north station"why is it you always come home covered in blood?"north station6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"because i never bring a change of clothes with me."
"is it your blood this time, or someone else's?"
"oh, it's rebecca's."
"why is rebecca bleeding?"
"i think she's stopped by now."
"glad to hear it, but why was she bleeding in the first place?"
"right. rebecca got hit by a train."
"gosh- is she alright?"
"yeah, of course."
"shit, good thing. man, what happened?"
"i told you, rebecca got hit by a train."
"no shit. i mean, how did she get hit by the train?"
"well, see, she was on the tracks at the moment the train was-"
"fuck off. you know what i mean."
"i'm just messing with you."
"are you going to tell me?"
"not really, no."
"because you're an ugly fucker."
"yeah, you are. hey- don't touch me."
"shit- it's not like i want to. just why are you covered in blood?"
"rebecca got hit by a train."
"yeah, i get that. but why are you the one who's bloody?"
"i was too close."
"you were by her when she fell on the trac
Bree's StoryMy mom placed her hands over her face and sighed, Bree, go to your room and think about what youve done.Bree's Story7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I scowled, and growled, fine! Before she could reply, I dashed down the hallway and slammed my door. I could hear the phone beeping as she dialed my fathers number at work. I locked my door.
Why did she have to be so stupid? It wasnt like I had even done anything that bad; shed just found a smoked-cigarette by the front door. It could have been anyones! Well, it wasnt, since it was mine, but it could have been somebody elses. Even though it had been mine, she still had given the blame to me without my admittance. So much for innocent until proven guilty.
Deciding that sneaking out wouldnt add too much time to my punishment, I pulled out my black mini-skirt from its hiding place in my closet. I made sure that my door was locked, and quickly changed and applied my too-heavy-for-day-but-heavy-enough-for-a-party mak
CelestialCelestial7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
unclasp your girdle of stars
and show me your world.
Phone Play 1Hey.Phone Play 18 years ago in Scripts & Screenplays More Like This
Janie? Is thatů where the hell are you?
I don't know.
What do you mean, you don't know?
It's white. There's a lot of sand.
Can you see the ocean?
It might be Utah. Or Colorado. Maybe South Dakota.
You said you were going to class!
No, you weren't. You were going to god-knows-where bumblefuck in some flyover state!
That wasn't where I was going.
That's where you are.
What's a flyover state?
Forget it. Just bring my car back, okay? I missed work three times.
What if I can't find it?
The car has a GPS locator. Just turn it on and-
It doesn't have that anymore.
I needed gas.
It doesn't have a radio either.
Look, just ask for directions at the next gas station. Ask a cop.
What if there isn't one?
A gas station.
You're on a road. There's a gas station somewhere.
I don't see one.
What do you see?
The Witching HourThe Witching Hour7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The lost hour of black magic
that trails the rough edge of midnight
when the moon seduces those
whose limbs dance and twitch
like fingers pricked on spindles,
and sleek, supple demons
polish apples and spread their wings,
perching on flecks of amber
to tangle the dreams of lovers.
Desire tightens in a catch of silk,
rippling over the bed clothes -
capturing your cries and whispers.
Buttons open like ragged wounds,
spilling soft pleas of want;
and the sweet torture of skin
pressing skin becomes a music
that leaves you unnerved.
You taste shadows in your mouth
and the bright smoke of memory,
as dark coils like a braid of jet
to blot out the stars and candles -
holding you a willing captive
deep inside the witching hour.
My Dark Angel Ch1CHAPTER 1My Dark Angel Ch18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Later that night everyone had went home except for Espio. He was just staring at the vault where the Chaos Emeralds were being held while he was thinking about Shadow, until a female voice called him.
Espio quickly spun around and saw a white bat standing behind him, Rouge, he murmured. What the hell do you want? Shouldnt you be with your new boyfriend?
Rouge smirked and crossed her arms, Someones jealous arent they?
Shut your trap, bat! I am not jealous!
Right, she said pretending to believe that was true. She slowly walked towards the vault where the Chaos Emeralds were.
Espio was getting suspicious, What are you doing here anyway?
To get what I came for.
And what is that?
The white bat placed her hands on the vault.
Wait a minute, youre not gonna... He knew that she was planning to take the emeralds from t
20 Ways annoy Carlisle Cullen1. Pronounce his name 'Carl - is - al'20 Ways annoy Carlisle Cullen7 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Call him a peodophile.
