Welcome to where the Crazy people write!|
[Most Recent Entries]
Below are the 11 most recent journal entries recorded in
|Thursday, July 12th, 2007|
|My Lyric Table
Current Mood: excited
|001.||Now I'm strong and I won't kneel (except to thank who's watching over me)
||002.||He's got no one to talk to and tears rolling down his face
||003.||Somewhere just beyond my reach, someone's reaching back for
||004.||Once upon a time I was falling in love, now I'm only falling apar
||005.||I know you just don't care
|006.||I must've dreamed a million dreams, been haunted by a million screams
||007.||I don't know if I can face it again
||008.||I'm trying to find my way back home
||009.||You broke your children for life
||010.||I remember the days you were a hero in my eyes
|011.||You can close your eyes, it's all right
||012.||You broke the boy in me, but you won't break the man
||013.||Surrounded by a million people I still feel all alone
||014.||You're just a child with a temper
||015.||I was born the day you kissed me; I died inside the night you left me
|016.||I'm nobody that you ever wanna be
||017.||Drowning deep in my sea of loathing Broken your servant I kneel
||018.||...you're a reject And you're no one And you're nothing
Little impotent one
|019.||Cold hearted orb that rules the night
||020.||The hurt doesn't show; but the pain still grows
It's no stranger to you or me
|021.||So you can wipe off the grin, I know where you've been
||022.||Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots, and ruined your black tie affair
||023.||He's headin' back from somewhere That he never should have been
||024.||We go dancing nightly in the attic While the moon is rising in the sky
||025.||Every damn time I walk through that door, its the same damn thing
That bitch bends over, and I forget my name - ow!
|026.||Everybody knew you used me, but I was just too blind to see
||027.||You taped our sexy conversations and you sold em to the BBC
||028.||When I'm in your chains It's understood
||029.||I'm out the back door just before midnight, I push the pedal to the floor---I run away
||030.||And I didn't need to see his face...
Cause I saw yours, I saw red and then I closed the door
|031.||Ya know I might be young but I'm not naive, ya see
||032.||But I Guess I Was Wrong
||033.||I can't get used to missing you
||034.||Left by my father with only this scar on my face
||035.||And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain --
|036.||Met my old lover in the grocery store, The snow was falling Christmas eve
||037.||To sail on a dream on a crystal clear ocean
||038.||Shape shift nose to the wind Shape shift feeling Ive been
Move swift all senses clean
|039.||I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
|040.||Where can you run to escape from yourself?
|041.||I'm just a notch in your bedpost but you're just a line in a song
||042.||Don't scream anymore, my love, cause all I want is you
||043.||I'm going to the place where love and feeling good don't ever cost a thing
||044.||I don't want to know the lover at my door is just another heartache on my list
||045.||How you turn my world, you precious thing, I move the stars for no one. Everything I've done I've done for you
|046.||We're much too young and life's so big
||047.||Wish for me, I'll come running to save you
||048.||Whoever finds this, I love you! Whoever finds this, I need you!
I don't even have no one to talk to. So, whoever finds this, I love you!
|049.||Pour me a drink and I'll tell you some lies
||050.||After all these tears between us
|Thursday, September 28th, 2006|
|Fic: "It's a Kind of Magic" (BSB/HL Crossover, Rated R)
Title: It's a Kind of Magic
Fandom: Backstreet Boys
Characters: AJ McLean, Nick Carter, Kevin Richardson, and an OFC (a female Immortal)
Prompt: 001 Beginnings
Word Count: 877
Rating: R for pottymouths
Author's Notes: Written for the Fanfic100. I don't know the boys but I sure wish I did. This story is so totally not true. Written for fun only. On a recent episode of MTV's Cribs, we saw that AJ likes swords... it got me thinking *snickers*( It's a Kind of MagicCollapse ) Current Mood: content
|Saturday, July 1st, 2006|
| Title: Untitled
Rating: R for language
Challenge: Bayou challenged me to write a Kevin/AJ darkfic where AJ never went to rehab. I hope this works. It's about as dark as I can get without death being involved.
