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The NIght

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I love or I like chapter 7

I read this letter again. I knewit was from Garrett. I wondered how fast he was. For a moment I believe him but then I reminded myself about Dahvie's mind. He's always true to himself. I decided to believe him. "Jayy? What's up?" I heared Dahvie's voice. "Nothing but I want to talk with you" I felt Dahvie's hands around my chest. "Ok... I'll tell you everything what you want" He was crying. His tears were running down his face. "Don't cry, please" I wanted to ask him about the movie but I couldn't stand Dahvie's tears. "What if I'll ask you about marriage?" I asked. "I would agree" Dahvie smiled. I smiled too. "I love you Jayy". "I love

I Love or I Like

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Literature

No fear part 2

I woke up. I felt Aki hugging me. "Good morning, Lintu" he said smiling. "Hello" I smiled back. "You look pale" I said "I don't know anything about vampires but I think that you need to drink". "Yeah... maybe... I'm not hungry" Aki lied. "I see you're lying. Tell me the truth". "I didn't drink for more than week 'cause of ... of... my..." He couldn't finish 'cause I sat nearer to him and showed him my neck... I said "Bite me. You need it" I didn't think about aftermaths. Aki looked on my neck, he was realy hungry. "I don't want you to suffer, so please drink". "Thank you" Aki said and bit my neck slowly. It was hurting realy bad. I felt like

Fan Fiction

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Dahvie Love

Blood On The Dance Floor

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Joshua

Boys

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BTIKM

Adommy

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Angel Eyes

Portrets

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Tohru x Natsuno

Other

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Heart-rose

Dark

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Knives and Pens

BVB

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Lauri

Lauri Ylonen

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Sadness

Chibi

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Literature

Stuck outside

My room is like the open door. So, I can go out from my cage. I can be a rockstar or a vampire, a werewolf or other stranger. When I go out of my dreams I feel empty like there wasn't heart in my chest. I can't be happy or even mad. JUST EMPTY! The world is like cage or preason, where I am stuck.

Poem Wiersze

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