3. When he says he's not remind him that 3 of his children (Edward, Jasper and Alice) are all older then Esme.
4. Ask him what he really gets up to on his night shifts.
5. Ask Carlisle if he has a T.A.R.D.I.S
6. If he asks you what you mean state that he's a doctor who never ages, and isnt human, just like Doctor who.
7.Call him 'gramps' everytime he walks past
8. Point and laugh at him when he says he has a chance at heaven.
9. Ask him what he brought with him from his human life.
10. When he says compassion roll your eyes and say sarcastcly 'Oh yeah you could love your enemies to death.'
11. Scratch his Mercedes then blame it on Esme.
12. Ask him if he and Esme play doctors and nurses.
13. State that he's not a very good doctor
14. If he asks why tell him he didn't even know that he had to tell Edward to use protection.
15. Say you find it disgusting that all his children are sexually activ
The girl...The girlThe girl...10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She was living a broken life
She thought no one cared
She always wanted to be alone
All because of a love she once shared.
He broke her heart
He made her cry
He told her lies
All this made her want to die.
She swore to the razor
She would be her best friend
She couldn't get her mind off Him
All this turned out bad in the end.
He found her dead
He read the note
He couldn't believe it
In it is what she wrote:
"I loved you
With all my heart
But all you did
Was tear me apart.
Im sorry and i still love you
I just wish you could have seen
What you did to me
Now I'm dead and only fourteen.."
He started to cry
He wanted her to know
He still loved her too
So then he though it was time for him to go.
The police found him
laying next to her
cold and bloody
with a note on the floor
"I loved you too
with all my heart
I didn't know
I was tearing you apart.
I'm sorry and i still love you too
I just wish you could have seen
How much you meant to me
Now we are together
And always will
Pick Me Aparti. I want to take a hammer and chisel to my chest and crack open my sternum. Hopefully my ribs will splinter and my lungs will cave in.Pick Me Apart5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
ii. I'm going to take scissors to my veins and snip at them so I can rewire my body how I see fit. Maybe I just want to feel in control for once.
iii. I think I might want to become a doctor so I can learn what it's like to operate on someone besides myself and see how somebody is really supposed to look like on the inside. I pick at my insides every once in a while and although I'm not sure, I have a feeling I'm missing something.
iv. More than anything I want to become a chemist so I can create a drug more powerful than heroin because it just doesn't cut it anymore. The needle marks aren't too comforting and bring up questions I would rather not answer. I used to hate the way I feel but now I just want to be comatose and I love the way I numb.
v. I wish I knew how my brain worked so then maybe I could reprogram it like the time I rebooted my lapto
Of Broken MirrorsI'll write a story out of you one day.Of Broken Mirrors6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And it won't be one of those gushy love stories you know the ones. The ones I used to write for you all the time. The ones about your eyes, your freckles, the way you held me when I was alone.
This one's going to be about your escape.
I was never quite sure what you were escaping from. It could have been me. It could have been your abusive mom, your alcoholic good-for-nothing dad, it could have been that bratty little kid down the street. But I don't think it was any of those things, not really.
I think you were escaping from your cat.
He still meows at night, you know. As if he's waiting for you to come back. But it's a dejected kind of meow, an I-knew-you'd-do-this-eventually-you're-your-father's-son kind of meow. He still tears up your pillow case once in a while and hides in the deep pocket of your sweatshirt that I left hanging in your closet the night you left. I used to change the pillow cases after your cat ripped them up, but then I
I Survived SuicideTalking to him on the phone I heard him cryI Survived Suicide4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A silent tear slips down my cheek
I can't feel this for him... no matter how much I love him
Why am I doing this???
I take the knife and slice up my wrists
A call comes in
I reach for the phone
One last word with the man I love.
He begs me to stop
He says he'll never leave
He reminds me of the good times
And what we could be
The kids we'll have
The life we'll leave
I struggle to stand
And stop the blood
I let out a cry as the pain sears through me
As I fight for conciousness
As I fight for life
Now four months later
I look at the scars
The darkest ones the run up my arms
He left me
But I'm still alive
Praying my way through each and every day
Fighting to not die
I cry each night
Till the morning light
Why did he leave me
Why didn't I die.
Dear CutterDear Cutter9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So you finally did it
You've set yourself free
Done with all this pain
Free of your misery
This life was too hard
That's why you had to escape
I tell myself over and over
That you had to do this
I know I am wrong
I can't fool myself
You took your life
But at the same time
You also took some of mine
You lost your pain
But I found it
I hate you for leaving
It's as simple as that
But I miss you more than ever
I wish I could of helped
To have said that one thing
That maybe would of saved you
But I couldn't..
