Drip Part 2: 'Til Death Do Us Part
Sitting down at the table I opened the boxes and began reading the letters, articles and reports...
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Sitting down at the table I opened the boxes and began reading the letters, articles and reports...
#beginningline Without thinking of the consequences, I opened the box. You stared up at me, your eyes still open, staring into never-ending space.
Sorry I know I said it wouldn't be late but I was obsessing over James Arthur <3 love him <3 anyway, here it is!.
I lay awake, eyes open, calmly breathing, realising that this is the last time I will ever sleep in this house.
Chapter 8 INJURED LOVER: When I woke from my rest. Zack wasn't there, tear drop, but he left a note.
Little Jack holds a little seed, In his little hand. It's Nothing, just a little seed held by a little Man.
"We're back, no luck I'm afraid" Joe called, sitting on an empty couch as Tiffany sunk down beside him. "Let me have a hold" he said, holding out his arms towards Ellie and flicking his fingers.
"Where to now, then?" I asked him, starting the engine and putting my seat belt on, "Er... My place.
Once upon a time there existed a normal boy. He lived. One day a monster came to his doorstep when nobody was home and he was alone so he let the monster in.
A thick, pressing dust covers every inch of my world, as far as the eye can see. It chokes me, makes it hard to breathe. But I am used to not breathing.
#100things I am sorry to mislead you. There are in fact only six things listed here.
#bestofopuss....a personal fave It was a beautiful sunny spring morning on that fateful day She decided to take her faithful dog Max for a walk, clear a few cobwebs away She decided to go to a...
It was raining again. The world had turned dingy, smokey, and bleak. Again. The incident yesterday at the hospital seemed a far away memory in this place.
OMG. Didn't realise it was so long. Haha. •Chapter 15 - Do I Have To Make You?• •Kai I moped around the school hallways with a frown planted firmly on my face.
---Noah's P.O.V--- I picked my old dusty guitar up, that I haven't played in almost a year. I ran my fingers over the strings softly. It felt weird holding my guitar in my limp hands.
-NATE- The next few days were spent minding our own business. It was as if we were room mates, not engaged.
"Get up!" cried my mum who was lying in bed watching the morning news. I shot out of bed quickly and I washed, dressed and brushed my hair into a neat plait.
So this is the last one. I swear. It's the last online dating blog about Marek and the last online dating blog forever since my experience with online dating is something I don't care to continue.
#acrostic #inspiration This is probably the most important Opuss I have ever written Please please please please people do a bit of homework on this woman Her work deserves to be forever...
Sat around on the sofa the four of them discussed the coming days next few events.
During the Great Depression, there was a man who walked into a bar one day.
"You WHAT?!" exclaimed Claire, dropping the cup of water shed been drinking. "Sorry," she said, picking it back up again." "I broke up with Jonah. I mean, sure, I was really into him.
The water felt unbelievably cool and refreshing against my face. I hadn't realised how worked up I'd got talking to Tiffany.
The night is young. The street is dark. Here is where. I make my mark. Check my make up. In the glass. My skirt's too short. Just hides my ass. Try to get. A man's attention.