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Dean: Dean was confused. Cas was angry at him, getting right up in his face, not something unusually about that, but the anger flamming in his eyes, that was different.
As I drove home I crashed the car And died. Standing beside the wreck Steaming And crumpled, A strange man appeared. Carrying a bunch Of flowers. 'Call for help!' I cried.
The man was older than the last time we met, and there was a moment when I heard his voice for the first time in almost a year. It was like meeting him for the first time.
Chapter 1 The season begins Night descended upon the sleepy village, its cold embrace extinguishing all of the early summer warmth from the atmosphere.
When you tell a girl she's BEAUTIFUL she'll believe it for a moment. When you tell a girl she's UGLY she'll believe it for a lifetime..
The water soothes my aching body. I bathe gently in the water, oblivious to the sun diminishing on the horizon. All that's important is my little bubble of time and space. Here and now. Nothing but.
She knows it's breakfast time. She's been out all night hunting, chasing shadows and stalking small creatures. As the sun rises, she heads home because soon it will be breakfast time.
#acorn (that I've tweaked a bit) Dance is encoded in my DNA Inside the music is where I want to stay It's my passion a big part of my life It's not a hobby and more than a vice.
The mirror tells more than what you assume Just a reflection of light, a view 'round the room Just a scientific concept, explained in textbooks Just a piece of glass that shows people their...
Chapter 24 I sat next to him. I took a quick look at the bag. It was closed. I looked at him and said. " are you okey?". He wasn't, yet I asked him. He looked up.
There was a time I would have done anything, when I wanted you for my own, but now I take the leftovers of used love Survive on scraps I'm thrown..
Oh you think you're tough. Oh you think you're strong. You think that you can bully us And never do us wrong. Well listen here and listen up.
Can you take a message for me.
The Chronicals of Opussia. On One particular boring day in May. I wanted to find a new game to play. Scrolling through the app store. Searching and scanning for more and more.
Bucket List...Hit forward and place an x by all theThings you've done, remove the x from the ones you have not, and send it to your friends (including me).Whether you've done this before or not, be a...
"Hmmm I need to find a den and fast it won't be long before my kits arrive, my name is Marble and as you can tell I'm a grey dappled she-cat I must find a new den before I start kitting or my kits...
There follows a short section from my latest book, News From Gardenia published through a crowd sourced publishing group called Unbound http://www.unbound.co.uk/books/news-from-gardenia I undid my...
After a long period of SMS's back and forth, it was finally time for our first real meeting at her place with the prospect of fucking – or «making out» as she kept writing.
Joseph had been to the nurse with a rather substantial ear infection, and stood beside the middle aged, considerably over-weight nurse was Jessica, a student nurse on a placement.
This actually did happen to a real person, and the real person was me. I had gone to catch a train. This was April 1976, in Cambridge, U.K. I was a bit early for the train.
I was walking down the back lane this morning. It was the first day of March, and there was still a light dusting of icing sugar frost on rooftops and cars.
You appear without warning Grumble all day Leave me horizontal Please go away Did I catch it from school Or maybe soft play Wish folk would wash their hands Then it wouldn't stray So not only am I...
Cold, white marble slabs underneath where I was sitting. Chilled the surface of my skin and seeped into my veins. The sea breeze carried harsh salt that matted my hair and stuck to my face.
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