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I knew your type. I've seen your game. The kind that cannot. Will not be tamed. Not interested. In what your selling. Hear to the truth. Not what your telling. I see through you. Your shallow ploy.
I often ask my clients: What is the worst that might happen . What to people regret the most; The chances they didn't grab or the things they actually did .
I could see your reflection in the surface of the mirror-lake, I stood stone still not to scare you, mostly for my sake. I didn't want you to be frightened, or angry as you might.
"Darling what's for breakfast" . "Why my dear its sloppy" . "Oh how lovely darling" . . "Darling what's for breakfast" . "Why my dear its poppy" . "Oh how lovely darling" . .
The damage is done And your heart is a mess. Your feelings distorted, And you won't confess. It's never straight-forward And you're never to blame. You always have an answer And it's always the same.
Who likes dancing. Me.
'I'm going to bed' actually means, 'I'm going to lay on my bed and be on my phone for a hour or so'..
This is aimed mainly at newcomers - it's not a criticism , merely a request. Could you please give some indication of your gender and age.
I haven't really gotten any responses about whether I should continue with Dark Figures or make a sequel of 11:11.
#Sundayrepost. Prickly spikes. You avoid little tykes. By defending yourself. Protecting your health. You curl up small. Into a tiny ball. And hide away. For months and a day. When you awake.
Naughty By Nature Always Up For A Laugh That I'd Do Anything For Anyone Always Smiling Even When Im Sad Loves Her Family Dearly I hate Two Faced People Even Love Spiders!.
I don't see a fucking point in this anymore. In 'living,' or whatever this is classified as. I cannot do this. I cant i cant i cant i cant i cant. I can't talk to you anymore.
How can I tell you that you are for me. How can I tell you that your my key. My heart belongs to you even though you don't know. I really like you even if I don't let it show..
I feel like a stone in a river. Left alone and ignored. I feel like a white crayon. Passed by and never used. I feel all alone, like no one wants be around. I feel like I'm not not good enough.
I can't wait to touch your skin Feel every inch of your body Hearing your heart rate accelerate For me Yelling your name Inside me We're one.
#puresilly Evil Dr. Full pint is a nasty rapscallion he'll plunder your casks and tap your best galleon But Beer Bonds on hand to stave off this thief He'll save the day then light up a spleef!.
1-plop in sprouts in water 2-mix it up 3-mix it Evan more 4-mix it Evan more than that 5-mix it Evan more until sprouts go soggy 6-add a loving room full of suger if your cooking pot isn't big...
Hi guys as you may know I'm doing a lot of poems lately so I'm going to do short stories FICTION RECIPES SO DO NOT REALLY DO THEM.
Bringing back a primitive nature, vertical stature, no more anger. An immaculate reflection of ever greater elation, no more hurtful misconception.
Advice of the day: when your posting your 200th Opuss, don't put it as 'advice of the day'..
Nyx walked back over to Aphrodite. Aphrodite slowly lifted her her head. "Nyx. W-what happened to you?" She asked, a bit freaked out. " Never mind that. What happened to you?" Nyx inquired.
So many ideas, I'm bursting at the seams. My head is about to explode. So many ideas and so little time. What to write. What to write. Concentrate. Concentrate. CONCENTRATE!!. I just can't decide.
I was an angel of brilliance, Who dropped onto Earth. Forced to smile at pain, And burn each drop of rain. But somehow, a Guardian Angel found me, Secured, She flew with me.