"You will always be able to tell when آپ are different; when آپ are the one that everyone is staring at; when آپ are the one that everyone runs in fear from یا stares at in disgust as آپ pass them by; when آپ are the runt out of the litter; when آپ are the broken and cracked tile in a tile floor; when آپ are the dead درخت in the center of the lively forest; when آپ are the odd one out from the ordinary.
It's a feeling that will creep upon آپ without a warning. A feeling of difference. A painful feeling. A sharp blow to wake your psyche from its peaceful slumber; a blow that can crush یا cripple a person and their emotions. آپ feel distant; آپ feel as if آپ are a بھیڑوں, بھیڑ lost from its herd; آپ feel like a ship lost at sea. آپ feel like آپ are drifting further and further away from the world; آپ feel like آپ are drowning, and آپ feel as though everyone would turn away rather than throw a life ring to you, یا even dive in to save you. آپ feel like آپ are the darkness hidden in the corner in a room filled with glistening lights.
For myself, I have very different thoughts. I feel like a cold-blooded animal amongst warm-bloods. I may look the same as the اگلے man, but on the inside, I feel like I am burning. آپ see the world through a glass window, just as bright and as clean as it could possibly be; pure and full of hope. All I see when I look through that window is stained, cracked glass, tainted سے طرف کی my place in this world and my warring emotional insides. آپ are looking in on the world through that pure window, watching in delight and happiness as people come to آپ with a smile; I watch through my window as people turn their backs and walk away. I feel like I cannot see myself; I feel as though I do not see myself. Oh no, I only see a worn man with tears staining his face in the large crack that runs down the middle of the window; I do not see the world, I only see my broken spirit.
I do not feel like I am of your world. I do not feel like I have a place in your world. I only feel like I have the ugly feelings that tether me to reality; who I really am in the flesh. If I were to step into your mirror, یا if I were to step into your crystal-clear lake so full of life, I would merely pollute the limpid water and it would become tainted... Just like my body. Just like my species. Just like my mind. Just like my uncontrollable 'bloodlust', as آپ call it.
Sometimes I need the danger. I need the danger just to know that my دل can beat. I feel numb sometimes; numb as in I do not feel as though my body is truly working anymore. Feeling my دل beat pulsing is one of the only things that reminds me that I am not numb and that I am still a living person and not the... monster that آپ believe me to be; the monster that آپ claim for me to be. Seeing my blood flow is another way that I know I am living, though my blood is just as cold and as clear as ice instead of the dark, warm crimson red that resides in a normal person. If آپ examine me یا were to take me apart, will آپ find the differences? یا will آپ ignore the differences and call me person who fits in with the rest of the crowd?
I can see right through آپ as if آپ were an ice sculpture, so pure and clear. However, can آپ see through me? Am I a clear ice to you, am I a blank canvas yet to be touched, یا am I a cracked window soiled with years of dirt and grime that prevents آپ from seeing into me? Take your pick, choose wisely your response. It will either amuse me یا damage me, mind you.
I think of myself in these ways from دن to day, especially when I am amongst the 'normal'. However, I smile, and I laugh, and I play. I know who I am and I know what I am, even if I do not feel like I do at times. I am but a speck of shadow in a room of light, waiting for my turn to have my time to shine. I am a broken, dirtied mirror placed in a tarnished سونا frame that needs to be cleaned; I do not want to be replaced یا repaired, only cleaned. I simply want to be cleaned and placed upon the دیوار with the other, pure mirrors, even if it costs me standing out. I just want to be able to be in the crowd without being rejected. Why will آپ not place me with the others? Why do آپ hide me away in a storage closet? Am I simply 'not good enough' for you? If that is what آپ think, then let me ask آپ this... Why do آپ think I exist, and why do آپ think آپ exist? We are equals, no matter what آپ say. We are living people who need love and attention to feel like we fit in. If آپ gain your acceptance, then where is mine? It matters not how long I wait, I will be accepted some day, some where, some time... and one دن I will shine. One دن I will be the most respected piece in the gallery; one دن I will be amongst the famous and priceless. I am not a mistake; I am a pure diamond hidden in the ashes and soot. People may look over me, thinking that I am only coal on the outside, but on the inside, I am a diamond hidden in the rough.
