Unnatural - pessimistocoptiMother.Unnatural - pessimistocopti11 years ago in Typographical More Like This
Had warm hands.
Had warm hearts.
A confession --- Anonymous\"When a boy walks into your room, naked except for a shadow, and lays down next to your crying, trembling teenage body, you cannot help but fall in love.\" In a round the room the color of moss, on a sofa of well-treated leather (I often complain to him about that, about all the cows that had to die so I coulfd sit comfortably and talk to him) I let myself lie back and thought of the way to tell him this. He\'d seen it all before, he knew me better than anyone else, but I needed to tell someone. It was something about coming clean, putting it all out in the open, that motivated me. Some of my friends knew little bits, they\'d met Brian, or heard about him, but none of them knew the depths of my feelings for him. I\'m sure if they all came together and over a cup of chai talked about what they knew they could probably piece together the entire puzzle, but I don\'t think any of them had the interest, and besides, I\'d hope they value my friendship more than that. No, I\'m telling it alA confession --- Anonymous12 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
A Dream Come True - AnonymousSometimes I would have dreams about her after she moved across the state. I knew her for years, and the attraction was mutual, but I was a coward. Scared half to death of letting myself follow through with the things I wanted to do. Scared half to death to be myself, I guess. We flirted. We cuddled. We lay in the same room and had trouble sleeping because we were so painfully aware the other existed. But I was a coward and because of that, nothing went further than that.A Dream Come True - Anonymous9 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Of course, in my dreams, it was always another story. I'm not a very sexual person, and I haven't quite figured out if it's because I've always been with guys, and perhaps I'm more sexually comfortable with girls, or if I'd be the same way with everyone. But in my dreams, everything is different. Everything is beautiful. I am not a coward in my dreams. When you're asleep, you can do anything.
I'd recently started having them again. The dreams, you know. So when David and Jenn told me last week that they were planning o