself a detention, see me after class!” Kyle thought, well at least my seat is in the back of the class so no one could stare at me easily and Stan will understand why I didn’t tell him, he’ll cheer me up. He turned to talk to Stan about this but Stan was a stiff as a block, staring intently at the empty white board at the front of the classroom. Kyle attempted to start a conversation many times but Stan stone walled him out every time, his eyes never deviating from the blank board that lay ahead.
Kyle stood up as the bell rang, got his detention and went to his first period. Every class was almost identical to his homeroom except the rest of his teachers didn’t give him detention. “A slight sliver of silver lining on the worst day ever,” Kyle muttered to himself as he went to lunch. As he entered the cafeteria it seemed as if someone had hit a magic button so that suddenly everyone turned down the volume so that the loudest they could talk was in a whisper. Everyone was giving him strange looks, especially the guys who looked slightly menacing as he walked to his normal table. As he was sitting down everyone stood up and left to go to another table except Wendy who was still dating Stan, Kenny and Cartman.
Wendy wiggled over to Kyle and gave him a giant bear hug from the side. For the first time since yesterday he smiled at her compassion and then looked down at Wendy. He had to bend his head to look into her eyes to say “Thank you, you have no idea how much I needed that.”
Wendy just smiled, she was the only one not going with the trend like the last time it was going around and said, “Well I know what it’s like to be an outcast because you’re not like everyone else and I knew if I were going through what you were I would need a hug,” she shrugged and started unwrapping her lunch.
Although Wendy was talking to him, Kenny and Cartman remained in an uncharacterized silence. Both of them felt pangs of pain when Kyle winced because he caught sight of Stan who was still acting as cold as an ice burg toward him. Wendy noticed this, she shot a glare at Stan and said, “Don’t worry he’ll come around eventually, it was just a shock you know?”
Everyone remained in silence at the table until Cartman couldn’t take it any more because he had come up with to much material to let it go and was spoiling for a fight between Kyle and himself, he realized over the years that he actually liked fighting with Kyle and had no idea as to why, he just couldn’t put his finger on it.
“Hey Fag, how do you get a gay man to scream? Fuck him and then rub your dick on his flower curtains.” Cartman started laughing hysterically at his own joke.
“Shut up fat boy, I’m warning you.” Kyle stood up towering over Cartman’s sitting form. Cartman continued laughing hysterically and everyone who was in hearing distance was laughing hysterically with him as well, save Wendy and Kenny who were glaring at everyone else. Kyle turned around to face the entire cafeteria and shouted to the audience who was now watching him “If you have a problem with me being gay, take it up with me or leave me the fuck alone!” Kyle sat back down and started to eat his lunch and eventually Cartman and the rest stopped laughing when they caught sight of Kyle’s murderous glares at them. They all were silent until the end of lunch, even Cartman who still had loads of material left.
As Cartman was going to his next class he wondered why he didn’t start bagging on Kyle when he saw it annoyed him, which was usually when it was the funniest time to do so. Maybe there’s some sort of Jew magic at work here he thought a booming voice in his head that sounded like him when he spoke but then a tiny little part of him he never heard speak to him before that had a high pitched sound to his speech said or maybe you felt bad for him and didn’t want to hurt his feelings any more than they already were. The other part of his brain argued, since when do his feelings matter to me? It’s not like I care about him, I don’t love anybody. The tiny voice was growing larger and deepening when it said, or maybe that’s exactly what’s happening .Maybe you do care for him more than a friend, maybe you even love him in a way because you yourself are gay. Cartman’s eyes widened and thought, that’s impossible! But the voice already had a come back to this and said Think about it, why have you never had a girlfriend even though the hottest babes in this school throw themselves at you since you became first string varsity running back? He thought back well they’re all whores who have no self respect. That was a lame response by his standards and he knew it before the voice said, that’s lame, since when have you cared about shit like that? By this time the tiny voice sounded exactly like him and was the main talker in his brain while the once mighty voice he always listened to was so soft that he could barely hear it over the new voice. The conversation only lasted about a minute but after that his life was changed and thanks to his epiphany he now knew why he had done all the things he had over the years and went to his next class knowing he loved Kyle his old time enemy.
Kyle was approaching his last class of the day, Gym. This was the class he was worried over the most all day. He was thinking of all the possible mishaps that could happen, then he added in his hick of a teacher was and the prospect of gym seemed much worse then it did two minutes ago. He walked to his locker that held his gym clothes. He looked around and noticed that none of the other guys in his row were undressing. He unlocked his locker and was about to take his shirt off when the P.A. for the locker rooms said in a nasally voice “Kyle Broflaski, you are to come to the PE coaches office immediately, and bring your gym clothes with you.” Kyle got his clothes, slammed his locker shut and glared at all the boys who weren’t changing just because of him. It’s ridiculous, I’ve seen them change every school day in the locker room since the beginning of junior high and never even checked them out! I don’t even like any of them like that! Kyle thought these things angrily as he walked to the coach’s office.