Tell me, what is wrong with the odd one? Do آپ not consider the odd one a person? Even if they are مزید kind and considering that آپ are? If آپ are one who is stuck up, آپ may sit upon your rich throne, thinking آپ are high and mighty, but what will آپ do when the 'odd' comes in and is مزید caring than آپ are? Will آپ immediately cease calling them a person just because آپ think they are strange without looking at what good they have done? If so, then آپ are مزید of a monster than I could ever be.
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For all of آپ out there who feel like آپ are lost in the shadows, what are آپ doing? Are آپ simply staying in the shadows and letting yourself feel like آپ are different and not of this world such as I have? یا do آپ look for the light while آپ are lost in the darkness like I have as well? If آپ can not find the light to make آپ feel better, آپ make the light. Let your family and those dear to آپ be your fuel, and let آپ accepting your differences and who آپ are be the spark that lights the flame.
I کہا I felt as though I was the cold-blood amongst the warm-bloods. I کہا I feel as though I am staring through a broken and tainted glass. I کہا I do not feel as though I am from your world; I کہا I felt that I didn't fit in with the people in your own little world. I کہا that if I were to step into your crystal lake, I would pollute the limpid water; but let me ask آپ this, is your lake crystal in reality, یا is it idealized in your own mind and fake reality; would I be polluting it یا bringing آپ back to reality? I also کہا that sometimes I felt numb and I needed the danger to feel my دل beat. What do آپ think I meant honestly سے طرف کی that? Did I mean that I felt disconnected from the world and needed to feel like a person, یا did I mean that I want to feel the danger to make me feel alive like a person? Hm.
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All the outcasts. All the odd people. All the frowned and look down upon. I can see you, and I can hear you. آپ are not invisible to me, just like how آپ are not invisible to the world; آپ may only think that not a living soul pays attention to آپ as آپ cry yourself to sleep. آپ may feel stuck on the outside; thinking that آپ are damaged and broken beyond repair. آپ know what? آپ are not so far that someone cannot reach you. آپ are not so far that someone cannot لپیٹ, لفاف کریں آپ in their embrace and tell آپ everything is okay. Can آپ believe me? Can آپ trust me when I tell آپ that everything آپ see about yourself is not what I see? آپ have my attention; there's no need to hurt and pain yourself for attention. Let the prejudice یا judging people be the beautiful lights in the city; we shall rise above them as bright, beautiful neon signs in a night sky, and those who accept us and love us for who we are shall rise above with us. آپ are special, no matter what آپ think آپ are. If someone tells آپ that آپ are a cursed یا evil species, prove them wrong سے طرف کی proving that آپ are a beautiful diamond while they are simply a tarnished piece of gold. If someone tells آپ that آپ are a nerd یا a geek, دکھائیں them that آپ might just be the scientist who makes the cure that cures the plague. Let all of the outcasts fly with me and come to a place where we can be diverse and appreciate each other without putting each other down; even if this world exists only in our minds, we will find a way to be who we are without fears of being struck down.
Your smallest whisper... I can hear it. Let your voice be heard. Be who آپ are, not what the world expects آپ to be. آپ do not think آپ are good enough to the world to anyone in the world? Nonsense, آپ are a bright diamond in my eyes. آپ are a treasure, a perfect one at that. آپ may have had a rough ride, but do not let that change who آپ are, and who آپ are is a unique individual. آپ are مزید than just a face, مزید than just a name, and مزید than just the hurtful labels that the hypocrites around آپ might give. آپ are more, آپ are a beauty. آپ are a treasure, and آپ are NOT alone.
Take it from me, a man who has faired many reactions and various treatments due to who I am. آپ are a unique person and آپ do not deserve to have the dirt and grime of the world thrown upon your delicate frame that holds you. Is your frame old, tarnished, polished, new, یا anything else? It does not matter; آپ are as equal as the others around you.
