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pressed
He pressed the cold metal barrel of the gun into my neck, and before he pulled the trigger asked for my last words. I said, “I forgot to feed my cat. Luv ya whiskers.” then died.
Posted By Sara On 09.25.2011 @ 7:14 pm
‘Do you ever feel like a plastic bag?’ These are just the Katy Perry-ish words that came to my mind. Right now, I feel pressed because I do not know if there is a time limit in what I am doing. I just found out there is.
Posted By Sara On 09.25.2011 @ 1:57 pm
preoccupied
Cid finds himself preoccupied by Shera’s breasts when she talks to him. She slaps him hard across the face.
“Cid, goddammit, this is important!”
“Fuck, Shera, I’m sorry!”
Posted By Sara On 09.24.2011 @ 11:02 pm
Preoccupied in finding, A sight is a preamble, Part and piece proven.
Posted By Sara On 09.24.2011 @ 12:25 pm
convinced
Selphie is convinced that she can get Squall to dress in drag for her most recent fundraiser. Rinoa laughs and agrees to join in, but tells Selphie not to get her hopes up.
Eventually, Squall grabs them both and shoves them out the door. What a grump.
Posted By Sara On 09.23.2011 @ 12:33 pm
couch
Reno flops on the couch and bends his knees to make room for Rude as he comes in the door. “Hey, partner. How’d it go?”
Rude sat down and folded his arms. “She as an AVALANCHE spy, Reno. Bitch put something on my phone.”
Reno was stunned. “I’m sorry, Rude.”
Posted By Sara On 09.21.2011 @ 2:16 pm
celebrate
I celebrated my brother’s wedding in Ireland. I traveled there with the rest of my family to an old castle where the celebration was to be held. I began to notice strange occurances, Shamus blamed the leprechauns. The leprachauns of Blankney Castle were said to guard a vast treasure in the vaults of the old dungeons. So I traveled back behind the secret passages mapped out on the guide and stumbled towar
Posted By Sara On 09.19.2011 @ 7:16 pm
Contrary to popular belief, Quistis does let her hair down every once in a while. In fact, once they come back from defeating Ultimecia, she drinks champagne with the rest of them.
Irvine was just mad that she wouldn’t give in to him as easily as Selphie and Rinoa had.
Posted By Sara On 09.19.2011 @ 5:52 pm
concern
trouble…problem that has no solution; I need help…I love you and I am worried about you…stomach turn…sweat. I need to swim faster… stop worrying about me because I can handel this
Posted By Sara On 09.18.2011 @ 11:37 pm
im concerned about all of the people around me all the time. there concern really effects me i think. the concern of loved ones is always important because they matter the most and people often hide their feelings, so you can never be selfish. always worry about other, but be concered about yourself too. be concerned about your future, health, family, friends, education, and the details in your life. its all important and all should be paid attention too.
Posted By Sara On 09.18.2011 @ 12:26 pm
Her eyes held a look of concern. Deep concern, like a velvet onyx turban on silky black curls. I told her, “it’s fine.” “It’s not fine!” she shrieked. “You’re not wearing any jewels!”
Posted By Sara On 09.18.2011 @ 11:52 am
shootout
It really didn’t require any thought when Irvine stayed behind to let the others escape. Just because they didn’t remember him didn’t mean that he had no obligation to help them. Besides, they were just Galbadian soldiers and all he ever really needed was a rifle and the image of Sefy smiling at him when they set off the fireworks.
Posted By Sara On 09.18.2011 @ 12:21 am
account
I havent had a bank account in about five months. I closed my us bank strictly savings account because i had to extract every last penny to pay my rent and have since have been cashing my checks at the bank from which they are issued. The tellers give me that , I know you, bankless rogue, look and tell me, “This time its free, next time you’ll have to pay a three dollar processing fee.”
Posted By sara On 09.15.2011 @ 12:07 am
trade
I would like to trade this in for a better word. A word that I find more interesting or might have more chances of getting me noticed for the good that I can and will do in the world. This word has a negative connotation and makes me sad sometimes. I would like to trade it.
Posted By Sara On 09.12.2011 @ 3:31 pm
“Hey, Rude?”
“What, Reno?”
“Wanna trade me a blanket for a cigarette? It’s fuckin’ cold in here, man.”
