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  • My Average Day

    READ BEFORE READING STORY!!!! Okay so this will be very graphic. It will include murder, angst, anger, blood, love/lust (not sure), crazy people, and of course lots of dead bodies. ...

    5 min read
  • the days

    Okay this is not for you literal poets. If I get told to clarify what I am talking about, I might scream. This is for the reader's interpretation. (Written on ...

    1 min read
  • Of differences: of what we want and what we are.

    Of differences: of what we want and what we are by JMSWe can sit thereon front porches, wishing our life away."I'm gonna be a doctor!"Well I'm gonna be whoreyou two-cent, ...

    2 min read
  • Observations and Musings.

    Head pounds as she writes.Drowning in the ocean of pills and wineshe shouldn't be touching, but who's to tell her no?Step aside and look in front.Mother and Father made a ...

    1 min read
  • Ready: Into the Shadows.

    Take a deep breath and I calm my racing heart. What time is it? It's 6:52 and I have about two more hours before they get home, two hours of ...

    4 min read
  • Set: Into the Shadows

    I open my eyes. I'm alive. I lean my head back and groan, throwing the empty bottle against the wall. I wasted two hours sleeping and now Mom and Dad ...

    3 min read
  • Upon Angel Wings

    My hand reaches for his neck and suddenly, I am but a child again crying over a lost toy,telling him to stop being meanand won't he PLEASE give it back ...

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  • Paper Flowers

    Inspiration is in the spoiler. Spoiler! : This is thanks to my papa's death, my music, and for the fascination with snow. I dedicate this to my invisible man, since ...

    5 min read
  • Through the Glass

    A/N: I have so many other things to do, to redo, and such, but I really wanted to write this. I sobbed like a baby writing this, so don't say ...

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  • Roses are red...

    She sat across from him and hid her face in her hair, a smile playing across her lips as if he'd told a joke. Yes, this was Derrick, the boy ...

    6 min read
  • Dear Lucy: Prologue

    PrologueThe sky was blue, the clearest blue in the past week. The wind ruffled through the trees, a nice breeze compared to the harsh winds that tore through the town ...

    4 min read
  • To everyone who ever thought about it.

    If you're reading this, then you're obviously in the wrong place. After all, if you were in the right place, then you wouldn't be reading this. That is unless you're ...

    3 min read
  • Dear Lucy: Chapter One

    A/N: FINALLY GOT CHAPTER ONE UP! Sorry for the wait....haha. Anyway, read on and make sure to check out the prologue also!Chapter One: Turned Upside DownWhen I was little, life ...

    4 min read
  • Dear Lucy: Chapter One

    A/N: FINALLY GOT CHAPTER ONE UP! Sorry for the wait....haha. Anyway, read on and make sure to check out the prologue also!Chapter One: Turned Upside DownWhen I was little, the ...

    4 min read
  • Bloody Money: Chapter One (working title)

    Chapter One: “All glory comes from daring to begin” –Eugene F. WarePresent Day: August 24thSetting: Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, JapanThe night shadows covered the boy as he slipped into the house silentl

    19 min read
  • Sleeping Wonder (1)

    Spoiler! : Hey, hey, hey, my new story, I hope you like it. I enjoyed writing it, so read on. And BY THE WAY I know it's cliche so far, ...

    8 min read
  • Stepping out

    I am a homosexual. There, I said it. I like men. I am gay. I am a homosexual.I bury my head into my pillow, groaning. It's all too much for ...

    4 min read
  • Now a Skeleton

    Do you see a smile behind those blue eyes?I don't and I'm her creator.She looks away, that dreaming look appears.Her heart wants, needs, lusts for her own it a sin ...

    1 min read
  • The music of the forgotten

    Powdered faces and painted lips.Bows rising and falling, with the breaths of their dancers.Fingers scatter across,obeying the dip and pull of horsehair.The music soars through the sky.A girl is on ...

    1 min read
  • Modest...not so much

    A bare skeleton.Just a babe in creation.Slowly smothered with ribbons and scarves.With unnecessary flourishes and marks. Dot the 'i's and cross the "t's.A tragedy in modesty.A/N: Yep, this is my ...

    1 min read
  • Fallen from Grace: Prologue

    Chapter One“For death begins with life’s first breath and life begins with at the touch of death.”The first thing Madara noticed was the colors. They danced around him, taunting him ...

    5 min read
  • Stress

    The thin ropeis slowly unravelingunder your weight. Every single step bringing you closerto the fall.

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  • Dear Lucy: Chapter Two

    Chapter Two: Changes in the windAs the summer progressed, the girl named Lucy bothered me even more. When I came to the park, she sat on the swing, kicking herself ...

    5 min read
  • Rocking Around the Night with Jimmy Relicks: Episode 1

    Rocking Around the Night with Jimmy Relicks: Episode 1On Studio B, the crowd sat, mumurs racing down the aisles. This was the first live show of the RAN and many ...

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  • Invisible

    Fuck it. The penetrating staresAnd the emptinessChewing at the heart,Insanity reigns. Fuck it. Eyes are bleeding redLips chappedWith hands shaking.Fuck it. Scar upon scar. Hidden in the shadows. Fuck

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  • To everyone like me.

    Do you live in a homeThat's just not your own?Have a lot of friendsBut still stand all alone. Do you try to close your eyesBut stay up all night?Look in ...

    2 min read
  • Lost

    Green leaves dance in the windas the sun burns down. It is not the sun she wantsas she wanders down the shaded path. Shadows stretch out their hands,pulling at her ...

    2 min read
  • Ghost: 1

    Alone, have you ever felt it? Do you even know what I am talking about? Have you ever lied awake, staring up at your ceiling, wishing to talk to someone ...

    3 min read
  • The dark before the night

    Without darkness there are no dreams.--Karla Kuban, novelist Her hands hold on to the walls, trying to grip the illusion that we call reality. She can feel the blackness beginning to ...

    2 min read
  • Crossroads

    Two paths along the beach. One leading away To an ocean much more clear. Then the footsteps leading back. "Remember when" whispers in the trees. All is lost in the ...

    1 min read
  • Walk a Mile in These Shoes then Let's Talk

    She walks with her head up tallThrough the whispering hallsAnd the gleam in their eyes. See, her secret's out But they don't know shit aboutThey twist her words into lies. ...

    1 min read


Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.
— Lyndon B. Johnson