Life.
Work.
Sleep.
Love.
Pain.
Trouble.
Death.
Joy.
My world has been busy. No time to do anything.
I think I miss it.
Maybe I can muster up enough to come back.
-8&*6e


Decemberdark glowing embers opposite the cold outside i see the metal grate turn red with excitement indoors and warm against the snowDecember
crumpled blankets burn against the skin as we serenade each other in lustfull harmony
flames flickering against your skin my hand creates shadpws as i glide across
our bodies tight against one another our eyes locked in definace of winter
frosty winter nights spent with you


Speakingphone conversationsSpeaking
still as tantalizingly annoying as year past
is it fear of what might be?
or what is?
little actions
that resemble old actions
are slaughterd in my mind
spit out as angry musings
a queer twinge in my brain occurs
how could you
pay attention to me you fuck
nothing to say to me?
bah.
Now then I have nothing to say to you
can not remember a nights past
or does not want to remember?
or recall to me? &nb


Her Friendthe world collapsesHer Friend
anger rises when words are spoken
"she just gave me a funny look hahah"
shut up bitch
do you want your fucking throat split?
I never liked you
There would be no hesitation
well, maybe a little
only to decide
whether or not to strangle you first
to hear your screams
feel your body pushing against mine
in a fight for your life
before i make you bleed
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Don't know much about you and haven't really looked at your stuff yet, but congrats on your 200th pageview. o.o
i think you should post more writings .. i really enjoy reading 'em .. btw .. thanks for your comments..
-Alicia
-David
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