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  • Ultimate revenge poem...what do you think...HONESTLY?

    She’s driving to her house

    I’m riding round aimless

    End up on the highway

    Lost hearted, gone saneness

    A flash, and a glint

    Catches my eye

    Bounced off of her car

    Going to pass right by

    A spark ignited

    Some cables snapped

    My foot hit’s the gas pedal

    My plans have been mapped

    Fire burning in my eyes

    I surge to high speed

    She doesn’t even realize it

    Just switching a CD

    In a quick spiking movement

    I swerve past the yellow

    My pulse is racing

    But my soul’s surprisingly mellow

    She catches my car’s glare

    And looks up in surprise

    With a wave and a flip off

    I face down her demise.

    I look up towards the sky

    And whisper a final prayer

    Saying sorry, I love you

    But life isn’t fair

    One love after another

    She stole from their beings

    Never caring in return

    Just basking in their feelings

    So I’m making her go away now

    Before she can ruin another

    I’m breaking all of her bones

    Before taking her next lover

    This passes through mind

    In a matter of seconds

    I come back to reality

    As forthcoming death beckons

    She’s yet to analyze

    What’s going to become

    Too stunned to move

    Too scared to run

    At first a little rumble

    Then a full on crash

    Our destinys intertwine

    As our two cars smash

    Her head hit’s the windshield

    Her arm amputated by the door

    Glass showers the pavement

    Her legs pinned to the floor

    No human sounds to be heard

    Her face frozen in a scream

    Her body strewn across the road

    Remiscent of a horrible dream

    At this point in time

    I’m still strapped in my seat

    A small laceration above my eye

    A little pain in my feet

    A sick smile creeps upon my face

    And I know I’ve finally won

    I look out upon my work

    But… oh what have I done?!

    I climb out of my car

    Look over my puzzle

    Pick up one of the pieces

    And try to hold her and nuzzle

    There’s no returning embrace

    No shiver inducing smile

    I’ve murdered my enemy

    An ignorant, misguided child

    I place her arm on the tar

    And walk into some shade

    Lay my head on the grass

    Will this thing to fade

    I wait and I listen

    For sirens to draw near

    Only silence, stillness

    My head beating in fear

    The ground pulses below me

    The trees shake without breeze

    I’m back upright fast

    And sinking back to my knees

    Sobbing for mercy

    I’m begging to above

    I’m sorry I’d ever felt that way

    A murderous kind of love

    I’m falling through time now,

    Seeing her face in front of me

    One prominent emotion

    An infinite misery

    Falling faster and faster

    Deeper into pitch black

    Being pulled now, dragged

    Revolving somewhere back

    Still seeing her face in front of me

    I peer into those eyes

    Recognize something different

    Something I truly dispise

    I realize now

    That I’m staring into a mirror

    The face I see is my own

    My disturbing self becoming clearer

    My legs are asleep

    And my arm kinda sore

    My head feels like death

    I guess I’m the whore

    I guess I should finish

    What my dreams had started

    I head to my bathroom

    My veins ready to be parted

    I grab onto the razor

    Put my arm on the sink

    Stare down on my pale skin

    My tears starting to ink

    They are coming much stronger now

    Blurring my vision

    I look back to the car crash

    Then back to my pre-incision

    I drop the razor

    Down near the drain

    Time to man up

    And face down my pain

    Please give me your opinions....can't fix if I don't know whats wrong with it. Thanks so much :)

    6 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Dermal anchor/ single point piercing...scar badly??

    I'm looking into getting a dermal anchor/ single point piercing right in the middle of my collar bones. BUT how bad is scarring once I want to remove it?????? HELP!

    2 AnswersOther - Skin & Body1 decade ago
  • Very morbid poem. If you can handle it, what do you think? Please don't be offended, I warned you :)?

    She had ALWAYS loved

    Swinging in the breeze,

    A quaint little wooden swing

    Just hanging in the trees.

