How much I love Amber pt.1 by LadyLarka, literature
Literature
How much I love Amber pt.1
AN: i know you may think I dont men it, Because i dont hang out as often; but I really do love you Amber.
I dont really ask to hang out with you, because I didnt think I had to in order to convey the depth of my love for you.
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Should our friendship end, it would break me beyond repair.
I really do care.
I have Asperger's you see,
The will to hang out with people isnt in me.
But even if im not there,
I want you to know how much I care!
So how much do I love you? Well...
I would follow you through hell.
I w
Far Cry 3: OC story Excerpt by LadyLarka, literature
Literature
Far Cry 3: OC story Excerpt
Keva woke on the ground, confused and disoriented; but then it all came flooding back. Instinct took over, as she immediately streched her senses; she could feel the unconsious bodies of her friends around her, all of them were un-bound. Not much time seemed to have passed since their capture, so they were not expected to wake up soon. Old Instincts kicked in. There was nothing she could do for them now; all she could do was survive and save herself. With that, Keva immediately popped up from the sand, and hauled ass into the nearby jungle; trying to reach put as much distance between her and there, before her absence was noticed. A light rai
Finally, I am home- why you shouldnt fear death by LadyLarka, literature
Literature
Finally, I am home- why you shouldnt fear death
Finally, I am home: why you shouldnt fear death.
I never really understood why people where so afraid of death.
Dying is so easy; its life that is the hardest struggle.
It is life that is painful, that brings grief and sorrow; that hurts and scars.
And sue, everyone initially wants to life forever; to be immortal.
But even I can see that, eventually, immortality can become a curse.
You live so long and feel so much that you forget how to feel.
It is inevitable.
Death brings us our memmories, and makes us cherish them.
With Immortality, so much time would pass that we would eventually forget.
Forget out childhood, forget our famil
Dear Amber Nelson,
My dear best freind,
Ive known you for life,
our friendhsip has lasted,
through all this strife.
Through thick and thin,
through storm and shine,
running deeper than skin,
our bonds are divine.
No need for a blood pact,
we made one with our souls.
Let it be known, this fact,
we always make it out intact.
Youve saved my life be just existing,
to the knife I would have succumbed.
How many things should I be listing,
in this dedicated poem?
And every moment that your not around,
I cant help but miss you.
Forever ours we are bound,
I know you miss me too.
And when we die,
we will die together.
When one c
my scars- a poem
Amber is the soul, the color, the whole.
I am the Heart, the dark, the part.
You just don’t complete me anymore.
I have fallen and broken my heart.
I exist no longer as I once was.
Eventually scars build up, and the pain is too much.
You can’t ignore it anymore.
The reality was pushed away,
Shunned for another day.
Dismissed until it was too late.
You’ve made me laugh,
You’ve made me cry,
Then just left me here to die.
Now the cracks have taken their toll.
I’m no longer part of the whole.
I’ve lost my color.
Traded rainbows for shades of grey.
Black and white the highlight
My Immortal- a poem
trees live and breath,
a butterfly will soar,
as my life bleeds into the forest floor.
never a regret,
just a lament,
to my crimson immortal.
so never do you fret,
child of machinery and cement,
we all return to lament,
the golden blood spilled yesterday,
is the same as the red that spills today.
so go on, child of yesteryear,
pick up your knife and cut off my ear,
raise your barrel,
my last hears it blows.
where ill go, everyone should know.
to the ocean, my sister.
to the earth, my brother.
to the forest, my grandfather.
to the stars, my lost lovers.
to the moon, my mother.
to the sun, my father.
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Im sorry if I offended you,
Im sorry if I ever made you cry.
If you really want to,
ill let you stab me in the eye.
I never meant offense,
my words not meant to hurt.
I dont know if im making sense,
or just being curt.
please forgive me,
I never meant to hurt thee
please un-block me,
I want to send you an apology.
I realize you have taken offense,
To my socially-retarded comments.
This poem for you
let it ring true
I never meant to hurt you!
let this note be to:
The-Flat-SteakBooty
How much I love Amber pt.1 by LadyLarka, literature
Literature
How much I love Amber pt.1
AN: i know you may think I dont men it, Because i dont hang out as often; but I really do love you Amber.
I dont really ask to hang out with you, because I didnt think I had to in order to convey the depth of my love for you.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Should our friendship end, it would break me beyond repair.
I really do care.
I have Asperger's you see,
The will to hang out with people isnt in me.
But even if im not there,
I want you to know how much I care!
So how much do I love you? Well...
I would follow you through hell.