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The Hatred and Evil was as blacken as coal. The Uncertainty was sandy and unclear. The Happiness golden. The Isolation was a lonely blue. The Sole Lie was as clear and as see-through as a white ice. The Socialness was a perky orange. The Laughter was a radiating green. The Serious brought a gloomy shade of grey. Above all, the Mixture of Good and Bad traits was a clear prism that cast all the colors of a beautiful قوس قزح and a shadowy gloom; the one holding the prism decided which colors they wanted to cast. Which one are you?
In the end, are we not all a stained glass portrait? We are either made in bright, happy colors with a beautiful picture, یا we are a gloomy, dark picture with dark and depressing colors. Or, no, wait. Perhaps we are all works in progress, just waiting to bloom and reveal who were truly are inside."
~Alric Maximilian Faust
It's a feeling that will creep upon آپ without a warning. A feeling of difference. A painful feeling. A sharp blow to wake your psyche from its peaceful slumber; a blow that can crush یا cripple a person and their emotions. آپ feel distant; آپ feel as if آپ are a بھیڑوں, بھیڑ lost from its herd; آپ feel like a ship lost at sea. آپ feel like آپ are drifting further and further away from the world; آپ feel like آپ are drowning, and آپ feel as though everyone would turn away rather than throw a life ring to you, یا even dive in to save you. آپ feel like آپ are the darkness hidden in the corner in a room filled with glistening lights.
For myself, I have very different thoughts. I feel like a cold-blooded animal amongst warm-bloods. I may look the same as the اگلے man, but on the inside, I feel like I am burning. آپ see the world through a glass window, just as bright and as clean as it could possibly be; pure and full of hope. All I see when I look through that window is stained, cracked glass, tainted سے طرف کی my place in this world and my warring emotional insides. آپ are looking in on the world through that pure window, watching in delight and happiness as people come to آپ with a smile; I watch through my window as people turn their backs and walk away. I feel like I cannot see myself; I feel as though I do not see myself. Oh no, I only see a worn man with tears staining his face in the large crack that runs down the middle of the window; I do not see the world, I only see my broken spirit.
I do not feel like I am of your world. I do not feel like I have a place in your world. I only feel like I have the ugly feelings that tether me to reality; who I really am in the flesh. If I were to step into your mirror, یا if I were to step into your crystal-clear lake so full of life, I would merely pollute the limpid water and it would become tainted... Just like my body. Just like my species. Just like my mind. Just like my uncontrollable 'bloodlust', as آپ call it.
Sometimes I need the danger. I need the danger just to know that my دل can beat. I feel numb sometimes; numb as in I do not feel as though my body is truly working anymore. Feeling my دل beat pulsing is one of the only things that reminds me that I am not numb and that I am still a living person and not the... monster that آپ believe me to be; the monster that آپ claim for me to be. Seeing my blood flow is another way that I know I am living, though my blood is just as cold and as clear as ice instead of the dark, warm crimson red that resides in a normal person. If آپ examine me یا were to take me apart, will آپ find the differences? یا will آپ ignore the differences and call me person who fits in with the rest of the crowd?
I can see right through آپ as if آپ were an ice sculpture, so pure and clear. However, can آپ see through me? Am I a clear ice to you, am I a blank canvas yet to be touched, یا am I a cracked window soiled with years of dirt and grime that prevents آپ from seeing into me? Take your pick, choose wisely your response. It will either amuse me یا damage me, mind you.
I think of myself in these ways from دن to day, especially when I am amongst the 'normal'. However, I smile, and I laugh, and I play. I know who I am and I know what I am, even if I do not feel like I do at times. I am but a speck of shadow in a room of light, waiting for my turn to have my time to shine. I am a broken, dirtied mirror placed in a tarnished سونا frame that needs to be cleaned; I do not want to be replaced یا repaired, only cleaned. I simply want to be cleaned and placed upon the دیوار with the other, pure mirrors, even if it costs me standing out. I just want to be able to be in the crowd without being rejected. Why will آپ not place me with the others? Why do آپ hide me away in a storage closet? Am I simply 'not good enough' for you? If that is what آپ think, then let me ask آپ this... Why do آپ think I exist, and why do آپ think آپ exist? We are equals, no matter what آپ say. We are living people who need love and attention to feel like we fit in. If آپ gain your acceptance, then where is mine? It matters not how long I wait, I will be accepted some day, some where, some time... and one دن I will shine. One دن I will be the most respected piece in the gallery; one دن I will be amongst the famous and priceless. I am not a mistake; I am a pure diamond hidden in the ashes and soot. People may look over me, thinking that I am only coal on the outside, but on the inside, I am a diamond hidden in the rough.