    Such great heights were reached,

    Her feet kicking in the air,

    The sun playing upon her skin,

    The wind dancing in her hair.

    Days were spent full of glee,

    Upon that little seat.

    Years came and went,

    Cold winters and summer heat.

    She'd always return there,

    To her throne in the shade.

    All of her problems disapear,

    With past memories she had made.

    One day she came home,

    A particular hole in her heart,

    She ran to her swing,

    Ready for the healing to start.

    Low and behold,

    She sat down on her seat,

    A few seconds later,

    She was peering up at her feet.

    Pointed to the sky,

    Extending far and beyond,

    The sun met the hills,

    The rays showing their bond.

    A few deep breaths

    She felt calm and collected,

    Her swing gave her confidence,

    Her fears now neglected.

    Another day,

    She strode away from her chair,

    Knowing that her place,

    Would always be there.

    A few months later,

    While the stars lit the sky,

    She came home crying,

    Wanting only to die.

    She ran to her swing,

    Hoping to heal,

    But the ropes were frayed and broken,

    And her pain unbashedly real.

    She cryed out as she saw

    He wooden thrown on the ground.

    Broken and beaten,

    No savior to be found.

    Defeated and hopeless,

    She grabbed one of the ropes,

    Made a sad little loop,

    And slipped it over her throat.

    Just as she had

    So many times before,

    She swung in the breeze,

    Her toes scraping the floor.

    A draft hung in her hair,

    And stars illuminated her flight,

    Only her kicking was brief,

    In her final great height.

    9 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Ab workout that will actually produce results!?

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    5 AnswersDiet & Fitness1 decade ago
  • Lipid Biochemistry properties! HELP! Need a chart, or something...?

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    1 AnswerBiology1 decade ago
  • can girls break dance and stunt?

    I understand that dancing is obviously possible, but i mean like, the stunts, the crazy head stands/ spins and body control movements. I never see girls/ women doing them but I would LOVE to learn to, and I think I'm strong enough. What is the best way to go upon learning how? Help :) thanks.

    9 AnswersDancing1 decade ago
  • Opinions on my poems...I want your feelings and critisisms to improve them. Thanks! :)?

    1.)Picture perfect smile

    The product of braces

    Bright, dancing eyes

    Stands out among faces

    Perfect little portrait

    A top rate design

    Ivy league undergrad

    Full ride aligned

    She packs up her bags

    Kisses her mother goodbye

    Ready for her new world

    Who knew her plan was to die?

    Deep within those dancing eyes

    A sad tale was to be told

    Unhappiness and tears abound

    A heart that had been sold

    Not ready to wake again

    Greet the fall sun with her smile

    She prepared her remaining notes

    And picked out her final mile

    The time had arrived

    It felt so soon

    Yet she pressed the peddle to the floor

    And drove off to her doom

    A sad old tree

    Off the side of the road

    Would be her final resting place

    The pavement baring her load

    That picture perfect smile

    And those pretty little teeth

    Lay broken on the pavement

    Her blood lay beneath

    Those dancing, live eyes

    Now cold and glazed

    Bloodshot and frozen

    But fully unfazed

    With a final goodbye

    And her hair billowing in the breeze

    The car smashed into the trunk

    Her body waiting to appease

    Her head hit the glass

    A sickening sound

    Tossed from her vehicle

    Her body met ground

    She was gone before they found her

    Her soul dead for years

    Her blood had stopped its flowing

    Yet still falling were her tears

    2.)

    The trees sway,

    Their branches sorrowfully calling,

    Begging, baying, to the cool breeze

    To lift their mourning spirits.

    A chaotic quiet,

    A silence filled with the breathing air

    And the gentle, trickling wave

    Of the endless, hopingly eternal, fields of grass.

    And then there’s the moon,

    The face of a blissful child, an intriguing siren,

    Calling, singing, suggesting your presence

    In its ever-glowing gaze.

