“You’re the only one that cares about me” Tears in my eyes, cheeks in pain from this platonic feeling. Such a warm embrace- the best feeling. Someone to rely on a freind, my scars are healing.
“That’s the thing you cared too much” Air giving up, legs dancing above the floor. Her lungs forget to breathe as my arm goes sore. The once warm embrace, and the hug that hurt my face fades away. I couldn’...
I told my bro’s about this girl I like. And they were all hyping me up “Go ask her out. Get her some flowers, tell her how you feel” So I did.
The next day I climb up to her window, daisy’s in my hand mixed with roses in a bouquet, and a teddy bear that she has always wanted, because it would complete her set. I wait till exactly 6:00am, when she wakes up she takes 3 minutes to turn her alarm of...
Momma always got annoyed when I put shoes on the table. She said “It’s bad luck!” Every day I’d come in from school and put my shoes on the table- just to annoy her. She also came up with the idea that 3:00am is the worst time to be up, she said “The witches will be out to find you.” I laugh at her stupidity sometimes. Her superstition drives her crazy. She said “Oh Daisy, you’re going to be the d...
When I was young, people always said I would be a heartbreaker. I don’t think this is what they meant..
I don’t know if it’s my good looks or my natural charm, but people seem to gravitate towards me. I’m not often fond of my peers but one girl seemed to resist. Resist me.
I’ve never failed a lover- or so I call them- their always content with the results. New ones line up every day just to se...
I gulp it down like it’s juice. Everyone is doing it- laughing having fun. Playing ping pong. We take it in turn as the ball bounces. Chugging the juice, everyone’s laughing. I feel out of place. Uncomfortable. An arm wraps around me. “Having fun are we?” My boyfriend asks, laughing so hard at a joke that’s not funny. “Is this man bothering you?” His brother asks, who is barely drunk. He wobbles t...
My eyes flicker at the light beaming at me, I squint as my eyes struggle. My back hurts and I see many cuts on my left arm. The sheets seem so soft and fluffy- like clouds on a summer night- I’m melting in the sheets with the sun glowing behind the bed. I rub my eyes and look around, despite the cuts, my skin is dangerously smooth and shiny. I realise I’m wearing silk -its so soft. Shorts that ba...