I w
Far Cry 3: OC story Excerpt by LadyLarka, literature
Literature
Far Cry 3: OC story Excerpt
Keva woke on the ground, confused and disoriented; but then it all came flooding back. Instinct took over, as she immediately streched her senses; she could feel the unconsious bodies of her friends around her, all of them were un-bound. Not much time seemed to have passed since their capture, so they were not expected to wake up soon. Old Instincts kicked in. There was nothing she could do for them now; all she could do was survive and save herself. With that, Keva immediately popped up from the sand, and hauled ass into the nearby jungle; trying to reach put as much distance between her and there, before her absence was noticed. A light rai
Finally, I am home- why you shouldnt fear death by LadyLarka, literature
Literature
Finally, I am home- why you shouldnt fear death
Finally, I am home: why you shouldnt fear death.
I never really understood why people where so afraid of death.
Dying is so easy; its life that is the hardest struggle.
It is life that is painful, that brings grief and sorrow; that hurts and scars.
And sue, everyone initially wants to life forever; to be immortal.
But even I can see that, eventually, immortality can become a curse.
You live so long and feel so much that you forget how to feel.
It is inevitable.
Death brings us our memmories, and makes us cherish them.
With Immortality, so much time would pass that we would eventually forget.
Forget out childhood, forget our famil
Dear Amber Nelson,
My dear best freind,
Ive known you for life,
our friendhsip has lasted,
through all this strife.
Through thick and thin,
through storm and shine,
running deeper than skin,
our bonds are divine.
No need for a blood pact,
we made one with our souls.
Let it be known, this fact,
we always make it out intact.
Youve saved my life be just existing,
to the knife I would have succumbed.
How many things should I be listing,
in this dedicated poem?
And every moment that your not around,
I cant help but miss you.
Forever ours we are bound,
I know you miss me too.
And when we die,
we will die together.
When one c
my scars- a poem
Amber is the soul, the color, the whole.
I am the Heart, the dark, the part.
You just don’t complete me anymore.
I have fallen and broken my heart.
I exist no longer as I once was.
Eventually scars build up, and the pain is too much.
You can’t ignore it anymore.
The reality was pushed away,
Shunned for another day.
Dismissed until it was too late.
You’ve made me laugh,
You’ve made me cry,
Then just left me here to die.
Now the cracks have taken their toll.
I’m no longer part of the whole.
I’ve lost my color.
Traded rainbows for shades of grey.
Black and white the highlight
Im sorry if I offended you,
Im sorry if I ever made you cry.
If you really want to,
ill let you stab me in the eye.
I never meant offense,
my words not meant to hurt.
I dont know if im making sense,
or just being curt.
please forgive me,
I never meant to hurt thee
please un-block me,
I want to send you an apology.
I realize you have taken offense,
To my socially-retarded comments.
This poem for you
let it ring true
I never meant to hurt you!
let this note be to:
The-Flat-SteakBooty
I have the power to 'enter' any fictional world at-will through my mind, leaving my physical body 'behind'. I LOVE good artwork and literature, because my 'powers' take a field day, enriching themselves till thier full. I am Passionate, I am loving. I care about everyones story, even/especially the bad guys. I DO NOT JUDGE. I am often asked to help settle disputes. (my friends say i am the best at such, though im not too sure!) My soul sister said i would make an awesome queen, but im not the type to sit on a throne all day: cooped up. I would rather romp among a nice warm, shadowed forest. I love my ability to seemingly camoflauge into places, and escape notice: Therefore i wear dark clothing (prefferably black).
Favourite Visual Artist
Kilara or Neondragon
Favourite Movies
resident evil & Final Fantasy: advent children
Favourite TV Shows
star wars: tcw, Transformers:Animated, PowerPuff Girls & PPG-Z
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Evanescence, linkin park, Brakin benjamin, kelly clarkson, etc.
Favourite Books
Malice &/or Havoc by Chris Wooding
Favourite Writers
......Fanfiction writers......?
Favourite Games
FF7, Resident Evil, Flower, Fable, Artix games
Favourite Gaming Platform
Computer
Tools of the Trade
CONSTRUCTIVE CRITIC, Poetry, Fanfiction writer.
Other Interests
FANFICTION ADDICTION, FANTASY NOVEL ADDICTION!!!!!
Its been 5 years. Im back. I would like to apologize for anyone I pestered in the past: I was an undiagnosed autistic, Anxious, wreck of a teenager. im 21 now: older, Calmer, and less socially inept. Im ready to come back, and hopefully do y'all better this time.
Too many shows to watch, too many games to play, too many books to read, too many chores to do, college to prepare for, too many family friends dying, too many depressed friends to save, too many therapy sessions I need to attend, too much time spent helping mom raise my brothers through her surgeries; I gotta go.
Im setting my deviantart on a Hiatus for now.
Dont know when im coming back y'all; Ill try to check in ever once and awhile, OK?