England x Reader- Birthday?You sighed as you sat quickly in your home. You were waiting for your boyfriend, England, to come pick you up. He was taking you out to dinner for you birthday, though you were in a terrible mood. You spilled coffee all over yourself at work, your boss yelled at you for something stupid, you mom wants you to grow up and stop talking about unicorns and fairies. It was just too much to deal with on your birthday!England x Reader- Birthday? by imatmntgal
“He is being close to being late” you growled under your breath. The doorbell rang. It was England. You opened the door and crossed your arms. “About time” you said in a moody tone. “I am sorry, poppet! I went to get this for you!”He said as he handed you seasons 1-4 of My Little Pony and a plush of your favorite character. “Thanks” you said and rolled your eyes.
England lead you to his car. He opened the door for you and you sat inside. He got in and began driving. England was babbling something about Flying Mint Bunny, which you
|some of my life drawn.......i would rather do it on a marker board and with a camera but this will have to do|
Should I Pray?It was hot.
I tugged the
shawl over my
shoulders as I
I'm not Catholic.
Far from being
I just thought that
I needed to be here.
I was a few weeks
away from leaving
to join the U.S
As I walked in to
the large, main room,
I knew this wasn't
any ordinary church.
The roof was
a high dome,
the tiles aged
All around me were
statues and paintings
If you didn't know the
history behind this
You'd think it was just
But if you looked closly
at the dome so high up,
you'd notice a circular form
of plaster and new tile
where a bomb was droped
durring World War II.
The bomb had dropped,
piercing the dome's ceiling,
dropping to the floor below
and skidded across the floor.
But it refused to blow up.
Times like those made me
wish I had more faith.
But to me,
it was a stroke of major luck.
I left the sanctuary and into
a room where a man was
selling prayer beads.
I made my way to the
Dear Mr. President: What's wrong with the world?Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me?
Let's pretend we're just two people and,
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
If I got the chance, I would ask him everything.
There's so much that's wrong with the world.
People are just too afraid to look at it.
They refuse to see...
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
I just wonder if he knows what he's doing.
Some of the descisions aren't making a difference.
Is he proud of what is happening?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye,
And tell me why?
We're all hurt here.
People with no jobs.
Their families sick and dieing.
Standing Outside the Fire: Raph's DemonsWe call them cool
Those hearts that have no scars to show
The ones that never do let go
And risk the tables being turned
Raph liked to think he was strong.
Stronger than his brothers.
He didn't like to show weakness, and was sure he never did.
We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flame
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always comes with getting burned
He hated how Donnie stuttered over April.
Or Leo sighing over Karai.
It was weak.
Or so he thought.
Then came the day she crashed into their lives.
But you've got to be tough when consumed by desire
'Cause it's not enough just to stand outside the fire
She made him go just like Donnie and Leo.
Of course, he avoided her.
But that didn't stop him from keeping an eye on her.
That didn't stop him from feeling like he did.
We call them strong
Those who can face this world alone
Who seem to get by on their own
Those who will never take
birthday-april 3 (not telling the year!)
what i enjoy doing-writing, drawing, reading, swimming, and mingling!
personality-i have different ones alot....
genres i like-adventure, action, and horror..i like blood (yes sounds creepy from a geek)
song-depends on my mood (ask me alot to keep an update on it)
book-poppy and rye
tv show-there is alot of them
you know my deviantart
current song- gypsy bard
my top two best friends on DA- and
my "sister"- :iconqueenoftheserpentone:
people i gain my wisdom from- , :iconRachaelErica: , and
my friends- everyone *except those bad people on here and bullies*
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