When he got to the coach’s office, his hick, he made a slight adjustment; his dick of a PE teacher was waiting for him. He looked as mean as ever but there was a slight gentleness in his look that was out of place in his face.
“The other students have requested that you change where you could not see them as it makes them uncomfortable to get undressed in front of someone who would look at them like a sexual object. I can’t believe they are changing the protocol of my locker rooms but it wasn’t up to me. These boys are just homophobic and you pay them no mind, but you will have to change in the bathroom stalls from now on, I’m sorry.” The coach said all this in a rough voice and when he finished Kyle was in shock. Of all his teachers he thought this one would be the worst in the way he treated him but he acted as he always had towards Kyle rough but polite when he was alone, that was then he could say for his other teachers, they didn’t treat him badly but just differently and it really got on Kyle’s nerves.
“Fine,” Kyle said and walked out of the office and into the bathroom to change. The rest of class went as he expected, it was to cold to go outside so they ended up playing dodge ball inside and he was the target of most of the hits, even when he was out. Kyle noticed that although Stan shared this class with him he wouldn’t talk to him but at least he wasn’t hitting making Kyle his target.
After school Kyle was walking out of the locker room when a large group of boys circled him so he couldn’t escape. There weren’t many people around so no one came to break up the circle that had formed. The leader of the group was a senior who used to make fun of him and his class mates in the fourth grade, he was the leader of the fifth graders back then but now he was just another senior who felt like taking up an old past time. The senior said “Have you ever heard of a gay bash, faggot?” At those words the circle grew tighter as the people approached him and though Kyle had become a black belt in the Israeli martial are Krav Maga, there were too many of them. Kyle got in a few good punches and kicks he was soon over powered by the amount of people and his own will power dying and each blow killed a little something inside of him until he felt like an empty shell.
When they finished they left Kyle lying in a bloody heap on the concrete. Kyle just lay there for a while and when the sun was about to set he got achingly up and went to his car thanking God he didn’t have anything broken. When he drove up to his drive way he saw a shadowed figure sitting on his door step. He was debating if he should pull out and drive on or see who it was when the person made a Spock peace sign with his hands and knew that it was Stan. He decided to stay so he got out of his car and walked to where Stan was sitting.
When Kyle finally made it to his door he didn’t look at Stan and went inside. Stan followed Kyle into the house and was about to speak when Kyle turned around and Stan saw Kyle’s bloody clothes and face clearly. Stan gasped at the horror of it all and Kyle said “what do you want; I thought you weren’t talking to me any more.”
“Dude what happened?”
“Some assholes thought it would be fun to have a gay bash after school. Why are here, I thought you were mad at me.” Kyle started to walk up stairs to get cleaned up, it was an obvious dismissal but Stan followed anyway.
“I wasn’t mad at you, just hurt that you didn’t tell me before. Ok I was mad that you didn’t trust me, I thought we were best friends.”
“it’s not that I didn’t trust you, it’s just I didn’t feel like coming out of the closet yet and wanted to wait until we went to college and got out of South Park before I told anybody.” They were silent for a long time and it was only disturbed when Kyle hissed as he put the anti-septic stuff on his wounds.
Stan went downstairs as Kyle went to change into a clean pair of sweat pants that were to serve as his pajamas. Kyle went downstairs after taking some pain meds, to find Stan sitting on the couch. Stan looked up as Kyle entered the room and he noticed Kyle’s abs had become much defined and looked nice on his friend’s six foot four inch body.
“So are we cool?” Stan asked nervously.
“Yeah we’re cool just never distrust my friendship again, you know you’re my best friend and I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“I know and I’m sorry for the way I acted.” Stan and Kyle did a guy hug and then Stan left.
Kyle went back upstairs and took more pain meds. He had taken a total of six three for the physical pain and three for the mental. Although he and Stan made up it was still on of the worse days of his life and he wanted to forget it. He did his homework and went to a dreamless sleep feeling numb and wanting someone warm to be held, unaware that a German bay was dreaming about doing just that.
Midnight Writer
Chapter one- Reveled
It was a nice autumn day, the weather crisp and cold. This is the time of year the girls of South Park, Colorado would be putting on more clothes to stay warm but recently they were starting to wear less and less. It came to the point where almost every girl wore only mini skirts so short you could tell the most that the girls wore were thongs if that and halter tops so sheer you could tell if the girl you were looking at was cold or not. It seemed that the girls were becoming sluttier and sluttier as the days wore on and with that the girls were becoming more and more sexual toward the boys in their class.
All the boys were remembering the last that this happened and shivered at the thought because they remembered that party and Paris Hilton and Mr. Slave, but soon that shiver of horror turned into a shiver of pleasure at the thought of that party a second time around. That is except for one red haired boy who still shivered in horror at the thought about what this whole thing could lead to.
“Hey guys, sex party at my house!” Bebe shouted one day at lunch, “I will be personally inviting and servicing all the guys at my party!” She looked around and saw the first guy she wanted to invite on the outdoor stage giving a speech to become student body president, so she shouted, “Kyle, my house, sex party on Saturday be there at 8 and I’ll give you the time of your life.” Everyone within hearing attention heard this and started to watch to see what he would say.
