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I just want to fight everyone. 2012 was the year I got used to loneliness. This was the year I could stare it in the face and understand why I saw my own eyes staring back.
Yh Ik this sounds like a kids story but trust me it won't be like that, it will be about a puppy and her ups and downs in life and when I say downs some may be VERY down!. :-) enjoy.
You lay me down. My skin bare. You humiliate me. And shame me. You show me what it was like to be there. There in the beginning. When you were shamed. Burnt and scarred. When you were laid down.
[Best viewed on iPad] R uthless selfish fulfilment of unreturned desire, A bject objectification of another, non-consensual P rostitution, though no recompense delivered, E xplicit denial of...
Dang it.
Chapter 1 and part of chapter 2 of a story I'm writing ... Warning: this is long :) Chapter 1 There was darkness. Just nothing but darkness. I was drowning in it. Drowning in the darkness.
(Sorry this one's so dark...sometimes that's just where my thoughts take me) In the dark his demons roam He wishes he was all alone He was only just a boy To you he was another toy Now he hides his...
So there's All this concrete Beneath these feet Feel the pain As the beast forced me to kneel It's all to real Scripts conflict Who paid for this shit Who would plan to kill kids How can a crazy...
Soft and cool, breezes of air repeatedly hit my face. My pupils painfully constricted as I opened my eyes amidst the intense light. “Just breathe,” a shadow said, hovering over me.
(A few expletives.
Chapter 3 - Nicole's POV. I leaned over my kitchen table, thinking about Harry and I kissing, I still felt his lips lock with mine. "I...
Here she comes once more, Lurking in the dark, Sweat seeps from my pores.
Hey, I really hope you enjoy this. I'm going to try and make this my best story. Please like and repost. Chapter 1: Dream to die. I ran. My feet crushed the twigs when I stepped on them.
Four years. Four years of sleepless nights, silent screams and everlasting nightmares. Dreams of us. Still climbing trees and feeling small as we watch the stars from the roof of your house.
Con bé mở to đôi mắt màu ngọc bích đầy sợ hãi. Cánh đồng hoa nơi nó và các bạn thường chơi đùa giờ trở nên thảm đạm.
Sometimes I feel so tiny, as in little; young. Some things take me back to that desolate time. Like candy, and cotton and egg with soldiers, And other things but those which make my cry.
She's like a little china doll. That's broken beyond repair,. Scars upon her snow-white wrists. And ribbons in her hair,. Her eyes are wide with innocence,. But she's tainted to the core,.
The best thing about life is not living. Nor loving. It’s forgetting. Forgetting the sadness and the pain and everything in the world that has ever left a scar on your soul. And for awhile.
Hospitals never used to scare me. Not even when I was very young. I remember when I was about four, I had to go to hospital and have a tooth taken out. It didn't worry me in the slightest.
At the bottom of the cliff, A bloody body is found, Where a poor young girl now lay, Where Alex hit the ground. She was such a lovely girl, But her heart as black as coal.
They ask, they laugh, they talk behind my back. 'why do you love that bear so?' they say. 'my memories are mine, not yours or theirs. Not to be shared. But mine.' I reply.
#opussweeklychallenge. When I opened my eyes..I was strapped to a bed no longer me. Violated, abused and drugged...but why couldn't anyone see.
Talk to me about the darkness inside of you, I'm here to listen, I understand, I really do... Maybe I could help you decide what to do, I just want to get some of my pain out too.
Chapter one, part one I was tired and cold, ready to sleep it off the awful night that I had just been through. Pawz was the same.