laurelofthemountain
The night sky covered us like a gentle blanket, and as we watched the stars fall i knew this was it, this was the one to steal my heart. Only time would tell if he would murder it, but as we lay there in complete silence... i found peace for the first time.
I open the door, A smile of approval spreads across his face. this will be a good night, i can already tell. He takes my hand slowly and leads my to the bedroom.
Some of the happiest, nicest, most selfless people in the world lack substance. Substance is an underlying message, and ulterior motive, a secret behind the eyes, and this makes someone seem interesting. we so cleverly disguise this as personality… sure he had substance, he had plenty of substance... but then i found out he was sleeping with my best friend.
Some of the happiest, nicest, most selfless people in the world lack substance. Substance is an underlying message, and ulterior motive, a secret behind the eyes, and this makes someone seem interesting. we so cleverly disguise this as personality... sure he had substance... But he was also fucking my best friend.
it came with a crushing force, This place is not free, and hasn't been in while. The assaults on personal freedom are just amazing... I can't believe someone would put up with this. I grab my gun, my map, and my laptop, and start another day. the simple task i carry out in the breaking of the machine gives me hope. Headquarters is my home now.
and the puncture wound began to go numb, as did my heart. He hit me one last time, breaking everything inside.
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