50 Words of Barch and O'NeillSummary: A Daria fanfic. Do you know what the world needs? More ONeill/Barch fics. Here are fifty super-short ones. Some sexual references.More Like This
As long as they kept their relationship fun, casual and kinky, Janet could pretend that she wasn't falling back into the pattern that led to her first marriage, divorce and heartbreak.
Then one day, without even meaning to, she accidentally used the 'L' word...
"I hate Mondays." To most people it was an innocuous statement, but somehow Janet was the only one he could admit hating anything to.
They had both been in pain once, for different reasons and at different poin
AspieI have Asperger's Syndrome.More Like This
Even saying it makes me feel relief.
I'm not weird.
I'm not strange.
I'm not different.
Well, I am different.
But I'm different for a reason.
My brain is wired up differently.
My brain is square when everybody else's is round.
My brain has three layers and everybody else has eight.
I get worried when I don't know what I'm doing.
I get worried around lots of people.
I get worried if things change.
I'm bad at telling how people feel.
I'm bad at reading people's faces.
I'm bad at a lot of social things.
But I'm good at things too.
I'm good at Maths.
I'm good at Music.
I'm good at knowing right from
When Your Best is Not Good EnoughDon't speak.More Like This
Don't hold yourself together.
Don't fall apart.
Don't pretend it is all going to be okay.
Don't act like it won't be all right.
Don't touch me.
Don't look away from me.
Don't be so needy.
Don't be so grateful.
Don't act silly.
Don't be so serious.
Don't have so much fun.
Don't be so sullen.
Don't love anyone too much.
Don't be so selfish.
Don't ignore me.
Don't love me too much.
And hope? Hope is just a lie you tell yourself so that tomorrow, you can do it all over again.
VioletXDaniel: First Encounterment 9SO, after a few moments, I tried to forget about what Daniel told me. He probably would've liked that anyway, so I tried looking for something in the fest that could make the best distraction. Between that, I looked back at Poppy and her friends and saw the candy store lady of Fallfield, with beautiful flowing bleached hair and candy beads around her wrists, watching over them.More Like This
"What's that over there?" Daniel asked me as he pointed at the haunted house.
"Huh? Oh, that's really nothing but some sad attempt, made by Morcucorp, to scare the little children," I responded.
"Can we go look at it?" He asked.
"Do you really want to?" I asked. Ju