tamarasait93
I absolutely love the flowers in the spring. The smells, the sights, the new life and everything that is perfect.
I feel so much love in the air, even if there is so much hate in my heart. Sometimes I even get to remember it.
Stacks of paper covered the entire room. It was an impressive sight. Colors of all colors, shapes and sizes; making you think of all of the impossible things you could create with them. It was a room made for imagining everything new; and yet the only thing that she could think about was the look in his eyes as she walked out of his life forever.
The setting is basically the only thing that has changed over the years. People are still the same, they just have different names. There's different trends, but we still want the same basic things. Setting is everything and at the same time the only thing, for people are still exactly the same, no matter how much we say we have evolved and grown.
The noise kept blaring in my ear, while I ran out the door. A voice seemed to follow me everywhere, whispering "we warned you". No matter how much I kept running the whispers wouldn't stop. I thought I was going mad, mad as a hatter. The earth shook underneath me and I fell down with my blankets wrapped up in a mess around me.
Morals. Morality. I hate that word. All i ever want is to be free from it, free from all judgment that this simple word passes on to me. See how it stares back at you, from behind an ugly mask. No matter what you do, it will follow you, everywhere you go, whatever you do. I hate you so much it makes me sick with envy
Morality is such a stupid thing. Should I ever sleep with someone, then why should you care at all about what I am doing?
How ever says its wrong to steal?
kill?
love?
Everything is in the eye of the beholder, and the beholder has no rights over my life.