“Umm, Bebe this isn’t the time to really ask, I’m kind of busy, thanks for the invite but I won’t be attending. Sorry.” Kyle responded and he was about to start his speech again but Bebe was mad about the rejection so she yelled back for all to hear, “I bet you aren’t going because you’re gay!”
Kyle immediately turned beat red at the accusation and he didn’t realized he blushed until it was too late because Bebe shrieked “Oh my god, he’s gay!” turning to the rest of the crowd Bebe yelled “Hey everybody, Kyle Broflaski is gay!” Kyle was so embarrassed as people started to laugh and he noticed that Eric Cartmen was among the loudest, he ran off the stage with tears streaming down his face. He knew this would happen one day and he knew that Cartmen would be one of the loudest laughing at him but then why did he feel so surprised that this happened?
Stan watched silently as Kyle ran off the stage. He was in shock because he had never guessed his best friend was gay and he felt a little offended that Kyle had not told him sooner. Cartmen came up from behind laughing his ass off saying “Ha Stan, I told you that fucking Jew rat was a fag!” Stan turned around to glare at him. He was about to make a hostile remark when he noticed a strange look in the fat asses face that he couldn’t place and before he could remark upon it Cartmen said “I can’t miss the chance to get to him while it’s fresh, see ya.” He then walked away quickly before he could stop him.
Chapter two- falling into the depths
Kyle had made it of the school before everyone found out. Although he knew that by tomorrow everyone would know, and he could probably just kiss the election good bye, in a small town like this everyone treated gays oddly. That’s why Mr. Slave and Big Gay Al left town when they became a couple.
He got to the student parking lot and headed to his car. For his sixteenth birthday he had gotten a car and since his father was a good lawyer he got a very nice car. As he pulled out his keys he thanked god that he no longer had to take the bus and suffer a humiliating ride home. He felt bad about leaving Stan and Kenny without a ride but he needed to get out of there before everyone knew. The door finally opened and he got in but his vision was so blurred from the building tears that he had to sit there for a few minutes so his eyes could clear. He put the keys in the ignition and was about to pull out when Cartman came running out of the school with his new found muscles he acquired when he lost all of his excess fat. Despite everything this asshole has done Kyle couldn’t help but look at him and feel a wave of lust and that speed up his heart, the feeling consumed him for a moment. Cartman waved his arms frantically trying to signal Kyle not to leave but Kyle didn’t feel like putting up the quips he knew that were to come if he let the fat ass in.
Kyle quickly pulled out and drove home, leaving the German boy in the dust looking at the car getting smaller and smaller. Cartman was filled with an emotion he could not fully understand as he stood there looking at the Jewish boy’s car disappear in the distance.
Cartman turned around to head back inside. He was almost back inside when he was pulled into a shadowy rook that was off to the side. He was pushed against the wall and held up by the scruff of his shirt, Cartman knew who it was before he was turned around because there was only one person in the whole school who was able to do this to him now that he had bulked up. He was facing Kenny who still wore an orange parka that still muffled his voice but was as always understandable, “You will not hurt, Kyle, understand?” Kenny pressed on Eric’s throat so the little Nazi would get the message.
Cartman nodded and replied, “Why the fuck would you care, I thought poor people hated gays.” Kenny just glared in response and hit the fat lard in the face.
“I am warning you once and that is it, if you so much as make him cry I will hurt you.” With that he left Cartman there, dumbfounded.
Cartman started to wonder what the hell was going on with Kenny. Did he and Kyle have something going on he wasn’t aware of but that didn’t matter because he thought that he would never hurt Kyle about this, ever. He was walking to go inside by this point and stopped dead in his tracks, wait, why wouldn’t I give Kyle shit about this? I give him shit about everything and accuse him of being a fag every other day and yet why wouldn’t I do anything about it? Still worrying about this fluke that’s happened in his internal thoughts, Cartman returned to his classes for the rest of the day pretending that nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
Kyle pulled into his drive way and was glad that his parents and Ike were away for the next two weeks for Ike’s genius children convention in Canada. He ran from the warm and toasty car to his house. He got inside quickly, slammed the door shut and ran up to his room to wallow in self pity. He thought he was so naïve for lusting and in a way falling in love with the boy who he had argued with for most of his life. He thought that he was bound to screw up his life no matter what he did, if he came on to lard tits he’d be mocked and everyone would think he was perverted for loving that which he knows if Cartman could get away with it, kill him or he could stay away from Eric and suffer on the inside.
All of the possible outcomes he could foresee were bouncing in his head and he couldn’t bear it any longer, he needed a release. For the first time in his life Kyle took pain meds when they weren’t needed to dull everything around him, so he wouldn’t have to feel.
He popped three in and swallowed them without drinking anything. He mopped around for about thirty minutes until the meds kicked in and when they did he fell into the abyss of nothingness and didn’t care if he ever came out again.
Chapter three- the worse day ever
Kyle spent the rest of the night lying in bed trying to put what he would have to go through tomorrow out of his mind. He finally fell asleep around 3 in the morning, tears streaming down from his eyes.
