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She Stands by ChokeCherry09 She Stands :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 3 Copper and Tide by ChokeCherry09 Copper and Tide :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 1 Battlefield by ChokeCherry09 Battlefield :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 0 Wheel me Around by ChokeCherry09 Wheel me Around :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 1 0 Millions of Peaches by ChokeCherry09 Millions of Peaches :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 2 4 Reflect by ChokeCherry09 Reflect :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 2 1 S.O.S. by ChokeCherry09 S.O.S. :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 0 Moonlight by ChokeCherry09 Moonlight :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 0 Pendulum by ChokeCherry09 Pendulum :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 1 0 Peek by ChokeCherry09 Peek :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 0
Literature
Untitled for now
He was perfect for her. Supporting, understanding, accepting. It sounds like something every guy should do for a girl, but if you knew her, you'd understand. To support her changing attitude was almost impossible, and to understand and accept her...well that WAS impossile. But he was different. He gave her the space she needed, listened to her crazy explainations for her selfish actions, and stuck with her through it all.
He spent four months following her lead- texting every day, hanging out only with the friends that had originally brought them together, cuddling and holding hands, but never pushing it. Never taking it too far, never making her uncomfortable. She drug him along, taking his selflessness for granted, and he played along. He spent four months hoping she'd finally be ready, waiting until the day she could handle taking it a step further.
But it just wasn't who she was. She wasn't the type who could be held down by a relationship. She was smart, ambitious, involved, commi
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Glorious by ChokeCherry09 Glorious :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 11
Literature
Pressure
Paperweights fall on light pillows,
billowing under radio nightmares-
Changed. Stressed. Corrupted.
Butterfly walls crash in eager eyes,
spitting coal from stolen diamonds-
Afraid. Evasive. Defensive.
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Frozen Wish by ChokeCherry09 Frozen Wish :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 2 Escape by ChokeCherry09 Escape :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 0 5 Forever by ChokeCherry09 Forever :iconchokecherry09:ChokeCherry09 1 3

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Literature
Snow-covered Thoughts
Bright white,
thick snow-covered trees
lined my drive home.
my thoughts wandered,
yet stayed in rhythm with
the left, right beat
of the windshield wipers.
left,
holidays with my family
have changed in the years,
right,
we've grown older,
we've grown apart,
left,
I've grown colder
with the change of weather,
right,
suddenly tears were falling,
left cheek, right cheek,
left,
provoked by the radio,
and the songs it played,
right,
which cuts out,
as we venture through the woods,
left,
just Mom and I,
right,
alone,
left,
except for the white snow,
right,
surrounding us,
left,
falling down to us,
right,
being wiped away,
left,
on the windshield,
right,
yet coating the trees,
left,
we leave behind,
right,
alone.
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Reflections of Autumn by Sugargrl14 Reflections of Autumn :iconsugargrl14:Sugargrl14 734 77 A Window to Souls by Sugargrl14 A Window to Souls :iconsugargrl14:Sugargrl14 5,354 409
Literature
Crashing
The world is crashing all around her. This tragedy won't be marked in bold black letters on the front page in the morning. But that's all she wanted--was to be noticed, to affect someone, to do something huge.
Another drink and maybe she could smile at these people and believe she liked them. Yet the cheap Landshark only dried her throat as she stumbled for words. Instead of witty lines, she produced a sour taste of apples and a distant lunch.
The floor felt uneven beneath her painted red toes as she struggled for the bathroom. Taking unnecessarily high footsteps down the hallway, she lost track of distance. The vodka tasted bad enough going down, she thought, but coming back up only gave her stomach more ammunition.
The world is crashing all around her as she gripped the loose carpet with her fingers and toes. She didn't want her only mark on this world be a stain the host can't explain to his parents.
Another drink out of her system, and she goes to the window for air. She crawls slo
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Kaleidoscope Reverie by alexiuss Kaleidoscope Reverie :iconalexiuss:alexiuss 22,483 1,048 The Sad Poem of a Dead Stair by x-horizon The Sad Poem of a Dead Stair :iconx-horizon:x-horizon 10,475 958 a day without rain by ssilence a day without rain :iconssilence:ssilence 14,576 1,769 .MISSING YOU. by evol1314 .MISSING YOU. :iconevol1314:evol1314 88,199 9,477 royal games by suzi9mm royal games :iconsuzi9mm:suzi9mm 19,066 2,258 Mirror by Royalshake Mirror :iconroyalshake:Royalshake 654 53 rebirth by saturdayx rebirth :iconsaturdayx:saturdayx 1,584 257 Grand View by thatswrite Grand View :iconthatswrite:thatswrite 4 4
Literature
Lying to Myself
I never thought I'd be afraid of myself.
I suddenly feel I've lost complete control.
I'm building these walls around me.
I don't need to save myself from you
and your forbidden love,
But I'm hiding from myself.
It's easier to lie when I don't know the truth.
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Literature
Bleeding on the Floor
Don't you see that I hang on every word you say?
A simple glance from you could kill me.
I never thought I'd feel this way.
Your eyes seem to entrance me.
I hate this longing, this suffering.
I need you now, and you've left me alone.
The 2 AM silence defeans my ears.
Yet I hear my tears; I hear my moan.
I hear you calling out to me, wanting me,
My eyes open and I see the knife wound.
I'm lying still here, bleeding on the floor.
It's your carpet honey, I'm leaving my mark.
You'll see me in your dreams, haunting you.
The sun won't rise in the morning; it's always dark.
But I'll be there with you, forever.
I'm lying still here, bleeding on the floor.
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Rain Dance 03 by fbuk Rain Dance 03 :iconfbuk:fbuk 3,013 163 Burning In Water by lowapproach Burning In Water :iconlowapproach:lowapproach 376 121

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ChokeCherry09
Abby
United States
Favourite genre of music: Alternative Punk / Folk / Acoustic
Personal Quote: "She was the girl who always carried a camera, trying to find beauty in a world so flawed.&quot
Interests
  • Listening to: Secondhand Serenade
  • Reading: between the lines.
  • Watching: every move.
  • Playing: games with my emotions.
  • Drinking: it all in.
I've learned lately that you can't ever expect anything. You can't expect things to happen, and you can't be surprised when other things happen. You think you know, but you can never be completely sure. There's never a time when you can metaphorically sit back, put your feet up, and stay there for more than a couple of seconds, because life likes to throw curveballs. Life likes to make you duck and weave and roll with whatever it happens to give you. It likes to surprise you and catch you off guard. It likes to make you question and wonder. You're never as sure as you think you are.

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b1gfan Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2008  Student Writer
:glomp: just for the heck of it my friend Abby:)
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thatswrite Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2008   Writer
I love Juan Lucas Garcia!
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thatswrite Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2008   Writer
I'm done adding stuff now calm down spazzy mcspazpants
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thatswrite Featured By Owner Mar 31, 2008   Writer
hahah because I was sitting around with nothing else better to do and I wanted to get all my old things up.

And I'm still not done. muahah.
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b1gfan Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2008  Student Writer
I'm seeing a lot of work with balance in your most recent images and poem...very nice explorations.
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ChokeCherry09 Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2008
Thanks. I'm one of those people who hates small talk and beating around the bush...so I really like how I've started to just say what I'm feeling and write the fragments of thoughts that I have without on the stupid little embellishments and BS that goes along with it.

It seems more raw. I like raw.
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b1gfan Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2008  Student Writer
Raw is...good...very very good. It beats cooked - any body can do cooked. That's for suckers.
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ChokeCherry09 Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2008
Hahahahahah
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