sleepygecko
He shrugged his shoulders in an indifferent dismissal. Pointless gestures and words of condolences were unnecessary, this was simply the end.
The odds were stacked against me. I'd sworn a thousand times before that I was going to lose the weight, I was going to go to the gym. He looked at me with that condescending smile, promising to go with me for as long as I kept it up, until I wanted to stop. I told him I wasn't going to stop this time. He laughed. Seven months ago he and I went are separate ways. Forty pounds gone and single, I'm happy.
Raise...I need a raise. How exactly am I supposed to pay for college and food? All I really want is to be able to go into a grocery store and be able to buy whatever I want. This type situation is why freegans exist.
She rested the palm of her hand against her cheek, trying to remember exactly why September 17th was so important. Isn't the guy the one that's supposed to forget important events? This is why facebook lets you put up anniversary dates....
She could barely generate the energy to turn the steering wheel. After months of goals, claims and hopes she had finally started down the road to reclaim her body and climb mountains without being weighted down with knee problems and heaving lungs; but what a hard road it would be.
Most people request things, but he only gave orders. I think it would have honestly killed him to have to swallow his pride and ask for something. And, to offer someone help would have been a circle of hell.
The chaos whirled around him as he stared at his hands streaked in blood. This wasn't right. It should have been him. Her blue eyes, once so filled with life, gazed up at him; empty forever more.
In the end, true love is only a myth. A whispered legend on the lips of the foolish as the long for what will never be.
The mud squished between her toes as she followed him through the woods with only the moonlight to guide them. "This was a bad idea," a voice in the back of her mind casually whispered as she steps through plants which, knowing her luck, had to be poison ivy. The concept of walking barefoot down a mountain and through the woods to reach the creek had seemed so romantic at the time, and was quickly turning out to be so impractical.
They just keep talking. About nothing particular and without any real purpose. Make it stop.
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