He woke up before his alarm went off even though he only got three hours of sleep. He looked down at the wrinkled up clothes he wore the day before and slowly changed into what he would wear that day including his green hat that he always wore. He finally looked out the window and say that the sky was it’s usual cloudy gray but today he could have sworn it had a slight electric charge to it as if the weather some how knew what he was anticipating the day to be.
Kyle waited until he couldn’t wait any longer and went to his car so he wouldn’t be late for school. Like he planned it, he got to school just as the bell rang so no one would be in the halls to gawk at him as he passed in the hallways. He forgot he needed to stop at his locker so he ended up a little late to homeroom.
They just finished the pledge when he finally entered the room. As everyone sat down, seeming to not notice Kyle because the flag was facing opposite to him and the door, he slipped into the back of the room. Cartman however had noticed Kyle’s arrival and with out thinking, Cartman stuck his foot and ended up tripping him as he would have done any other day. The clatter of Kyle falling alerted everyone to his presence and they all started to stare at him as if he were a new oddity they had never seen before.
The teacher cleared his throat and said “Mr. Broflaski, if you can’t get to class on time like the rest of us at least be quite. Hurry up and get to your seat or I’ll give you detention.” Everyone in the class smirked because until that day Kyle was the teacher’s favorite and was the only student who was called by his first name rather than his last.
As Kyle got up Cartman noticed something was off beat with Kyle’s movements and expressions, a sort of weariness he only ever saw on his mother when she was hung over from whatever sort of drugs she took and still had a bad night. Cartman looked at Kyle wondering why he had noticed that and stared to long because Kyle noticed this and apparently as well as the rest of the class was gawking at him fore, the Jew yelled to everyone who was in the class, “Take a picture, it’ll last longer!”
He stalked to his seat next to Stan, slammed his books onto the desk and sat down. “You have earned yourself a detention, see me after class!” Kyle thought, well at least my seat is in the back of the class so no one could stare at me easily and Stan will understand why I didn’t tell him, he’ll cheer me up. He turned to talk to Stan about this but Stan was a stiff as a block, staring intently at the empty white board at the front of the classroom. Kyle attempted to start a conversation many times but Stan stone walled him out every time, his eyes never deviating from the blank board that lay ahead.
Kyle stood up as the bell rang, got his detention and went to his first period. Every class was almost identical to his homeroom except the rest of his teachers didn’t give him detention. “A slight sliver of silver lining on the worst day ever,” Kyle muttered to himself as he went to lunch. As he entered the cafeteria it seemed as if someone had hit a magic button so that suddenly everyone turned down the volume so that the loudest they could talk was in a whisper. Everyone was giving him strange looks, especially the guys who looked slightly menacing as he walked to his normal table. As he was sitting down everyone stood up and left to go to another table except Wendy who was still dating Stan, Kenny and Cartman.
Wendy wiggled over to Kyle and gave him a giant bear hug from the side. For the first time since yesterday he smiled at her compassion and then looked down at Wendy. He had to bend his head to look into her eyes to say “Thank you, you have no idea how much I needed that.”
Wendy just smiled, she was the only one not going with the trend like the last time it was going around and said, “Well I know what it’s like to be an outcast because you’re not like everyone else and I knew if I were going through what you were I would need a hug,” she shrugged and started unwrapping her lunch.
Although Wendy was talking to him, Kenny and Cartman remained in an uncharacterized silence. Both of them felt pangs of pain when Kyle winced because he caught sight of Stan who was still acting as cold as an ice burg toward him. Wendy noticed this, she shot a glare at Stan and said, “Don’t worry he’ll come around eventually, it was just a shock you know?”
Everyone remained in silence at the table until Cartman couldn’t take it any more because he had come up with to much material to let it go and was spoiling for a fight between Kyle and himself, he realized over the years that he actually liked fighting with Kyle and had no idea as to why, he just couldn’t put his finger on it.
“Hey Fag, how do you get a gay man to scream? Fuck him and then rub your dick on his flower curtains.” Cartman started laughing hysterically at his own joke.
“Shut up fat boy, I’m warning you.” Kyle stood up towering over Cartman’s sitting form. Cartman continued laughing hysterically and everyone who was in hearing distance was laughing hysterically with him as well, save Wendy and Kenny who were glaring at everyone else. Kyle turned around to face the entire cafeteria and shouted to the audience who was now watching him “If you have a problem with me being gay, take it up with me or leave me the fuck alone!” Kyle sat back down and started to eat his lunch and eventually Cartman and the rest stopped laughing when they caught sight of Kyle’s murderous glares at them. They all were silent until the end of lunch, even Cartman who still had loads of material left.
