200 Opusses Later - An Ode To Opuss
Ideas. Small bits of inspiring information, often lost in the depths of the brain. I once kept all these ideas bottled up, locked inside me, constantly pestering at my brain. Then I found Opuss.
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Ideas. Small bits of inspiring information, often lost in the depths of the brain. I once kept all these ideas bottled up, locked inside me, constantly pestering at my brain. Then I found Opuss.
(Turned out longer than expected and few swear words in it) The cold wind howled around around me, echoing eerily through the woods, like a pack of wolves on the hunt.
When I opened my eyes I was greeted by a loud screeching noise. My alarm clock. I leant over and smashed the button. The bloody thing never went off until a certain amount of force was applied.
Newtown is a sea of tears The ripples felt in the world They weep for their babes Into a ball of shock they are curled A nobody, took their babes A nobody is what he should remain Can someone who...
I'd just like to thank @nynahunney before I start for helping me start to write again and for giving me all the praise I needed to get going ❤ "Things will be better here" -TIFFANY- "It takes a...
A deep, guttural groan reaches my ears, followed immediately by grasping hands and gnashing teeth. Surprisingly powerful jaws snap shut mere inches from my face.
-NATE- "What's wrong. Surely that's all good news?" I asked Tiffany as soon as she'd got in the car and slammed the door, to my annoyance. "It doesn't matter.
-TIFFANY- "How could she do this to you. She's so manipulative, I just can't believe it. I bet she set this all up. I'm so angry!" Kim said, pacing and stomping around the room.
-TIFFANY- When I woke up the next morning, I turned over and flopped my arm onto Nate's side of the bed, only to find it cold and empty. "Nate?" I murmured, still half asleep.
Sam wasn't in my next class, at lunch I wondered down to the benches where we sat yesterday. He was sitting there with his back to me, I hurried over to him so I could see his perfect face.
-NATE- "I don't think this is an appropriate reason, please save this until later" the priest decreed instantly, not even looking at Jeremy. "I can now pronounce you man and wife.
I'm good at wasting time I think lyrics need to rhyme And you're not asking But I'm trying to grow a mustache I eat cheese, but only on pizza, please And sometimes on a homemade quesadilla Otherwise...
The next morning, I woke up to a constant ringing sound. Rubbing my eyes, I nervously traipsed to the window and opened it, spying on the outside world.
Dear Jane, We’ve never really met before, but I feel like I should tell you something about myself. You probably wouldn’t recognize me if you saw me. I’m not very memorable.
Sorry it's short but I had important homework. •Chapter 20 - Forever• •Kai• She's going to ask again. I can tell. I can just see it by the way she's shuffling around on the sofa.
Oh my god. I'm so stupid. So the part I just posted, was not the right part. This part is first, and then •I Love That Sound• goes after. SORRY!!!.
Im sorry. I took ages. But the next chapter's here. At last. Sorry. Honest. I wandered through all my lessons that day, lost in my own thoughts.
I know it's not very long and not all that good but I know you wanted it!!. *Justin's POV* "So tell me about Drew" my Dad grinned as he slumped down into my Grandfather's favourite recliner.
My name is Eliza Kittywink, I have been here in the foundling hospital for 9 long years.
The same dream every night. I sighed as I ran my hands through my curly red hair. It won't stop. Ever since that night, 2 years ago. Thinking about it made a shiver go down my spine.
#nightdwellers I'm in this kebab shop waiting Long cues and piss heads swaying Now rapidly turning into a bar Then in she walks and all eyes exam her I don't gawp like all the others which for...
I have had a very unfortunate curse put upon me from a young age. I try to be funny when I'm really not.
Stand under a tree, Look at the stars.. What each of us see, Is it what we need. Will we find it. Will we wake up. Will we look beyond the strings. That tie this world Tell it what to do.
Over the course of your life, folks are going to tell you what to do… over and over again. Color within the lines; avoid risk; be a good boy scout.