Her body lays on his bed, listening to him play his game, and she shuts her eyes against it, slipping into a dream. In the dream, it's her and him. Only her and him. And then the bed bounces, and it's back to her, him, and his game...She hates being a light sleeper.
You wanna know why I stand as tall as I do? Why I look so proud? Why I have this stupid mask up? Why, even with all that, I look away when you look me in the eyes? Because I don't want you to see the real me. Because I don't want you to know how much I actually slouch. I don't want you to see how ashamed I am. I don't want you to see how broken I am underneath all this painted happiness. Because you don't need to know all...
Guess you could say, "Why do I care? It's just hair..." But when you lose it, and that's out of your control... You do care. You wish for it back. I used to have my long, dark red hair down to the end of my back... I lost it half a year ago, Now I have a fake wig I put on in the morning. No one knows, No one really cares, really. They don't know, because I won't tell. There's no reason to tell strangers that I lost my hai...
"Take it back, take it back, I still believe you can..." Evanescence, Disappear. She said goodbye, told herself he wasn't worth the time the waiting, or the pain. But what if... What if she gave him one more chance to try again to start over, or to take it back?
Talk to me, You'll get to know me, You'd never know, That what I'm about to say, is true. "Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them, so I try and forget it any way I can." Neil Young. I believe in... ...love ...happiness ...realization ...uniqueness ...helping ...and acceptance. Now, I will tell you about what I was thinking about last night, and what I thought of all those years that I tried to force myself to believe lik...
“You’re my one and only,” he promised, breathing lightly down her back. “I’ll never love another.” She smiled at him through half-closed eyes, before drifting off. Her breathing hadn’t even settled into a rhythm before he was gone. It was easy to fool girls, he mused, strolling through London’s back-alleys. He slipped inside a modest house, only to find a girl in a lacy nightdress looking up at him with big doe eyes. “I m...