As Cartman was going to his next class he wondered why he didn’t start bagging on Kyle when he saw it annoyed him, which was usually when it was the funniest time to do so. Maybe there’s some sort of Jew magic at work here he thought a booming voice in his head that sounded like him when he spoke but then a tiny little part of him he never heard speak to him before that had a high pitched sound to his speech said or maybe you felt bad for him and didn’t want to hurt his feelings any more than they already were. The other part of his brain argued, since when do his feelings matter to me? It’s not like I care about him, I don’t love anybody. The tiny voice was growing larger and deepening when it said, or maybe that’s exactly what’s happening .Maybe you do care for him more than a friend, maybe you even love him in a way because you yourself are gay. Cartman’s eyes widened and thought, that’s impossible! But the voice already had a come back to this and said Think about it, why have you never had a girlfriend even though the hottest babes in this school throw themselves at you since you became first string varsity running back? He thought back well they’re all whores who have no self respect. That was a lame response by his standards and he knew it before the voice said, that’s lame, since when have you cared about shit like that? By this time the tiny voice sounded exactly like him and was the main talker in his brain while the once mighty voice he always listened to was so soft that he could barely hear it over the new voice. The conversation only lasted about a minute but after that his life was changed and thanks to his epiphany he now knew why he had done all the things he had over the years and went to his next class knowing he loved Kyle his old time enemy.
Kyle was approaching his last class of the day, Gym. This was the class he was worried over the most all day. He was thinking of all the possible mishaps that could happen, then he added in his hick of a teacher was and the prospect of gym seemed much worse then it did two minutes ago. He walked to his locker that held his gym clothes. He looked around and noticed that none of the other guys in his row were undressing. He unlocked his locker and was about to take his shirt off when the P.A. for the locker rooms said in a nasally voice “Kyle Broflaski, you are to come to the PE coaches office immediately, and bring your gym clothes with you.” Kyle got his clothes, slammed his locker shut and glared at all the boys who weren’t changing just because of him. It’s ridiculous, I’ve seen them change every school day in the locker room since the beginning of junior high and never even checked them out! I don’t even like any of them like that! Kyle thought these things angrily as he walked to the coach’s office.
When he got to the coach’s office, his hick, he made a slight adjustment; his dick of a PE teacher was waiting for him. He looked as mean as ever but there was a slight gentleness in his look that was out of place in his face.
“The other students have requested that you change where you could not see them as it makes them uncomfortable to get undressed in front of someone who would look at them like a sexual object. I can’t believe they are changing the protocol of my locker rooms but it wasn’t up to me. These boys are just homophobic and you pay them no mind, but you will have to change in the bathroom stalls from now on, I’m sorry.” The coach said all this in a rough voice and when he finished Kyle was in shock. Of all his teachers he thought this one would be the worst in the way he treated him but he acted as he always had towards Kyle rough but polite when he was alone, that was then he could say for his other teachers, they didn’t treat him badly but just differently and it really got on Kyle’s nerves.
“Fine,” Kyle said and walked out of the office and into the bathroom to change. The rest of class went as he expected, it was to cold to go outside so they ended up playing dodge ball inside and he was the target of most of the hits, even when he was out. Kyle noticed that although Stan shared this class with him he wouldn’t talk to him but at least he wasn’t hitting making Kyle his target.
After school Kyle was walking out of the locker room when a large group of boys circled him so he couldn’t escape. There weren’t many people around so no one came to break up the circle that had formed. The leader of the group was a senior who used to make fun of him and his class mates in the fourth grade, he was the leader of the fifth graders back then but now he was just another senior who felt like taking up an old past time. The senior said “Have you ever heard of a gay bash, faggot?” At those words the circle grew tighter as the people approached him and though Kyle had become a black belt in the Israeli martial are Krav Maga, there were too many of them. Kyle got in a few good punches and kicks he was soon over powered by the amount of people and his own will power dying and each blow killed a little something inside of him until he felt like an empty shell.
When they finished they left Kyle lying in a bloody heap on the concrete. Kyle just lay there for a while and when the sun was about to set he got achingly up and went to his car thanking God he didn’t have anything broken. When he drove up to his drive way he saw a shadowed figure sitting on his door step. He was debating if he should pull out and drive on or see who it was when the person made a Spock peace sign with his hands and knew that it was Stan. He decided to stay so he got out of his car and walked to where Stan was sitting.
When Kyle finally made it to his door he didn’t look at Stan and went inside. Stan followed Kyle into the house and was about to speak when Kyle turned around and Stan saw Kyle’s bloody clothes and face clearly. Stan gasped at the horror of it all and Kyle said “what do you want; I thought you weren’t talking to me any more.”
“Dude what happened?”
“Some assholes thought it would be fun to have a gay bash after school. Why are here, I thought you were mad at me.” Kyle started to walk up stairs to get cleaned up, it was an obvious dismissal but Stan followed anyway.
“I wasn’t mad at you, just hurt that you didn’t tell me before. Ok I was mad that you didn’t trust me, I thought we were best friends.”
“it’s not that I didn’t trust you, it’s just I didn’t feel like coming out of the closet yet and wanted to wait until we went to college and got out of South Park before I told anybody.” They were silent for a long time and it was only disturbed when Kyle hissed as he put the anti-septic stuff on his wounds.
