Comments | my_last_affair: Thought:

my_last_affair

Thought:

Feb 26, 2006 15:39

Murder she wrote. And Murder she was. And there it sat-- the word, the being, the eptiome of... something-- But, after an atomic pause, she stopped and looked at the word. She crossed it out.

Murder

Suicide she wrote. And Suicide she was.
Not in the sense of taking her life-- but certainly in some romantic dimension.
Falling suicide... falling love ( Read more... )

Comments 16

evilpinkmonkey February 28 2006, 01:52:37 UTC

Very thoughtful and very unique. It's well-written and expressive but it doesn't feel forced. I love the part about the "soul-colored bits." Great image.

my_last_affair February 28 2006, 21:41:54 UTC

thank you-- it seemed to fit nicely. mostly. sort of.

jaida_is_a_jedi March 2 2006, 22:14:56 UTC

So I've read this about 2 and a half million times and let me say i'm love with your writing :)

my_last_affair March 6 2006, 01:22:34 UTC

And I'm in love with your flattery. Let's never stop!

ham645 March 5 2006, 01:04:52 UTC

I really like the way you write.
Even if that doesn't complete sense to me, hah.

my_last_affair March 6 2006, 01:22:59 UTC

If it DID make complete sense-- warning sign. Not a good thing. haha. Thanks!