Tell me, what is wrong with the odd one? Do آپ not consider the odd one a person? Even if they are مزید kind and considering that آپ are? If آپ are one who is stuck up, آپ may sit upon your rich throne, thinking آپ are high and mighty, but what will آپ do when the 'odd' comes in and is مزید caring than آپ are? Will آپ immediately cease calling them a person just because آپ think they are strange without looking at what good they have done? If so, then آپ are مزید of a monster than I could ever be.
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For all of آپ out there who feel like آپ are lost in the shadows, what are آپ doing? Are آپ simply staying in the shadows and letting yourself feel like آپ are different and not of this world such as I have? یا do آپ look for the light while آپ are lost in the darkness like I have as well? If آپ can not find the light to make آپ feel better, آپ make the light. Let your family and those dear to آپ be your fuel, and let آپ accepting your differences and who آپ are be the spark that lights the flame.
I کہا I felt as though I was the cold-blood amongst the warm-bloods. I کہا I feel as though I am staring through a broken and tainted glass. I کہا I do not feel as though I am from your world; I کہا I felt that I didn't fit in with the people in your own little world. I کہا that if I were to step into your crystal lake, I would pollute the limpid water; but let me ask آپ this, is your lake crystal in reality, یا is it idealized in your own mind and fake reality; would I be polluting it یا bringing آپ back to reality? I also کہا that sometimes I felt numb and I needed the danger to feel my دل beat. What do آپ think I meant honestly سے طرف کی that? Did I mean that I felt disconnected from the world and needed to feel like a person, یا did I mean that I want to feel the danger to make me feel alive like a person? Hm.
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All the outcasts. All the odd people. All the frowned and look down upon. I can see you, and I can hear you. آپ are not invisible to me, just like how آپ are not invisible to the world; آپ may only think that not a living soul pays attention to آپ as آپ cry yourself to sleep. آپ may feel stuck on the outside; thinking that آپ are damaged and broken beyond repair. آپ know what? آپ are not so far that someone cannot reach you. آپ are not so far that someone cannot لپیٹ, لفاف کریں آپ in their embrace and tell آپ everything is okay. Can آپ believe me? Can آپ trust me when I tell آپ that everything آپ see about yourself is not what I see? آپ have my attention; there's no need to hurt and pain yourself for attention. Let the prejudice یا judging people be the beautiful lights in the city; we shall rise above them as bright, beautiful neon signs in a night sky, and those who accept us and love us for who we are shall rise above with us. آپ are special, no matter what آپ think آپ are. If someone tells آپ that آپ are a cursed یا evil species, prove them wrong سے طرف کی proving that آپ are a beautiful diamond while they are simply a tarnished piece of gold. If someone tells آپ that آپ are a nerd یا a geek, دکھائیں them that آپ might just be the scientist who makes the cure that cures the plague. Let all of the outcasts fly with me and come to a place where we can be diverse and appreciate each other without putting each other down; even if this world exists only in our minds, we will find a way to be who we are without fears of being struck down.
Your smallest whisper... I can hear it. Let your voice be heard. Be who آپ are, not what the world expects آپ to be. آپ do not think آپ are good enough to the world to anyone in the world? Nonsense, آپ are a bright diamond in my eyes. آپ are a treasure, a perfect one at that. آپ may have had a rough ride, but do not let that change who آپ are, and who آپ are is a unique individual. آپ are مزید than just a face, مزید than just a name, and مزید than just the hurtful labels that the hypocrites around آپ might give. آپ are more, آپ are a beauty. آپ are a treasure, and آپ are NOT alone.
Take it from me, a man who has faired many reactions and various treatments due to who I am. آپ are a unique person and آپ do not deserve to have the dirt and grime of the world thrown upon your delicate frame that holds you. Is your frame old, tarnished, polished, new, یا anything else? It does not matter; آپ are as equal as the others around you.