Stan went downstairs as Kyle went to change into a clean pair of sweat pants that were to serve as his pajamas. Kyle went downstairs after taking some pain meds, to find Stan sitting on the couch. Stan looked up as Kyle entered the room and he noticed Kyle’s abs had become much defined and looked nice on his friend’s six foot four inch body.
“So are we cool?” Stan asked nervously.
“Yeah we’re cool just never distrust my friendship again, you know you’re my best friend and I don’t know what I would do without you.”
“I know and I’m sorry for the way I acted.” Stan and Kyle did a guy hug and then Stan left.
Kyle went back upstairs and took more pain meds. He had taken a total of six three for the physical pain and three for the mental. Although he and Stan made up it was still on of the worse days of his life and he wanted to forget it. He did his homework and went to a dreamless sleep feeling numb and wanting someone warm to be held, unaware that a German bay was dreaming about doing just that.
Midnight Writer
Gay Marriage
I believe that there shouldn't be a vote on if we should be allowed to have gay marriage, it should be a right. I don't remember in history being taught of people voting for straight marriage. Why should this be any different? Look up Prop8 the Musical and it pretty much sums up all the good that can come with good marriages, for instance it could help our economy and put forth an era of human understanding and love. Not to mention equal rights for all the people of this nation, no matter your race, gender, age, religion and sexual orientation, etc...
Midnight Writer
Midnight Writer
Remembering
I’ve been thinking of you,
I don’t know why.
Do you have some sort of hold on me,
Even though you left me,
Do you still love me,
Is that why I still think of you,
Of the times that we adored,
That made us smile and laugh,
When we had a special bond,
That we thought would never break,
But then I remember,
The times you made me cry,
The times you yelled at me,
Mentally abusing me,
By telling me I was never good enough,
When you left me,
And I remember again that day,
The confusion in the house,
The police officers taking you away,
Because you threatened to kill yourself,
Basically saying you had no reason to live,
Not even for a little girl who needed you,
I remember hiding,
I hid for so many years,
I remember crying,
I remember that day,
And I know there is no longer any hold.
Midnight Writer
I don’t know why.
Do you have some sort of hold on me,
Even though you left me,
Do you still love me,
Is that why I still think of you,
Of the times that we adored,
That made us smile and laugh,
When we had a special bond,
That we thought would never break,
But then I remember,
The times you made me cry,
The times you yelled at me,
Mentally abusing me,
By telling me I was never good enough,
When you left me,
And I remember again that day,
The confusion in the house,
The police officers taking you away,
Because you threatened to kill yourself,
Basically saying you had no reason to live,
Not even for a little girl who needed you,
I remember hiding,
I hid for so many years,
I remember crying,
I remember that day,
And I know there is no longer any hold.
Midnight Writer
Spotlight in the Crowd
I saw you today,
In a moving crowd,
After so long apart,
After so long of silence,
I saw you smile,
I thought it was because you saw me,
It turned out to be to a girl next to you,
I walked right in front of you,
I even smiled and waved,
You had a blank expression when you saw my wave,
I know you no longer remember me,
Even though you broke my heart,
Even though you took so much from me that I could never get back,
Now I’m just what’s her name and face,
When you left you couldn’t look me in the eye,
I thought you wouldn’t be able to leave,
But you did and I remember you,
Never shall you be what’s his name to me,
I broke down in the middle of the crowd,
Crying my heart out,
Trying to rid my self of a broken organ.
Midnight Writer
In a moving crowd,
After so long apart,
After so long of silence,
I saw you smile,
I thought it was because you saw me,
It turned out to be to a girl next to you,
I walked right in front of you,
I even smiled and waved,
You had a blank expression when you saw my wave,
I know you no longer remember me,
Even though you broke my heart,
Even though you took so much from me that I could never get back,
Now I’m just what’s her name and face,
When you left you couldn’t look me in the eye,
I thought you wouldn’t be able to leave,
But you did and I remember you,
Never shall you be what’s his name to me,
I broke down in the middle of the crowd,
Crying my heart out,
Trying to rid my self of a broken organ.
Midnight Writer
Unguided
I’m sad.
Don’t know why.
Feel so lost.
Like I’m in a fog.
Can’t find my out.
No sunshine.
No path.
To guide me through this.
I’m confused.
I don’t like this feeling.
Like I’m going to die.
With out saying
I love you.
Midnight Writer
Don’t know why.
Feel so lost.
Like I’m in a fog.
Can’t find my out.
No sunshine.
No path.
To guide me through this.
I’m confused.
I don’t like this feeling.
Like I’m going to die.
With out saying
I love you.
