Poem: Fleeting From The Heart
Tears run down my face, love's ruining grace. Pain keeps on swelling, my heart is used to its dwelling. It'll be relieved soon... I can't always have this doom...
Ryan Onyx: The Transition
Blood splattered everywhere around the intruding object. The hot, poking, malicious rod that tortured was coated in it, as it continued to assault its victim. The victim was a young wolfess, complete with fur that was a wonderful bright pink, and a...
Loveless.
I look around me, online to see People with happiness, love, and glee. I wish I could find someone like that, For me. I look inside, at my face, at my voice "Sexy" is the girls' word of choice, I look at it and sigh... And then I cry. I...
A Short Essay on the Furry Culture
What does it mean to be in the furry culture? Why are people in it? What is the gain, the reasons for it? Why do people become furries? This is a question that many people have, including fellow furs themselves. Many people simply believe that...
A Christmas Gift
It was Christmas Morning.... Well, nearly afternoon. She was tired, and she rubbed her eyes as she woke up... Stretching and yawning, her orange muscular frame started to wake, as the sunlight pierced in through the window, and broke through into room....
Just Another Poem :)
You were never real. Never were and never will be. But for today, I'll sit real still, and close my eyes. If I shut them tight enough, I can see you there. I can remember you clearly, and I can smile. I can love again. If I open my eyes, a single...