lin night

first person I am sitting in a corner café with a girl I despise. I despise this girl. She is ugly and has the most annoying lisp in the world. ...

A Million Little Pieces is the true story of a 23-year old writer addicted to drugs and alcohol who is checked into a treatment clinic with the highest success rate ...

Machines 1. PISS 2. WHITE CHOCOLATE MOCHA 3. YOU ARE ALL SLAVES TO THE CLOCK Machines. White sheets of paper ...

This is a skit I wrote and performed with a group for English. It was supposed to tie into modernism ...

Edited 4/5 - cut a few cuss words Sitting on the big brown couch that smells like pot and pee ...

edited 8/2 The sun is bright and blaring in my ears. I’m feeling fine. I’m feeling like I’ve never been more depressed in my life. I flick the switchblade and ...

Jack and Tom went to Sandra’s house at midnight and kidnapped her. Luckily, her parents were out of town and luckily, she was sleeping. They tied her up with rope ...

1 Need more towels. The thought occurred to Jacob Thompson as he stared blankly into his reflection. Bright lights from a source somewhere in the other room shined at the ...

I wrote this with two friends on a field trip to the science museum. one day i found a dime in the street i kicked it onto a juicy slab ...

1 You broke my heart But at least I still have my art I’ll read movies I’ll watch books I’ll live, breathe, and fuck art You watch me I’ll be ...

Suzie was rotten to the core Introduction Suicide note: Beige or white wallpaper sheathed in freckled billions, the occasional dimple cause unidentified, scotch tape marks gray imprints that effective

brad had a girlfriend once when he was twelve she kissed him twice (on the cheek) and leapt into the pond her face pale like a doll’s her blue tears ...

“Go fuck yourself.” Blonde, thin, tan, manicured, perfumed. Lipstick the color of blood – not quite, but similar enough. Beautiful girl. Her name is Kelly. Cocaine addict, dabbles in heroin. ...

He cried because there was nothing he could do. He held her soft, pale hand – fingers locking, embracing for the last time – and kissed her forehead. She was ...

your eyes turned transparent and suddenly suddenly I saw your lie, suddenly I think, well I think I cried for a day at least moaning to my friends oh god ...

making rounds on the dark stormy nights tending the sick, the screaming, the dead living he couldn’t help but fall fast and hard and deep in love with the blue-eyed ...

I’m sick of feeling heartbroken when I shouldn’t be when I have no right to be when I haven’t had a girlfriend in two years and I forget what it ...

It’s Friday night and I’m bored out of my skull. I call my friend Joe to see if maybe he wants to smoke a joint. Joe, having returned from an ...

edit 12/21 - cut "The knife is in his hand." He is crying. Grown men don’t cry but certainly he realizes this as tears stream down his face, and he ...

hey you pretty little blonde with transparent makeup broken eyeliner, broken eyes that say maybe you’ve seen it all maybe it really isn’t all it’s cracked up to be this ...

Joy was in love with him. Blake, with his fair blonde hair and broad shoulders. Blake, the smart sensitive boy who read Kerouac and listened to The Flaming Lips. Yes, ...

I’m living in a state of waking slumber. I keep taking naps. Hour, hour and a half naps. In the morning after I’ve eaten breakfast, in the afternoon after I’ve ...

It’s 9:00 not much to do how about you get the vodka from your fridge and we’ll have ourselves a time. Greg gets back 9:15 with the booze wrapped in ...

I don’t talk much these days. Driving on a nondescript road and miles of cornfields blending into each other. I spot a gas station and stop to fill up. I ...

get this out of my head get this out of my head you don't need sleep motherfucker i hope this means nothing to you this isn't for you 1 valerie ...

bass beats pounding in my head i shake a meathead's hand "have a good night alrite" he looks into my eyes he says everything's gonna be all right! tell me ...

it begins with a pool of vomit from a girl's mouth mucus and saliva on her chin drip drip onto a night dress soaked orange red sweat on her face, ...

hey!! i was wayyy drunk last night! i'm sorry for not being able to go to dinner with you guys, i thought i would go say hey to the guys ...

click here for the first part I ran a girl over tonight. She was thin and beautiful with long blonde hair. The rain poured and poured and poured. I was ...

This piece is called “Tears.” There will be 54 parts released within hours of each other. Some will work, some won’t. Taken as a whole, there will be little sense ...

I enter the room. It is a big room, yet it feels small, enclosed, and frightening. I am here to get help. Paranoia engulfs me. I am suffocating. I sit ...

This is fantasy. Let yourself go she said and took off all her clothes. She held my cock in her hands she said I'll suck you off I said I ...

i fell on the bed. my feet were running, but i stayed in one place. your eyes turned to pieces, and i wished i'd never been born, because life can't ...

i'm sitting here and i'm thinking really hard but i can't seem to remember anything that happened yesterday i must have slept for an hour i must have slept for ...

you never were much more than used rags and crooked half smiles on autumn days. you skipped all your classes, abandoned your friends, and slept away months in grief, your ...

Lunch could not have arrived sooner for Michael Smith, Christopher Jones, and Sarah Green as they gathered around their cafeteria table to discuss a matter of great urgency and importance. ...

Written after riding the train and just… (sigh) thinking over things and (sigh) how sad life (sigh) is… From when… It was written. It must be recorded without backspaces. The ...

The world did look small from the viewport. He bit into an apple and thought about where he was and what he was doing here. He couldn’t remember. There were ...

Prologue: Before World War III… My head was swimming. I kept telling myself I definitely, definitely was not dreaming. But my head kept swimming. I looked at my sister and ...

She tells me she is disgusted with herself. We are walking in the field. She isn’t going to Wisconsin. Fuck that. I don’t, we don’t need that. I’m sticking here, ...

Susan and Susan and Marcus: One night when her husband didn’t come home, Susan decided to drink fifteen cans of beer. Sitting on the sofa crying tears and drinking beers, ...

The mind expands. “Confused? Of course I’m confused.” “I will be there.” “I won’t be there.” “Which will it be [there] then?” “I can no longer accept the terms of ...

I love you. I love you. I love you all the time. In my dreams, you’re with me. In my dreams… You’re with me forever, forever, forever, and it melts ...

Cassie and Jess spent their last days in a rundown motel room. Cassie was a young and beautiful model, Jess was a fadingly pretty housewife. Between the two, they had ...

Fingers of blood touch me from where I lie alone and wasted in a bed of white roses. I was not looking for you. I was not even singing your ...

She touched the dead body. In pale throes of silent decay, it waited. How ridiculous, she cried out, how artificial, this bag of purple intestines-- I should produce something finer, ...