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The Hatred and Evil was as blacken as coal. The Uncertainty was sandy and unclear. The Happiness golden. The Isolation was a lonely blue. The Sole Lie was as clear and as see-through as a white ice. The Socialness was a perky orange. The Laughter was a radiating green. The Serious brought a gloomy shade of grey. Above all, the Mixture of Good and Bad traits was a clear prism that cast all the colors of a beautiful قوس قزح and a shadowy gloom; the one holding the prism decided which colors they wanted to cast. Which one are you?
In the end, are we not all a stained glass portrait? We are either made in bright, happy colors with a beautiful picture, یا we are a gloomy, dark picture with dark and depressing colors. Or, no, wait. Perhaps we are all works in progress, just waiting to bloom and reveal who were truly are inside."
~Alric Maximilian Faust
Attention all Sonic Fc owners who play on XBox live! Im making a clan that everyone can join! Its gonna be called: Sonic پرستار Characters United
, یا something like that....
All I know is this clan will be a peaceful clan, which means we won't fight other clans for leaderboards. The only way we would actually fight another clan is if they challenge us. If آپ want آپ can be called سے طرف کی your Fc's name in the clan. I like to play Halo Reach and make awesome maps to play on (for example: EPIC Hunger Games, Regular Show, and The Canyon) so if آپ got Halo Reach, we WILL have fun, trust me!
How to join:
1. add a تبصرہ saying that آپ want to join
2. send a friend request to my XBOX Live account (ShadowWolf337) and a message saying that your on fanpop.
If آپ don't have a Xbox yet but are getting one soon یا your Xbox is giving آپ problems, just tell me and I will reserve a position for آپ untill آپ get آپ Xbox یا fix it
Thanks for your consideration!
, یا something like that....
All I know is this clan will be a peaceful clan, which means we won't fight other clans for leaderboards. The only way we would actually fight another clan is if they challenge us. If آپ want آپ can be called سے طرف کی your Fc's name in the clan. I like to play Halo Reach and make awesome maps to play on (for example: EPIC Hunger Games, Regular Show, and The Canyon) so if آپ got Halo Reach, we WILL have fun, trust me!
How to join:
1. add a تبصرہ saying that آپ want to join
2. send a friend request to my XBOX Live account (ShadowWolf337) and a message saying that your on fanpop.
If آپ don't have a Xbox yet but are getting one soon یا your Xbox is giving آپ problems, just tell me and I will reserve a position for آپ untill آپ get آپ Xbox یا fix it
Thanks for your consideration!
slick's full attire
سونا desert eagle(side arm)
commando assault rifle(primary)
intervention(sniper)
uzi(secondary)
wears(his شرٹ, قمیض but with longer sleeves and his pants have 2 ammo holds on each side 4 each gun.and a grey long scarf)
regular combat چھری just the handle has his name on it
his military vehicle(a regular military humvee)
his regular person car(a red middle striped car with the left side black and the right side white.the middle of the front ڈاکو, ہڈ has his logo)
climbing boots
gloves(grey)
a special red edges sword
mystacal powers:
dark power
chaos shot,chaos blast(only when enraged)chaos control(only with a chaos emerald)
آگ کے, آگ powers(only when 1 of his دوستوں r hurt and the 1 that hurt the friend tries to burn him)
سونا desert eagle(side arm)
commando assault rifle(primary)
intervention(sniper)
uzi(secondary)
wears(his شرٹ, قمیض but with longer sleeves and his pants have 2 ammo holds on each side 4 each gun.and a grey long scarf)
regular combat چھری just the handle has his name on it
his military vehicle(a regular military humvee)
his regular person car(a red middle striped car with the left side black and the right side white.the middle of the front ڈاکو, ہڈ has his logo)
climbing boots
gloves(grey)
a special red edges sword
mystacal powers:
dark power
chaos shot,chaos blast(only when enraged)chaos control(only with a chaos emerald)
آگ کے, آگ powers(only when 1 of his دوستوں r hurt and the 1 that hurt the friend tries to burn him)