stupidiot92

Road to Darkness My first blood. The twelve men who murdered my parents just for some free snacks. I enjoyed sinking the axe into the decrepit husks of their bodies. ...

Hey, thanks for the comments. I'm posting chapter 1 now so take a look.

This prologue is somewhat blah compared to some of my others so it will be edited massively, but I still welcome ideas. Hopefully once my muse hits I'll be able ...

alright thanks and a couple things -you find out about the sunglasses later -werewolf is different from wolf its humanoid so it has a hand like thing paws wouldnt really ...

Chapter 1 Moonlit Rescuer Moonlight pierced through the cloudless night sky to illuminate the small, deciduous forest around the silhouette. He walked slowly along the dirt road carrying a single ...

finally got around to reading this i liked this small, nice, and very repectful to the veterans and even soldiers still serving

yea i saw Bullet, Atreyu, and Avenged Sevenfold all in the same concert... they are all in the top 5 bands i listen to... i had trouble talking for a ...

P.S. i'm listening to Hero of War right now!!!!!!!! "A hero of war, yeah thats what i'll be and when ill come home they'll be d**m proud of me"

wow... they range from heavy alternative music to screamo so yea they have a variety and i like it all what about Bullet for my valentine or Avenged Sevenfold?

yea Worth Dying for was the song that got me into them Prayer of the Refugee- ive never met anyone that didnt like it swing life away- was put on ...

this is the third piece of poetry ive read by you and it is amazing just like the others i wish i had the ability to shoot poems off like ...

holy crap this got hostile quick... anyway i liked this poem actually i can kinda connect to it personally cause that is pretty much exactly me in my opinion poetry ...

amazing just amazing sad thing is its true though... The world is a liar. Its obvious to see, That the world will never change, Until we set ourselves free. perfect ...

An Epic To Last It’s happened before. Can it happen again? It didn’t work out before, Will it work out now? I wasn’t ready then, But am I ready now? ...

Sleeping Angel Dedicated to Arlene H. Rist, my mother. When you were awake You were as lively As a waterfall. Your laughs were as Good as the sound of gold ...