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posted by SMackedLove
 My black rose
My black rose
I AM!

I am not nice but I feel.
I wonder but I don't know
what about.
I hear people talking but I never know what they say.
I see many thinks but never know what I'm looking at.
I want people to look to the past but not dwell on it.
I pretend to be something I'm not.
I fell things i cant see.
I touch and the smoothest things feel rough.
I worry that the jour will never end.
I cry but tears never come.
I understand that not ever ones the same.
I say something i don't mean.
I dream but only see blackness.
I hope that someday someone we'll see through my shield I put up and see me.
I am not nice but i feel.
I am who I am!
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posted by Gabstaaa
Ok Guys! First story ever. Please dont be kind. Tell whats wrong with it and if toi like it ou not. This is just to see how many people will read it.


The bright and blinding light streamed through the gap in the curtains. The light woke Mary as it shined proudly on her pale, white morning face. She rolled over only to see an empty l’espace in the double bed. She was used to this but every morning she just couldn’t resist the nagging temptation to check if her loving husband was there waiting for her to wake. If only he was there with his soft caramel dur au beurre, caramel, caramel au beurre eyes and her favourite crooked smile...
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posted by UnderdogAsh
Chapter 6
Guess Who’s coming
To Dinner?

    When I was unconscious, I had a weird dream. In this dream, Lux and I found a piece of the Triforce ourselves, but the triangle was upside down, compared to how the other two were on the Triforce. I decided to touch this piece, which exploded into a surge of electricity and all that electricity went into me. I looked down at my right hand and the full Triforce was on it, but only the middle was glowing.
    Suddenly, Zelda and Link appeared and their hands, Zelda’s right and Link’s left, were glowing and they...
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A Writer’s Imagination Usually Comes From Isolation As A Child par Markus Redmond via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by HaleyDewit
I’ve got something to say
But it’s best to keep it away
Pretending to be made of concrete
But toi caused the cracks to show
Now I can’t hide them anymore
And I need toi to feel how I feel

I’m tiptoeing around the subject
‘Cause I’m too afraid to be rejected

And toi don’t see
What it’s like for me
Wanted this for so long
And now I can’t have it
And toi don’t know
How it’s to feel so small
I’ve waited for so long
But I still can’t have it


I’ve got something on my mind
But it’s best to keep it inside
Pretending my eyes aren’t shedding tears
But toi caused the tears to flow
You’ve...
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posted by HaleyDewit
I never thought I’d see the light
After all the times I died
But I found a reason to be alive
And now I can’t help but smile all the time

But there’s dilemma in my heart
And it’s tearing me apart
But even though we’ll never be together
I’ll l’amour toi forever

I can’t remember if I have ever felt this way before
It’s been too long
It was gone
But toi brought it back once more
And even if our lives never intertwine
I won’t erase toi from my mind
I’ve hurt enough
I choose love
To end my endless torture


I always believed I’d stay in the dark
Holding the pieces of my broken heart
But I found a...
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posted by HaleyDewit
I’m quiet on the outside
An all-wrecking, raging storm on the inside
I can’t speak,
Because I fear I can only produce inhuman cries
But my inner screams overwhelm any external sound
I don't blame toi for not seeing behind my hollow eyes
I don't blame toi for not hearing anything but silence
And I don't blame toi for not feeling my cœur, coeur breaking in my chest, over and over again
But I wish toi would just hold me, and tell me I'll be okay.
That somehow, this all-consuming pain is not going to kill me.
That I will come out of this, stronger.
I wish I could distance myself from this destruction,
But I belong in the center of the hurricane
Because I need this pain, like I need oxygen
So, let my ravel in my agony,
Without it I am nothing
posted by OfmiceandDes
Hi, My name is Tanya
Nobody knows anything about me. They have a good reason though: In my entire life, I haven't spoken a single word
People call me many things: Weirdo, freak, attention getter, and I just let it all sink in. I let all the bad thoughts store up inside me until I lose it. Don't think I can't talk, I just choose not to. Nobody seems to care for what I have to say. If toi are lucky, toi will hear a sound com from my mouth, but never any words.
My name is Tanya
I look like your typical 15 an old girl. My hair is light brown with blonde highlights. I'm not fat, but I'm not too...
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posted by CrimsonDeath14
Chapter 1:The begaining