    This forlorn fiasco of a night,

    Speaking my name in utter loneliness,

    Beseeching me to ponder in its warm embrace,

    And feel comforted in its hypnotic rhythm.

    3.)

    Hopeless words,

    A fate-less meeting

    A kind smile

    A brief exchange

    Perchance I see you again

    Perchance we exchange a glance

    We’ll meet again, we swear

    Keep in touch, we’ll say

    A worthless discussion

    As we both know

    I won’t see you again…

    Perhaps another chance run-in

    I’ll elude a similar compromise,

    Devote a wave goodbye

    And forget the promise

    Of another day.

    Yet pained across my face,

    And deep within my eyes,

    Are those lonely, tired words,

    I miss you.

    4.)

    These tears, they fall through

    What could have been memories

    Of me and you.

    I wake up numb and alone,

    Your arms around someone else’s waist

    And I am cold.

    All I can sense is the pieces of my heart

    Slowly, painfully, crumbling and hemorrhaging

    Into my body, and flowing out of my soul.

    Dead to myself, just drifting through the days.

    .....What do you think?? Any good? Any bad? What can I improve? I'd like to submit these to be published maybe someday, but I can't judge for myself if they are good enough and what needs to be fixed. I posted one of them yesterday, but I just wanted more feedback. Thanks, loves :)

    2 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Opinion on 2 poems...WARNING...one IS a bit disturbing, but I still want your opinion if you're not offended ?

    Picture perfect smile

    The product of braces

    Bright, dancing eyes

    Stands out among faces

    Perfect little portrait

    A top rate design

    Ivy league undergrad

    Full ride aligned

    She packs up her bags

    Kisses her mother goodbye

    Ready for her new world

    Who knew her plan was to die?

    Deep within those dancing eyes

    A sad tale was to be told

    Unhappiness and tears abound

    A heart that had been sold

    Not ready to wake again

    Greet the fall sun with her smile

    She prepared her remaining notes

    And picked out her final mile

    The time had arrived

    It felt so soon

    Yet she pressed the peddle to the floor

    And drove off to her doom

    A sad old tree

    Off the side of the road

    Would be her final resting place

    The pavement baring her load

    That picture perfect smile

    And those pretty little teeth

    Lay broken on the pavement

    Her blood lay beneath

    Those dancing, live eyes

    Now cold and glazed

    Bloodshot and frozen

    But fully unfazed

    With a final goodbye

    And her hair billowing in the breeze

    The car smashed into the trunk

    Her body waiting to appease

    Her head hit the glass

    A sickening sound

    Tossed from her vehicle

    Her body met ground

    She was gone before they found her

    Her soul dead for years

    Her blood had stopped its flowing

    Yet still falling were her tears

    second one:

    he gets to me completely

    Infests my mind, my feelings

    Runs deep in my veins and soul

    Breaks me down,

    Holds me up

    Makes my head spin and

    My mind contour

    Hours pass and I still can smell him on my skin

    Taste him on my lips and tongue

    His whisper and his embrace

    Makes me want more

    I’m addicted, a slave to this feeling

    A whore to this lust

    And an accomplice in this crime

    Something new, this passion

    Yet something terribly old

    Wanting him for so long

    Getting it now, yet not getting it nearly enough.

    Lying in each other’s arms

    The buckle of each other’s warmth and grasp

    The sweetness of each moment

    And the ultimate bitterness of parting

    Still reeling from the yearning

    Still hoping for his return

    I’m not satisfied yet.

    ...ANY critisism is a help. Thanks, loves :)

    6 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Brunette wants to go blonde with MINIMAL damage...?

    I am a natural brunette, and have been my whole life. I occasionally will get my hair dyed with semi-permanent dye just to brighten and warm my natural hair color by professionals. I would REALLY like to try to go blonde in an effort to do something very different. I've had short hair, very long hair (as it is now) and perms (when younger). My hair grows crazy fast. It is really healthy, though, and I work hard to keep it that way (frequent hair trims, only dyes every few months etc.) What is the best way to go blonde and not completely damage my hair or make it look orange or some other haggard color? I DEF. will go to a stylist, but I just want some opinions first, if its even a possibility to do this. Thanks :)

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  • Looking for children's book...Tabitha take a bath or bathtime for tabitha? Can't remember title and author?

