thehalloweengirl
dozen. dozen dozen dozen
i seriously have no thoughts for this one... weird, im usually so good at this. *sigh what has happened to me?
There it was and there it sat. What could be inside? lost memories, forgotten letters, old...everything. A trunk has many mysteries to hold.
Champagne bubbled down her throat. One more glass for her and...one more for me. What other way is there to celebrate the new year? Another year gone by where we haven't destroyed the earth. Another year where civil war hasn't broken out due to how shitty everyone acts. Another year where gays can't be free, just judged. Another year... I'll drink to that.
he shuffles his way towards me, his every move making me flinch in the dark. the long knife in his hand scrapes along the ground, as he is hunched over to one side, letting the knife hit the hard wet pavement
dull.
My life.
My life is dull.
Same thing,
Everyday.
Get up,
Go to school,
Go home,
go to sleep,
then start all over again the next day.
That's what my life is like.
Until you showed up.
the blood in my mouth tastes like iron. my lips are chapped and broken. my teeth feel weird. like vibrating. you sit across the room from me and smoke. the greyish white of the smoke clogs my lungs and mind, making my insides feel fuzzy and my eyesight blurry.
i was so preoccupied. I shouldn't have been, but I was. Something was eating away at me and I just couldn't focus. no matter how hard i tried to focus on the test in front of me, i just couldn't. instead i stared out the window, letting my thoughts drift away into oblivion.
I triped over the root of the tree and stumbled to the ground. No, I thought. I was so close to escpaing the hands of death, but now it was too late. That one stumble has cost me my life. Uless...unless i can stall four and a half minutes until sunrise. Unless...
Help! i shouted as I raced around the busy city. It seemed that no one could see me, or hear me for that matter. But he could see me. He could hear me. And he was almost here.
You watch me as we circle around each other,
Like tigers staring at their pray.
We circle each other and long for another day,
To come and sweep us under its wing,
And take us some place far away.
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