It started with the fighting,the endless fighting.It was mid Febuary 2001 when a couple with a small boy and another child on the way,split.They had been aurguing for hours on end and the husband,Jason,decided to leave and live with a friend for a while.While the wife,Sandra,cried and wept to no avail Jason left.Jason had contracted pnemonia and was placed in a hospital only days after his fight with Sandra.Sandra was also in the hospital but for a different reason,she had donné birth to a girl named Emily.And that was the begaining of Emily's life,a life full of sadness and missery that will come to a halt and be cut short par the evil hands of fate and the mind.
posted by juliet98
Julia beacame a women when she was 12. After she felt powerless for the first time in her little life. It was a sunny day, but in the hearts of the people it was dark. The country was entering in the war, and many youth had to prepare for the battle. Julia and her family, her mom, her dad, and her brother were having lunch. they were silent, Julia behaved badly, she argued with her brother and wanted him to desappear. Suddenly somebody knocked on the door. Her dad opened it and came back in the cuisine with a tall man they didn't know. He was wearing a dark manteau and black boots. He talked with...
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posted by rainchibi
The constant pecking on the window awoke me. I opened my eyes to the darkness of the room. The dark haze enveloped any sign of light, leaving only traces of thin outlines. A tinged of excitement and fear passed through me. The ticking of the clock just added to the anxiety that was crawling over me. I knew it had come, like it had many nights before. It was then I noticed that the pecking I had heard before had stopped, only to be replaced par the howls of the winter winds. I sat up to see the binds swaying back and forth. Through the cracks I saw the shadow that had awaken me many nights before,...
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posted by rainchibi
A silhouette standing alone,
Amongst a field of arid snow,
Waiting for something still unknown,
Not any further from the tombstone.

Awaiting a sign of life and hope,
Letting out a deep sigh,
“It’s not getting any easier to cope”
A whisper carried par the wind.

The stars: my aspirations,
But city lights in the distance,
Taunted it from their foundations,
Caustic lights ending its existence.

An unattached shadow standing in solitude,
Amongst a field of caustic cold,
Tired of waiting, wanting to end,
I was everything untold.
posted by amoremusic
tell me why do toi pretend
to let the agonizing memories
of your damaged past let toi
be the person that toi are
now,

please let your body,
mind, heart, soul,and
feelings escape the
tragic night-mares and
feel my: "etreindre de'
amour" around toi for-
ever.

my etreindre de' amour
is what i can offer to you,
through this time that you
will feel from me.

will toi feel my ever-
lasting touch of l’amour as
toi grieve over the Lost
memories and moments
that toi never gotten back.

let me take your
emphasized wounds
and give them to the
crumbling world that
never lets toi feel the
l’amour that toi need to
feel in your life now.

but toi look for my
casual-words that will
give toi strength that
toi need to go on with
your life.

your endless obession
for living this lie trying
to get past this pain, that
will forever remains inside
your soul now.
posted by amoremusic
My anger came that day,
i tried to stay calm through
it all but my emotions just
gave way without me telling
them too.

She saw my frustration
taking shape and took
me in her loving arms
and told me it would be
okay.

I knew that my personal
emotions would show,that
i would pretend not to be
upset, and playing them
off as casual-words and not
the hurtful words as to what
they sounded to me.

I wanted to barricade
myself inside my head
and listen to those supposed
hurtful words that were being
a dit about me,

The thoughts that raced
through my mind were not
the words that i heard coming out
of his mouth that day,

All i can say to toi is
that i accused him of
being wrong and that
was unfair for me to do,