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    2 AnswersBooks & Authors1 decade ago
  • I need some jams!!! 10points to best answer!?

    I need some good music to get pumped up with and dance around to....Rap, R&B, techno, clubbin stuff...ANYTHING...i just need some music!! it can be anything, the more, the better and best gets 10pts!!!!

    10 AnswersRap and Hip-Hop1 decade ago
  • I can't find this song ANYWHERE! what is it??!?!?!?!?

    it goes SOMETHING like this...

    Nothing feels right

    Since you've gone

    I stay up all night

    To kiss the dawn

    And I can't stand the light

    Cuz it reminds me of you

    Everythings wrong

    Perfectly broken

    I don't know how long

    I've been smokin

    I'm singing this song

    with the hope that you'll hear

    Everything in my life has turnin upside down

    and i can't help wondering where you are...

    ......dont know what he says.......

    when all i need is you

    (it goes on, but hopefully this should be enough, if not, let me know)

    I hope someone can help me!!! thanks!!!!!!

    2 AnswersOther - Music1 decade ago
  • URGENT! What are the biovars of Yersinia pestis and the importance in understanding the history of the plague?

    the biovars are antiqua, medievalis and orientalis but please why are biovars important in the evolution and history of the plague??? THANKSSSS

    1 AnswerInfectious Diseases1 decade ago
  • Cirque du Soleil makeup...TECHNIQUES!?

    For my theater makeup class in college, I have been fasinated by the Cirque du Soleil makeup, colors and consistancy of the brilliance on each actors face. Does anyone know (maybe a makeup artist with experience) if this is airbrushed, or grease paint or what kind of make up this is? Do the actors apply it themselves (i would imagine this to be so due to the high density of people involved in the show)?...please, any information on this would be really appreciated to satisfy my curiousity! Thanks!!

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  • Open-side flanker position help...?

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  • On tackling...experienced ruggers only answers only, please!!!!?

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    1 AnswerMaintenance & Repairs1 decade ago
  • How can I hide a lip piercing??????

    Ok, look....here's the story. I am 20 years old. I am in college not living at home (I'm away for 2-3 monthes at a time). I have wanted my lip pierced since I was 16 years old (long enough to know that it's not just a phase, it's something I really do want). My mom is not rational about it at all and the only reason she can give me for not wanting me to get it is that she thinks it looks ugly. I realize that once I am done with school, I will take it out but right now, it is harmless. Is there a way to hide this for the short periods of time that I am home? I know I'm a fast healer from my ears (I have my conch, ruck and tragus pierced). I need a way that it would barely be visible...or the time that it would take for it to heal, as though I can go without wearing it for hours or so at a time....PLEASE help me. Telling me it's ugly won't discourage me. What may be ugly to you is beautiful to me. Thanks.

    7 AnswersOther - Skin & Body1 decade ago
  • What do you think of my two poems HONESTLY, I need opinions?

    These are not rhyming. They are much more free flowing, please let me know what you think and thanks for reading :)

    Poem 1:The trees sway,

    Their branches sorrowfully calling,

    Begging, baying, to the cool breeze

    To lift their mourning spirits.

    A chaotic quiet,

    A silence filled with the breathing air

    And the gentle, trickling wave

    Of the endless, hopingly eternal, fields of grass.

    And then there’s the moon,

    The face of a blissful child, an intriguing siren,

    Calling, singing, suggesting your presence

    In its ever-glowing gaze.

    This forlorn fiasco of a night,

    Speaking my name in utter loneliness,

    Beseeching me to ponder in its warm embrace,

    And feel comforted in its hypnotic rhythm.

    3 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
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    7 AnswersRugby1 decade ago