Rude rolled his eyes and handed the blanket to Reno. “Keep your cigarette, you know I don’t smoke you scrawny bastard.”
Posted By Sara On 09.12.2011 @ 2:24 pm
hover
Cloud hovers over Tifa pretty much every waking moment.
“Cloud, will you pleasepleasePLEASE go stand somewhere else?” Tifa pleads desperately, setting down a bottle of whiskey down on the counter. “You’re giving me a migraine!”
To his credit, he put on an ashamed look as he walked away.
Posted By Sara On 09.11.2011 @ 8:37 pm
ant
The people of Midgar ran around like ants when they realized the plate was about to drop. Reno should’ve felt something like remorse, but he didn’t. He just hit the button and took down the entire ant hill with a quick flick of a switch.
Posted By Sara On 09.05.2011 @ 1:39 pm
division
The division of cells has always fascinated me. I could never quite get the details straight, however, and often mistook meiosis for mitosis, and vice versa. This irritated my husband to no end, since he was a microbiologist and lived and breathed for cellular life.
Posted By Sara On 09.04.2011 @ 11:15 am
pepper
Irvine loves to eat hot peppers. The longer his lips burn afterward, the better. He’s not satisfied unless his eyes are watering and his hair is soaked with sweat by the end of it.
Selphie’s completely okay with this until he inevitably ends up kissing her, touching her, or coming anywhere NEAR her with the vile things on his breath. That’s just gross.
Posted By Sara On 09.03.2011 @ 8:38 pm
put me in your breakfast, pack me in your lunch. because i want to come with you.
Posted By sara On 09.03.2011 @ 7:27 pm
salt
Rude’s skin tastes like salt. Tifa nips his neck and nuzzles against him. Nothing had ever felt better, not even close. Not anymore.
Posted By Sara On 09.02.2011 @ 9:39 pm
White demon, inflicting pain. Sinner, sinner never sugar. Taker, taker of the best. Giver, giver of the worst. You are salt on an open sore. Fire to an old burn. Rekindling pain.
Posted By Sara On 09.02.2011 @ 5:01 pm
sponge
Tifa looks at the dirty sponge in her hand and sighs. It’s falling apart, and she thinks maybe (just maybe) it’s symbolic of herself in some way.
Maybe it just meant she needed to throw it away and go to sleep, but she never knew anything for sure these days.
Posted By Sara On 09.01.2011 @ 2:49 pm
offer
Reno knows he’s pushing his luck when he puts the offer on the table. He’s not anxious in the slightest, though some voice in his head tells him he should be. Rude stares at him long and hard, eyebrows knitting even closer together than usual. Reno wishes he’d put his shades back on, because Rude’s stupid eyes are actually staring to MAKE him nervous.
Posted By Sara On 08.30.2011 @ 5:21 pm
It’s in the moments between sleeping and waking that I really think of what I want to say. And as I’m drifting in one direction or the other everything is so simply and eloquently arranged, and I feel satisfied, but when I actually sit down to write I find myself stuck with the words, “got”, “put” and “so”. Everything goes right out the window. And then I find myself frustrated, because I feel like I have so much more to offer than what actually comes out.
Posted By Sara On 08.30.2011 @ 11:21 am
mist
There’s a mist over his eyes, but it’s nothing. He’s tired, his eyes are dry, it’s windy out, the sun’s too bright, there’s an eyelash, he has allergies, he has a cold. It’s nothing to do with her. At all. Nothing. Ever.
Posted By Sara On 08.29.2011 @ 9:16 pm
chance
Rude knows he’s taking a gamble when he puts down his beer and grabs Tifa’s hand. As risky as it is, he knows it was worth it when she smiles and lets herself be pulled toward him. Somewhere inside of himself, he’s about to burst- on the outside, he’s just giving her a blank but honest look.
Posted By Sara On 08.28.2011 @ 6:16 pm
secretary
She was a secretary for the most influential politician in the world. What people didn’t know was that she was also instrumental in saving Kysne from downfall by his rule.
Posted By Sara On 08.27.2011 @ 5:37 pm
Our Papa left us one when he passed away. I didn’t get it. My sister did. It is fancy just like him…and beautiful, just like his life was. I miss him so much. It’s hard not to have grandparents.
Posted By Sara On 08.27.2011 @ 1:53 pm