Disclaimer: Don't know them, have met them, doubt this ever happened. No harm intended, no money made.( challenge response behind the cutCollapse ) Current Mood: nervous
|Sunday, April 16th, 2006|
|Thursday, April 13th, 2006|
|Thursday, March 30th, 2006|
|Friday, March 10th, 2006|
|Popslash flash challenge #1: "First Time"
Fandom: Backstreet Boys
Pairing: Nick/Kevin (pre-slash)
Author's Notes/Disclaimer: Don't know them. Wish to hell I did lol... This was written for the Popslash Flashfic challenge "First Time". Hope you like it.( HomesickCollapse ) Current Mood: calm
|Sunday, February 26th, 2006|
|Fic: "Dead to Me" (R, AJ/Brian)
Title: Dead to Me
Author's Note: Not a pairing I write very much but I think it turned out okay. :-)
"YOU'RE DEAD TO ME!!"
AJ shuddered as the words echoed once again in his head.
"NO MORE, AJ! NO MORE! DO YOU HEAR ME?? YOU ARE DEAD TO ME!"
Pulling the covers over his head, he tried to block them out, tried to block out the raw emotion he could hear in Kevin's voice. He tried desperately to bury the pain welling up from his broken heart. How had it gotten so bad? Why couldn't Kevin just leave him alone?
Throwing the covers back, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and sat up. He cradled his head in his hands as the room swam... he needed a drink. A drink and a phone... yeah, that's it.
"You think I'm dead to you, motherfucker? Watch me now... I'm gonna be fucking Casper to you. I'm out of here. I QUIT!!" AJ yelled, ignoring the pounding in his head. "DO YOU HEAR ME, RICHARDSON! I'm GONE!"
He flipped the locks on the bedroom door, and jerked it open, heading for the minibar.
The soft voice, that slight southern inflection, freezes him where he stands halfway to his goal. He was so not ready to deal with this. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before turning to face Brian.
"Hey, Brian. You heard, I'm guessing."
Easing his way through the wreckage of the hotel room door, Brian moved closer to AJ, carefully keeping clear of his personal space. "I'm pretty sure we all heard, Aje." Reaching out, Brian rested his fingertips on AJ's crossed forearms. "You okay?"
Snorting, AJ shook his head. "What do you think? My *brother* just informed me I'm dead to him... I think I'm pretty much as far from okay as I can be and still be breathing. Fuck, I need a drink," and he turned back towards the bar.
Opening the door to the minibar, AJ lifted four of the small bottles and turned back to face Brian. He held out a bottle. "Care to join me?"
Brian shook his head and AJ shrugged. "That works... just means more for me." He twisted the cap off the first little bottle and raised it to his lips. He paused, watching Brian watch him. "What? You got any ultimatums for me? Lectures? Helpful words of advice? You wanna tell me I'm dead to you too?"
Again, Brian shook his head. "Nope... I figure you've heard all the lectures and ultimatums you can stand for the day. I just have three words for you, Aje."
"Oh yeah? What are they?" AJ lifted the bottle toward his lips.
"I love you."
AJ froze, the bottle near enough for him to smell the whiskey, but not to taste. He lowered the bottle again. "You... what?"
"I love you, Aje. I never stopped."
"But... you said... Brian... NO... NO NO NO... You don't get to do this to me, Brian. No more mindfucks, no more games, no more 'I love you but I hate what you're doing'... NO!" He started to lift the bottle again.
"AJ, I'm not gonna tell you to not drink that. It'd be pointless and a waste of what time we have. I will tell you that you're stronger than you think, and I love you and miss you." Brian moved closer and rested a hand on AJ's wrist, lowering the bottle once and for all. "I want you back... I want *us* back."
He looked intently into Brian's eyes, seeing the worry and compassion... and the love. AJ dropped the bottle to the floor, lifted his hand, touching it gently to Brian's cheek. He swallowed. "I... I can't do this, Brian... I'm scared... I'm so tired of being alone. I can't do this alone."
