Okay, I'm looking at the fucking menu, and I hate the slyness of an online world; the cheapness of it. A smile or a wink is as innocent or as horrible as anyone could imagine, and words or symbols are often questioned. Lacking the undertone and response time of a normal conversation, words become perverse with a side of meaningless. I put my ( Read more... )

His heart doesn't beat for you.

The girl winced, tightening herself into fetal position.

It beats for someone he gave it to long ago.

"No it doesn't," she whispered.

But it does. His heart never beat for you.

The girl's eyes grew wide. "But what do I do?"

Choose her or choose you.She nodded, pulling herself into an upright position, her ( Read more... )

The sun was already making its way back down when she finally woke up. She didn't actually require sleep, but it made her feel a bit more human. Besides, it was preferable to staring at a wall for eight hours ( Read more... )

Mickey was destined for greatness. You could say he was raised for his purpose, but that would be an obvious statement. If you determined your own purpose then it is directly proportional as to the environment you surrounded yourself with as you grew up. So it was a circular sort of explanation... After all, if you were not yourself, your ( Read more... )

Two girls walking around at night brought enough attention. The fact that one of them was near perfection, and the other was almost completely real, brought even more attention. This was both good and bad. Most of the people whose gaze they claimed were night freaks. The kind of people you didn't want to really come in contact with. And that ( Read more... )

You'd think they'd put a tracker on something so... expensive ( Read more... )

So yeah, like... well lets say you're in this place. Right? And you don't know what's going on. Wait, no. You're in this ROOM. And you know you aren't supposed to be there. There's a switch in your hand. You have no idea what you're doing with it, but you're almost positive it won't cause anything relatively good to happen. But you know ( Read more... )

It sure was something, she thought. To know that you are not real, but to feel things in a real way. The ultimate tragedy... born directly into hell. She did not choose her path, she was simply made. She felt however, that many humans may feel the same way. No one asked to be here. But unlike everyone else, who was trying to change, who ( Read more... )

Everyone remained fixated on the beauty above them as she held on to the pole and effortlessly, yet seductively, held herself above them by only her legs. Her arms were outstretched behind her, and her eyes closed as she slid down to the floor. She watched as various hands slid up from underneath the table, money in hand ( Read more... )

All sorts of noise. Music. Noise. Over time music became noise. There is no reason to differentiate between the two... to pick at detail. No time at all ( Read more... )