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One.: Him I sat at one of the small, square tables inside Starbucks, sipping at a black coffee as I read the Tuesday news. Starbucks was unusually vacant today, having ...

I was driving numbly through the rain to go to the grocery store. As I glanced at the rear view mirror, I realized how empty my eyes were. So vacant ...

PG-13 for language Prologue: The Funeral/Afterdeath My family has a history of suicides and suicidal attempts. Nine years ago, when I was eight, my uncle shot himself in the head. ...

A red carnation In the center of the snow Bleeding under ice

Her family doesn't deserve her-- she's too kind-hearted. Her friends don't deserve her-- they never cared. Those boys do not deserve her-- they only want one thing. She deserves much ...

You wake up in familiar surroundings-- the hell hole of a happiness that never was. And this space that is called home doesn’t feel that way. (It seems more like ...

it's not my fault the ball was flying I didn't mean to! sorry the window's broken

*Borderline R-rating at the end Chapter 1 I flipped the page of the magazine, loudly popping a bubble of pink gum and continuing to chew my way through the boredom ...

I loved you more than oxygen; I loved you more than life. I despised you, my worst enemy, despised your very sight. I adored your every phone call, adored your ...

Wood, not bone or skin, Is what I’m made of. You molded me into a dream, A doll, an empty shell. You pulled my strings, I pranced and danced. You ...