"You're not alone, Aje... We got your back... *I've* got your back... always." Brian opened his arms to AJ, wrapping them tightly around him, welcoming him home. Current Mood: contemplative
|Saturday, February 25th, 2006|
|Fic: "AJ's Little Ponies" (PG-13 Kevin/AJ)
Title: AJ's Little Ponies
Author's Notes: My dearest friend K *waves to my good luck charm* has given AJ a couple of "my little ponies" after being inspired by a comment he made on VH-1. I wrote this story for her. :-)
As the bus pulled out of the parking lot, AJ walked into his home away from home and flopped down on the bed face first. "Oof...Sorry, little fella." He reached into his hoody pocket and pulled out his second little pony. "Didn't mean to squish you... hmmmm but are you a fella? You're so cute and pink!" He giggled. "Great, now I'm trying to guess the sex of my little pink pony!"
Rolling over, he sat the little pony on the bed next to him and pulled his hoody and tshirt off in one motion. Next went the shoes, kicked off the edge of the bed. AJ rolled his head side to side, loosening up tight muscles. "Yeah, that's better." He picked up the pink pony, and scooted back on the bed. Propping a pillow up behind him, he picked up his little orange pony.
"I guess I better introduce you, too. Little orange pony, this is little pink pony. Little pink pony, this is little orange pony. Now I want you two to get along, okay? No fighting, no squabbling, no nothing. I know you don't want me to go *kevin* on your little furry butts."
"You know, I was his first little pony," said Little Orange Pony.
"Yes, but I'm his second... and I'm every bit as important to him as you, so there," Pink Pony replied with a toss of her mane.
"Now look, you two... play nice! This bed's only so big, and you're sharing it with me... so no fighting. I love you both, okay?" AJ asked them. He kissed them both on their noses.
Pink Pony giggled. "He's got nice kisses... and he's right, you know. We're both from the same herd... we can keep each other company when he's not here!"
"I suppose you're right," Orange Pony grudgingly admitted with a toss of his head. Then he laughed and said, "This is a big bed... lots of room to play!"
AJ scooted down until just his head was on the pillow and he sat the little ponies on his chest. "Well, you might have to play on the nightstand tonight... it could get a little crowded..."
"Aje, who are you talking to?" Kevin asked as he pushed the bedroom door open. He paused in the doorway, an easy grin spreading over his face.
AJ froze, one little pony in each hand, and absolutely no way to hide the fact that he was playing with them. He decided to brazen it out. It's what he's best at, anyway. "ummmm, I'm talking to my little ponies. Gotta make sure they get along," he shrugged and laughed a little. He lifted little Orange Pony up in front of his face, and blew a raspberry at Kevin.
Kevin stepped further into the room, his boxerbriefs snug on his hips as he toweled off the last drops of water from his shoulders. He dropped the towel into the laundry bag and then crawled across the bed until he was laying next to AJ. He reached out his hand, stroking the nearest pony with a fingertip. "They are pretty cute," he said, choking back a giggle. Leaning closer, he pressed a kiss to AJ's lips. "Then again, so are you."
AJ sat up, an indignant look on his face. "*I* am not cute." He stood, still holding one little pony in each hand. "*I* am sex on two legs and you know it!"
Kevin took in the whole picture: AJ, barechested, indignant/pouty look on his face, a little pony in each hand, talking about being sex on two legs, and he gave up the battle. He layed back on AJ's pillow and started laughing.
Trying to stay angry, AJ just glared at Kevin laughing on his bed. A grin started playing at the corners of his mouth, however, and it soon spilled over into full laughter. "Oh, stop it. It's not THAT funny."
Getting himself under control, more or less, Kevin sat up on the edge of the bed. "Aje, it really was that funny... but you know I love you." He pressed a kiss to AJ's lips, leaned back a little and said, "Now give me the ponies and go take your shower. I promise I'll take good care of them."
"You better... because they'll tell me if you're mean to them." AJ placed the ponies gently into Kevin's large hands, trying to keep a stern look on his face, and failing miserably.
Cradling the ponies in one hand, Kevin swatted AJ on the butt with the other. "Go!"
AJ grabbed clean underwear from his suitcase and paused in the doorway. He watched as Kevin stretched out across the bed and sat the ponies on his broad chest, petting them. "Ever the caretaker, aren't you," he said softly. "I love you, Kev."
Kevin grabbed a pillow from the bed and lobbed it at AJ, without dislodging the ponies. "GO!" he laughed.
AJ scooted out the door, his laughter drifting behind him. Current Mood: bouncy