And it hurts you know
To know that I did nothing
That I couldn't do anything..
I'm sorry I let you down
Nothing but Love SongsI know youre going to Lay it on Me thick,Nothing but Love Songs6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
About how Im way too Headstrong and you cant live this way.
Im sucking in My Last Breath,
And youre Walking On Air because you dont have to deal anymore.
Whats Left of Me is lying on the floor,
I wasnt Careful and so now Im dying.
Ready, Set, Go! I tried too hard to be who I was,
You were Playing God and turning me into something I was not.
We Couldve Had Everything if you had just learned to love,
If you had just given me a Second Chance instead of walking away.
Call It Karma because Ive just been hurt again,
Boy, you are a Monster that ripped out my already torn heart.
Now theres a Hole inside of me because you wouldnt stay,
And because I couldnt be Everything you wanted.
Poor Thing, they say as they see me crying,
Im Not Dead but I cant keep trying.
Im Sorry I couldnt change for you,
You laid it on thick Brick by Boring Brick.
Only DreamingTears stream down my face silentlyOnly Dreaming6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why did it have to be this way?
All I have to hold onto is memories
But I keep hoping you'll be back one day
Smiles are forced
Laughs are fake
Inside I'm a lost little girl
Will you come back for my sake?
People think I'm so strong
I let you go
My best friend, my whole world
They just don't know
I cry every night because of you
Reading your messages day and night
Why am I still crying over you?
I thought without you I'd be alright
I was so beyond wrong
Without you I just don't have reason
So I just sit here by the window
Nothing changing no matter the season
The nights grow longer
My eyes are blood shot,
I cant close my them
For I haven't forgot
Your smile, your laugh
They haunt me day and night
Why cant I let your memory fade?
I'm losing this fight
Why is everyone calling me strong?
Can they not see what's going on?
Well I never let them see me cry
They wont notice I'm gone
Slipping out my window
Nothing but the clothes on my back
I carry the knife i
Dead AngelBones out of my back,Dead Angel10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As my wings fall to the floor,
This broken beaten angel is no more,
I took a knife and sliced off my wings,
As I looked in the mirror,
Watching myself bleed,
I fell to the ground looking around,
As I see my feathers fall and wither on the floor,
Picking up my scale throwing it against the wall,
Feeling the glass shatter as it hits my face,
Almost like a shower of razor blades,
Beating on my body nicking my skin,
No longer am I your angel of sin,
With tainted love and poison filled lips,
My life is nothing but a broken dream never to come true,
As I lie there on the floor still thinking of you,
You in my head as my body bleeds of sorrow and fear,
Reaching my hand out to touch you,
As I see you back away,
Losing my balance as my face slams down on the ground,
You look down at me shaking your head as you kneel down to the floor,
Caressing my cheek as I lie practically lifeless,
Leaning over me softly kissing my cheek,
And whisper to me,
"My little angel,
Smile as you
rabbit heart, in headlights"so, tell me something about you." he whispered into my earrabbit heart, in headlights6 years ago in Post-Teen (Mature) More Like This
tracing my body with his lips instead of chalk, on a bed instead of pavement
my life is an experiment of bad choices and regrets."
"would you say i'm one?"
"no, you definitely are not."
and we moved against each other. believing this wasn't a
m i s t a k e
regret number one,
i breathed into telephones
and left you brokenwhispers in phrases like, i love you
i was too preoccupied with six vowels and two consonants to sputter out ten digits, redialing you to my heart - a nine zero five (i love you too) eight two seven (inhale and exhale) three nine two four (mistaking, that you knew it already) but you didn't.
you told me that my number had been unintentionally erased from your arm with soap and water
(but i had a hunch it was really a bar of dispassion and a running tap of immorality)
regret number t
Greatest Feeling in the WorldGreatest Feeling in the World6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The Greatest Feeling in the World</i>
I have a memory,
One full of feeling,
Of joy and elation;
It is a simple thing,
Intimate and tender;
It fills my heart,
With thoughts of her,
With laughter and happiness,
With tenderness and love;
It is a small thing,
But of such deep meaning,
Of such deep feeling:
The love, joy, and freedom I felt,
When I held her hand,
When I kissed her lips,
When I ran into her arms,
The greatest feeling in the world,
Is holding her tightly in my arms,
And knowing we share something special.
