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Dear Ashley,
You are amazing, and I love you.
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Just an Idea.
Bodies were grinding against each other the moment I walked through the door. The smell of sex and sweat assualted the senses, causing a need to escape, to abandon this crazy idea. Shuffling through the crowds, I searched for my prey. The hunt was on, and I could taste his blood in my mouth ( Read more... ) -
Dear Ashley,
How is it possible to be comfortable in my own skin, when the people I wish to trust in me do not. The moment they install their trust in me, then maybe I'll become comfortable in my own skin, but I have a feeling, that she'll move out before she trusts me to do anything any more. I suppose that's just how it's going to be for a long while, because ( Read more... ) -
I hide and feel safe...
Disappointment rang clear in the words she left unspoken, a sadness so deep in those chocolate eyes, they's make you wish you were better, wish you were different. I suppose there isn't much you can do to change the way people see you. One moment in your life can change the way you are treated, and can expose you to the harm no one would ever ( Read more... ) -
Tonight's Prom
And I have an inkling that it won't be too much fun. Dances are always attracting drama, unneccessary drama. Nathan is coming over to my house to get ready and to eat dinner with me. Steaks, Potatoes and Salads with a oreo pie desert. Who knows maybe the food will turn out alright. Um, what else. I was supposed to clean up downstairs, and I did. I ( Read more... ) -
How I've been...
Closed off and afraid, that's all I know right now. I'm afraid of the friends I'm losing because I'm not willing to put myself on the line again. I was placed on the line with Ashley Q, Kevin, Chelsea B, April, just too many people who have hurt me in the past wek or so. People tell me to not let it bother me, but how can I when they know a lot of ( Read more... ) -
Jackie Blue
ooh-hoo, jackie blue ( Read more... ) -
So
The cursor on my screen 9is going insane, I have a research paper to write for Friday and I hate my school. How very teenage of myself. loling. I have reasons to not like my school, but if I start I'll get angry, so i'll save that for another day. Maybe my grades are doing better. Let me go check. Hello STIHOME, maybe you'll be in favor of me ( Read more... ) -
Janus
They called him Janus. He always tortured his victims, slowly and shamelessly. You could always tell the body you found was his victim; the smell of burnt flesh and hair invading your seneses. He would leave music playing, blaring into the walls for a neighbor to call and complain to the police. It was the only way for the bodies to be found; ( Read more... ) -
It hurts
Feeling like I don't have anyone to tell,
That there isn't a friend who would care to listen.