Midnight Writer
Silence
So silent is the night,
You can hear an owl hoot,
A clang from the next house,
A car just passing by,
The crickets singing,
A mouse scurrying on the roof,
A magic world of sounds open up,
So much you can hear,
When there is silence
Midnight Writer
You can hear an owl hoot,
A clang from the next house,
A car just passing by,
The crickets singing,
A mouse scurrying on the roof,
A magic world of sounds open up,
So much you can hear,
When there is silence
Midnight Writer
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Broken
Look there in the distance,
Oh I thought it was you,
Coming back home at last,
To see the daughter you left,
The one who’s heart got broken,
The one that loved you,
The one who cried herself to sleep,
Because she thought you didn’t love her,
The one you made have a broken soul,
And now no longer wishes to see you,
That now breaks your heart,
Because she said she no longer loves you,
On the phone,
When you said you were dying.
midnight writer
Oh I thought it was you,
Coming back home at last,
To see the daughter you left,
The one who’s heart got broken,
The one that loved you,
The one who cried herself to sleep,
Because she thought you didn’t love her,
The one you made have a broken soul,
And now no longer wishes to see you,
That now breaks your heart,
Because she said she no longer loves you,
On the phone,
When you said you were dying.
midnight writer
The meaning
What is the meaning of life?
The ultimate question,
Asked since the begining of time.
To me its to live as if you die tommorow,
To love as passionatly as if your love leaves tommorow
To care as if the world will be destroted tommorow,
To dream as if your dream will end tommorow,
To play as if all fun ceases tommorow,
To earn respect as if it cant be earned tommorow,
To be happy as if sadness over takes tommorow,
To hope as if terrible tomes start tommorow,
That is my meaning of life
midnight writer
The ultimate question,
Asked since the begining of time.
To me its to live as if you die tommorow,
To love as passionatly as if your love leaves tommorow
To care as if the world will be destroted tommorow,
To dream as if your dream will end tommorow,
To play as if all fun ceases tommorow,
To earn respect as if it cant be earned tommorow,
To be happy as if sadness over takes tommorow,
To hope as if terrible tomes start tommorow,
That is my meaning of life
midnight writer
Morte
Death always pervails
Sometimes for better
Usually for worse
Some fear it some dont
a fear of the unknown
for no one knows what happens
we can only pray it's good
midnight writer
Sometimes for better
Usually for worse
Some fear it some dont
a fear of the unknown
for no one knows what happens
we can only pray it's good
midnight writer
Life
Caught up in the net of life,
Not knowing whether we are coming or going,
If we’re here or there,
If we are high or low,
Or if we’re some place in between,
Wondering if we should be coming,
Or should we be going,
Wondering if we should be there,
Or should we stay here,
Wondering which is better, being at a high and alone,
Or living at a low amongst friends?,
Wondering should we be all of these things at once,
Or none of them at all?,
Not having everything of one side,
To always having to balance,
To always be conflicted but having to deal,
That is a true hardship,
But that is the life we all live,
For to be anything else we fall
midnight writer
Not knowing whether we are coming or going,
If we’re here or there,
If we are high or low,
Or if we’re some place in between,
Wondering if we should be coming,
Or should we be going,
Wondering if we should be there,
Or should we stay here,
Wondering which is better, being at a high and alone,
Or living at a low amongst friends?,
Wondering should we be all of these things at once,
Or none of them at all?,
Not having everything of one side,
To always having to balance,
To always be conflicted but having to deal,
That is a true hardship,
But that is the life we all live,
For to be anything else we fall
midnight writer
Once
Humanity
Such a word I used to believe
Now gone down the river
Along with my faith
For life is cruel
No second chances
midnight writer
Such a word I used to believe
Now gone down the river
Along with my faith
For life is cruel
No second chances
midnight writer
Small Changes
In total darkness one has no hope
Then suddenly a tiny flame appears
Now miraculously life has meaning
Dawn appears on the horizon
Hope buds
Then the flame flickers
Uncertainty comes
It goes out
Life goes back to normal
But now there's new hope
midnight writer
Then suddenly a tiny flame appears
Now miraculously life has meaning
Dawn appears on the horizon
Hope buds
Then the flame flickers
Uncertainty comes
It goes out
Life goes back to normal
But now there's new hope
midnight writer
A Place We All Go
Quick turn around,
Look there no there,
Do you see it,
That which all people will at least once see,
No? well I guess it’s not your time,
But I see it bright and clear,
The end of a life and the beginning of the unknown,
Being betwixt and between,
Neither here nor there,
A place we all go.
midnight writer
Look there no there,
Do you see it,
That which all people will at least once see,
No? well I guess it’s not your time,
But I see it bright and clear,
The end of a life and the beginning of the unknown,
Being betwixt and between,
Neither here nor there,
A place we all go.
midnight writer
Ripped away
Thump thump thump,
Goes my heart,
For I see your face,
So open and joyful,
My heart breaks,
And I am mournful,
Over what once was,
That I used to bring you joy,
But no longer because,
You fell in her ploy,
Which she cleverly made,
To rip us apart,
To make our love fade,
Although she was stuck with cupid’s dart,
And all is fare in love and war,
I hate her all the same,
For you no longer whisper my name,
And you are in her arms away so far,
Break break break,
Goes my lonely heart.
midnight writer
Goes my heart,
For I see your face,
So open and joyful,
My heart breaks,
And I am mournful,
Over what once was,
That I used to bring you joy,
But no longer because,
You fell in her ploy,
Which she cleverly made,
To rip us apart,
To make our love fade,
Although she was stuck with cupid’s dart,
And all is fare in love and war,
I hate her all the same,
For you no longer whisper my name,
And you are in her arms away so far,
Break break break,
Goes my lonely heart.
midnight writer
Have you noticed most Twilight fans aren't well read?