There is nothing wrong with this,
I loved her,
And thoughts of her to this day,
Warm my heart.
When a man and a woman share this connection,
When they love and hold each other tenderly,
When thoughts of their kisses quicken their hearts,
Smiles and praise are sent their way;
But two women?
How could this be?
How could their love possibly equate
To the love a man and a woman can share?
I can answer this,
Simply look into my heart,
Youll see the ans
Winter Haikuwrimo 2009Winter Haikuwrimo 20096 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
plagues the weather
and my health
despite pouring rain
clinic's A/C is set to chill
what's up Doc?
Federal Territory Day
K.L is a ghost town
except for tourists
the teakettle and I
whistle a duet
the cloudy sky breaks
a free bath!
at the clinic
halls are swamped with patients
to whom does it howl
master, moon or mate?
cleaning your grave
pebbles split my nails
I remember your hands
for the moss rose's bloom
sunrise keeps me company
all questions to be answered...
up 272 steps
"no pain, no gain"
Chap Goh Meh
beaches littered with tangerines
The Boy Who Loves... The woman curled up around me, her knees framing one side of my hips, her stomach the other, with me sitting in the space between each like a picture, begins to ask a question. Her head hangs upside down off the edge of the sofa, her long, black curls fanning out onto the carpet.The Boy Who Loves...6 years ago in General More Like This
"Why is it so hard to cry when you're upside down?"
The question sounds like a set up so I respond invitingly. "I don't know. Why?"
"I suspect it's because if you're crying everything else in your life is very upside down and you should be, at least physically, right side up. I'm not entirely sure though which would be why I asked you."
Of course. I should have foreseen that she wanted a discussion not just to give me an answer. I never know with her though. She's a poet, you can never know with poets.
I'm the boy who loves too much, too fast. She's the girl that no man can ever own because she will neve
carbon monoxideIt had been Javiers idea for the tattoos. "It'll keep you safe, Diego. No one will touch you." On the streets, no one had touched Diego to begin with. In order for Javier to earn the tattoo, he had to steal. When he stole the teenager's purse, she screamed and only chased him for half a block before giving up, but Javier didn't stop running. Back at his friend's apartment, when they opened the Coach bag and dumped out the contents, besides lipstick and a compact mirror, the wallet held cash and credit cards, a little iPod with the headphone cords wrapped around it and most of all, a digital camera. It had been a lucky find, and they'd sold everything but left the camera to Javier, who would use it to take pictures of his brother.carbon monoxide5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Diego agreed. He agreed because Javier scared him at the best of times. "If you don't get this, you'll die, Diego. Someone will get mad and put a bullet in your head," Javier emphasized this, formed his hand and fingers in the shape of a gun and pressed his fi
dear sean.dear sean,dear sean.6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
hi. how have you been?
i'm no good at writing letters, i mean, i've never written one before, so i'm not sure if that's the right way to start one out or not. but i do mean it.
i've been wondering if you're doing alright. i've been doing fairly well myself if you were wondering. i'm still living in the apartment and i've found a steady, good-paying job. the rent always sneaks up on me. but i fight it off just in time. i know it'll get easier once i've been working longer.
anyway, the days are getting warmer and it's nice to go out and walk. you still need a jacket, but it's just something comforting about feeling the sun on your face. i've been reading a good book in my spare time. on the cover there's a hand holding a daisy tight in it's grip. the pages are a bit worn down around the edges but it's a good read, honestly.
terribly sad at some parts, i've cried twice and i'm not even half way done. i'd tell you what it's about, but i know it's not one of those books you'd lik
to spell love - collabwhen i was younger, i used to turn my head up to the sky and try to find constellations. i would stay out in the cold until my fingers became numb and my toes turned blue. after school, id come home with grass-stained knees and complain to my mother that i was hungry. id rearrange letter-magnets on the fridge to form my name, and i always wanted to put yours underneath it. i never did, though.to spell love - collab6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
when i was younger i cloaked my feet in ballet shoes of cranberry feather, dressing the soles with laces of pretty words of who i'd never be. i was simply just a sombre soul with skin painted on like glass, if you touched me i shattered, but in the end it's you who had to walk across the shards.
i considered myself a master of trickery and a player of deceit, concealing myself with heart-shaped lenses and lips perked up like a fish. though some days when i watched blue being smoothed across the sky, i'd chuckle at tiny eye worms stirring beneath my lashes, and i was like