hissing metal and your kiss ten minutes away

angelina is staring ( Read more... )

who shows that one ( Read more... )

he is lulling about on the table top. i am, sitting, crosslegged, at the computer screen.
nothing can be achieved.
chop chop.

a blah blah blah ( Read more... )

reading over what i have written makes me more upset than i was before. i dont sound like me anymore. oh. how it goes on and on and on.
shivering. i wait for the smash; it doesnt occur. shit.
if i dont leave now, none of it was ever worth the effort. but if i do, it doesnt change a thing.

there was a rip in his jacket right at the shoulder. he wasn't wearing anything beneath it. the other could see his pinkish flesh bump in the shrill air. did you know he asked pointing. yes said the jacket, and his eyes were green that day. but it isn't what matters right now. they were sitting on the bridge with cigarettes in their hands, not lit ( Read more... )

your hatred stares ( Read more... )

she walked from palafox, crossing the front window of the book store that used to the neighbor of havens house. do you remember that store ( Read more... )

infiltrate ( Read more... )