Those Who Don't
*Was tired. Random.* Poor Isabelle. I almost feel sorry for her, except I don't. She always was a lying, two-faced, backstabber. Poor Isabelle. I think I do feel sorry for her, just a little bit.
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*Was tired. Random.* Poor Isabelle. I almost feel sorry for her, except I don't. She always was a lying, two-faced, backstabber. Poor Isabelle. I think I do feel sorry for her, just a little bit.
It's that feeling you get when no words come out, When all you want is to forget that you even tried, The palm of your hands sweat and you start to jitter, When yet again you know that you're still...
Silence, Not a word, Muted, Disturbed, Spoken words, Vanished, No trace, Of language, In place, Atmosphere, Says it all, No words, Needed, Message, Heeded, Anger, Radiates, Like...
My cars nose had not seen the ground of the road where we last spoke. He wanted much less to do with me than I, him. I wanted his familiar world to crash into mine.
The dead tree stood out against the silver moon. It was almost full. In the centre of the tree she was thinking, making her remember. She was unaware of anything other than her thoughts.
Chapter 4. HEATH POV: SHIT. What have I done?!. She's knocked out. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I looked at the guy who opened the toilet door... Who the fuck is he. He lent down and looked at Rose.
You guys are really liking Kai right now so I've done a full chapter in his POV!. Enjoy. •Chapter 17 - Exactly• •Kai• I should say something. Just to warn her. I can't see that again.
The feeling was inexplicable. Truly inexplicable. So much so that I couldn’t get my own head round it, couldn’t understand it myself.
Chapter One The Other Side Of Her "Yeah okay I'll see you later then" said Ginger. She was just done talking to her best friend Rebekah. She was acting strange lately and Ginger wondered why.
Black, white and mute we wander, through these… empty alleyways and corridors. White Light strikes us blind, when these eyes meet, our silence donned with firm underscores.
A bush chase My feet were sore and my legs were burnt; as we lagged along and my stomach churned. A howl echoed through the dusty planes; And it made me stop and pull the reins.
Feelings of hate and rage Directed all at you I wish you weren't such a dickhead.
Standing in my garden The rain is coming down Wow, it is freezing.
His feet padded against the sparkling snow. His coal eyes were locked onto her. The air around her appealed to him, the smell brought him closer, and he licked his lips.
Heart flutters, pace quickens Lips pursed, breath thickens Light on you, almost blinding Brain scurries, picking, finding, 'Spill it, we know it. You killed the man. 'Admit it. You shot him.
I don't like liars in fact I detest them,. Not just little white lies but huge like an elephant,. White lies I understand to a certain extent,. But deception and manipulation is not an intent,.
Lewis P.O.V.
You see me, You hate. You hurt me, You slate. I see you, I growl. I pinch you, I foul. You rate me, You judge. You forever, Hold a grudge. I observe you, Unkind. I whisper, Knowing you mind.
I awake slowly, knowing that today would be the day I see my best friend yet again. A light stretch and I'm out of bed.
Like a moth to the flame She plays at your game Constantly searching for the glory and the fame Never acknowledging that you like to maim.
With your fingers. So warm and touching. With your hands. So tightly clutching. You keep me close. For hours all told. Turning me on. With my button you hold. It all goes well. Until you lose control.
Forest green eyes look into pitch black. The two sets regard each other, trying to register and interpret each minute change.
So close to my finger tips can't quite touch it, Frustration Pain Insane longing to have you in my domain.
She looked at me smiling. Showing her perfect teeth, And flaunting her perfect lips. Looking completely at ease while he hugged her. She wrapped her arms around his neck.