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I spend way too much time in my bed, I'm practically sleeping my life away. Got things to be doing instead, But it's so warm, sod it I think I'll stay.
Can women really have it all. Children, job, and still stand tall. Can we juggle all the balls and keep them in the air. Or we just stressing ourselves out, pulling our hair.
Ugh. I spent the whole morning in the shower, scrubbing off the lake water. It was quite amusing when all the suds turned green and oozed under the shower. Someone must of thought I was toxic.
"You hate me don't you?" I'm sitting at the cafe dinner table opposite Josh. In-between a massive chocolate sundae. Holly took Rosie and Luke for a shower so I'm alone, feeling guilty.
CHAPTER ONE - A Sparkly Mission "Hey Stephanie, where'd you put the flashlights. We are going to be late!" Grace began to look frantically around the room.
Very strong subject matter reader be warned.
When looking at lesbian culture I have established that there is an amazing undercurrent of judgmental views and opinions, yet 'we' as a whole, do not like to be judged.
"Every wind breezes, it's me nearing." I was in love with you at first sight. A new born babe, tender fur, closed eyes. I brought you to my house. I called you Snowy. You grew much too fast.
Writing prompt : The story must occur in the timeframe of exactly 6 minutes, and the 6 minutes must be part of the story somehow that it is 6 minutes. Any length. Must be a dead animal.
Nursie. Nursie. I'm feeling a little thirsty Come drain my blood My heads all muddled up I don't even know my name I can't remember who's at blame Can you control this pain.
My life was waiting, Time escaping, Walls were closing in, My light was wasting, Mind complacent, Fools were roving in. My frights were pacing, A mind so vacant, Rules were opposed within.
I heard this one ages ago. It was funny then but has time eroded its appeal.
CHAPTER 9 After sleeping a dreamless night, Temari stood facing Solind. What would her former self look like. Did she look young, old. Would her personality match hers.
~Chapter 2 Knock, knock, knock. The rapping on my sturdy door echoes through the room. It has been about four hours since Ray left. I got up from my cot. I advanced reluctantly towards to the door.
I ran out of the gaping door and saw the corner of a black truck speeding around the corner. I ran as fast as I could after it but I lost sight of it after it made a sharp turn towards the bay.
#nightdwellers#beginningline I was stood frozen, facing the old ornate mirror, and too scared to open my eyes.
Hello, I am Alexandra Hagan (pronounced hay-gan. Not hag-an). I love to write stories- lunar love, Biteless, dreaming angels, an angel in hell and beautiful love. Muse is my favourite band.
#nightdwellers Inspired by @RichWithey ;-) Reaching into the bottom of a mind altering bottle I'll find myself more reasons at full throttle Peeling back the surface of what once was dignified...
Chapter 3 Sleeping would be easy if you were in a warm bed like those ones they sell in Cinereo that are much fancier than mine.
Chapter 1 - Tara Tara picked up her bag, relieved that another long day of work had finished. She shut down her computer and gladly watched the light on the screen die for another weekend.
#acrostic 1 Really, I have a confession, Everybody, I think that I've learned my lesson... Love is God, God is love, and he's not a fable, I read this in the true and Holy Bible.
Time for another Tpek story I think... CHAPTER 1 The search had been hard, but I had finally managed to track down the thief.
(An excerpt from The Blood Mile) Paris 1789 BANG. The jewel encrusted goblet came crashing to the floor after I had rather foolishly attempted to keep it in balance.
I was younger then Captured within a frame As much as I change It will always remain the same Put up on a wall Or held together in a book Wherever it's held It's there for people to look Now go...