His heart is made of crimson
His hands stained with dark immoralities
His feet are bounded with sin
His mind is cruel
Eyes empty
Darker than the deepest pit of the ocean
He reached for me
immoral hands grasped my throat
His hollow eyes met mine
And my soul was corrupted forever more
Now my heart is made of crimson
My hands stained with dark immoralities
My feet are bounded with sin
My mind is cruel
Eyes empty
Darker than the deepest pit of the ocean
I reach for my next victim
To spread this unshakeable disease
You wont no what exactly happened
Until your eyes are hollow like
The Art of Being Awkward by JEN2091890, literature
Literature
The Art of Being Awkward
The art of being awkward (Socially, not creeper. There's a fine line):
Step one: don't relax. When walking into a room immediately tense up. Don't make eye contact if it can be helped. If you do, look away in embarrassment as if you've been caught staring. Keep constantly shifting back and forth make sure you look really uncomfortable. The trick to looking uncomfortable is making yourself such. Either by wearing cloths you feel self-conscious in or by whatever means you find necessary. Do this until the crowd/person either disperse or you leave awkwardly. (see Step five for how to properly leave).
Step two: keep conversations to a minimum.
His heart is made of crimson
His hands stained with dark immoralities
His feet are bounded with sin
His mind is cruel
Eyes empty
Darker than the deepest pit of the ocean
He reached for me
immoral hands grasped my throat
His hollow eyes met mine
And my soul was corrupted forever more
Now my heart is made of crimson
My hands stained with dark immoralities
My feet are bounded with sin
My mind is cruel
Eyes empty
Darker than the deepest pit of the ocean
I reach for my next victim
To spread this unshakeable disease
You wont no what exactly happened
Until your eyes are hollow like
The Art of Being Awkward by JEN2091890, literature
Literature
The Art of Being Awkward
The art of being awkward (Socially, not creeper. There's a fine line):
Step one: don't relax. When walking into a room immediately tense up. Don't make eye contact if it can be helped. If you do, look away in embarrassment as if you've been caught staring. Keep constantly shifting back and forth make sure you look really uncomfortable. The trick to looking uncomfortable is making yourself such. Either by wearing cloths you feel self-conscious in or by whatever means you find necessary. Do this until the crowd/person either disperse or you leave awkwardly. (see Step five for how to properly leave).
Step two: keep conversations to a minimum.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through dA,
Not a troll was stirring, nor Grinch in his sleigh.
Deviations were hung in digital Galleries with care,
In hopes that +Favourites soon would be there.
The n00bs were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Daily Deviations danced in their heads.
And Fella in his 'kerchief, and spyed (https://www.deviantart.com/spyed) with his night-light,
Had just settled down to log-off for the night,
When over in the Forums there arose such a clatter,
Fella sprang back online to see what was the matter.
To the browser window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the tabs and refreshed the cache.
When what to his art-loving ey