Out of Here
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A plumber at the old folks home (1) heard a man constantly screaming, (2) “How do I g
Why The Caged Bird Sings
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I know why the caged bird sings The same reason why Rapunzel painted murals Despite
The Music Box
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They call me a dancer, But how could that be true? A dancer is free, Not confined by
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As I staggered through the rusted gate, the air was like a blade, slicing through the
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Glass. Glass, of course, is not her real name but the name she goes by. No one actua
Bury your hands in the sleeves of my sweater,
hold me like the whispers you keep wrapped around your tongue.
Lovers on the mornings I forget that I can't ever
feel the same.
The electricity is like beehives in my walls
in the silence of the evenings
when you're all I think about.
Nock me like an arrow like lovers do
when they can never
We tried to help him. We did everything we could. Our deepest fears became too real to fight them. It felt like drowning, water flooding our lungs, taking our breath away, the way you just know there’s no way out.
We sat by the nearest tree, no one dared to say a word. We never wanted his death, he was our friend. It was an accident.
And now there we are a group of strangers who only a minute ago...
i despise ice skating fuck no
It sucks ass
would before christmas or after christmas work best
I guess either it doesn’t really matter
That being said
mr moore loves you 🙏💚
Don’t ever forget that
Bro is asking for it
He wants me to insert it
you still owe me about $27
For the last time
Like what dude just pay up
Gonna go on Facebook marketplace for the money
Buy some steamed cl...
Soon, the darkness shrouded us, hiding us from the hungry gazes of our predators. But sight is only one of the senses. My mother held me close and covered my mouth, forcing my to breath through my nose, quieting my tired breaths. By this time I knew enough to trust my mother, and when she removed her hand I kept my mouth closed and my breathing controlled.
They were nearby. My mother had pulled ...
“Hunt down the traitor, and bring them back to me alive.”
“Yes my lord”
“Good servant, bwahahaha!”
“Geez, you guys are so weird”
“Quick grab the traitor!”
“Get off me, bit-“
“Ahh, my lord! They hath fallen to the traitor! Murder the traitor!”
*chases her around the room*
“Ahhh! What is going on!?”
“My liege, running is not queen ...
He was all I cared about. I did not care about how this was the most draining use of magic, I was not giving up.
Us Darklings control the shadow, while Sunlings control the lights.
But shadows is one thing, full on darkness is another. So cutting out every price of light is almost impossible.
In the trees of the Ancient Amazon Rainforest, it can be easy to hide, but with Sunlings hunting ...
Soon, the darkness shrouded us, hiding us from the hungry gazes of our predators. I could hear the whines and groans of zombies behind the brush. My friend was beside me, Elaine. Her knees scathed and her baggy clothes were tattered.
“Are they still there?” She spoke in a low voice.
“Well you can hear them can’t you?” I harshly whispered back. Maybe a bit too loud?
One of the zombies heads whipp...
Movement within my flesh
Writhing in my veins
Creeping up my throat
And crawling out my mouth
Wreak havoc on my eyes
Tear strips out of my tongue
Set fire to my soul
And leave me there to burn
He grips at my bones
Takes hold of my mind
I suppose I’m not alone
Perhaps I should be grateful...
Soon, the Darkness shrouded us, hiding us from the hungry gazes of our predators. Her comforting embrace protecting us, her shadowed shield guiding us.
They see her - the Darkness - as something to fear. It holds uncertainty and nightmares. It threatens the safety of the light and looms with towering monsters. But when you have faced such true horrors of the world, these beasts seem so insignifi...
I hate his eyes,
brown like his father’s.
I hate his fake smile,
and the sound of his voice.
I hate his mind, his body, his soul.
I’ve never hated anyone more.
I hate the innermost part of him.
I hate his forked tongue,
his heart of venom,
his mind of fangs and pain.
I hate it when he looks at me,
that foul bastard in the mirror,
yet telling him to fuck off
never gets my point across.