At my school over half the girls are absolutely in love with Twilight but I have noticed something rather shocking about these girls who claim Twilight is the best book ever to be in existence, they haven't actually read anything else except Twilight on their own, sure they read class assignments but that's only what 5 books a year and most of them aren't either well known or you can hardly understand them. But I have found that the most arguemenative people when you say you don't like Twilight are the people who haven't actuallly read other books so they can't make a real arguement. It's actually rather amusing/ frustrating at the same time because it's amusing to mess with their heads when your ask them why they love Twilight and discredit all their examples like if you ask, what makes Edward and Bella such a great couple? they probably say because they're soul mates and are so in love! well my usual reply is How do you know they're soul mates and how are they in love? because i don't consider extreme lust mixed in with posssession, obsession and stalking is a great recipe for love, just saying. but it's also frustrating because they refuse to see reason when you explain why you think everything is not the greatest thing ever and is fairly pathetic even when you use logical explanations and point out things they missed in the book or the deeper meaning behind some action they didn't understand. Some of the people who work their hardest to convince me twilight is the most amazing book ever are some of the biggest idiots i have ever read who don't listen to logic, i even have a bet with one saying Harry Potter and the 1/2 blood Prince the movie is going to make more money then Twilight Movie, she disagreed and said that the twilight movie will break box office records when i believe it actually didn't make that much money(Madagascar 2 made more money) and I said the new Harry Potter movie will make more then Twilight but not break box office records. Since they moved the realese date of Harry Potter i will have to wait but i am getting ready to colllect the easiest 20 bucks i ever made, hey i warned her Harry Potter had a more wide spread fanbase but no she didn't listen, oh well, but i'm getting off topic. Anyways I conclude that the more a person is in love with Twilight the less that person has read of other books. There may be exceptions but this is the general rule.
midnight writer
midnight writer
Friday, February 27, 2009
Cute Story
There once was a girl who was madly in love with a boy. They started to date and after awhile the girl wanted to see if the boy loved her back so she decided to ask some questions that would determine if he loved her or not.
So she asked “do you think I’m pretty?”
“no.” he replied
“Do you want to be with me forever?”
“No.” he replied once more.
“Would you cry if I left?”
And again he replied “no.” she was heartbroken and had had enough so she started to leave with tears rapidly running down her face. Then the boy grabbed her arm and said “you’re not pretty you’re beautiful! No I don’t want to be with you forever I need to be with you forever and if you walked away from me I wouldn’t cry, I would die!! For I love you more then I love myself, the sun, the moon, the stars and everything that ever existed, my love.” The girl was so happy she cried even harder and all the boy could do was ask “why are you crying? Was I wrong to think you loved me as well? I was. I guess I’ll leave.”
“no.” the girl screamed startled. “You silly boy I’ve loved you since we were two. I love you more then life, then existence, then happiness, then goodwill and all the souls that ever was or is it is, my love.” They then lived happily ever after.
midnight writer
So she asked “do you think I’m pretty?”
“no.” he replied
“Do you want to be with me forever?”
“No.” he replied once more.
“Would you cry if I left?”
And again he replied “no.” she was heartbroken and had had enough so she started to leave with tears rapidly running down her face. Then the boy grabbed her arm and said “you’re not pretty you’re beautiful! No I don’t want to be with you forever I need to be with you forever and if you walked away from me I wouldn’t cry, I would die!! For I love you more then I love myself, the sun, the moon, the stars and everything that ever existed, my love.” The girl was so happy she cried even harder and all the boy could do was ask “why are you crying? Was I wrong to think you loved me as well? I was. I guess I’ll leave.”
“no.” the girl screamed startled. “You silly boy I’ve loved you since we were two. I love you more then life, then existence, then happiness, then goodwill and all the souls that ever was or is it is, my love.” They then lived happily ever after.
midnight writer
Friday, January 16, 2009
music
i don't get the big deal about people hating or basing on other people just aboout the type of music they like. Personally i don't give a crap about what type of music you listen to because we are all thinking (for the most part) people who are all different and have different thought therefore have different tastes in every thing. I like all music for the most part (rap is the most resent to gone the group) and yes i have classical and opera on my ipod but i also have hardrock and alternative as well. so i think i'm going to do periodicals on the songs/ bands i hear about in my blog because i mean come oon i really don't write to much any more and i really should to appease you my loveing fans whom all enjoy my random rantings. some things are meant to be. sorry listening to this reall good song. i'm bored hmmmm that's all for now. over and out.
midnight writer
midnight writer
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
new years resolutions
okay I know this is a little late in the year for this one but hey better now then never. my new years resolution is to do all my homework and wear flip flops everyday of the year and if possible avoid buying closed shoes all together! man i mean seriously they don't let your feet breathe and it's so fucking annoying! okay that's all for now.
midnight writer
midnight writer
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