Visiting time was finally over and Rufus bid his visitors farewell. He’d had quite a good visit and managed to get a bit of business done. All he really wanted to do, however, was get back to his journal. “Hey, would you lot mind if I wrote in my journal for a bit? There’s something I need to get written down,” Rufus asked.“Nah, it’s okay, time for my programme, anyway” Cynthia smiled.“Okay, I’ll get out of your face, too...

Rufus wanted nothing more than to pace the floor, but being bed bound and advised against any strenuous activity, he could do nothing. Instead he just mimicked the movement, which was part of his physiotherapy anyway, and wished he could have a smoke. 'Suppose this could be a good opportunity to give up, though,’ he thought, resigning himself to not smoking, ‘meh, I still wanna smoke. Stressed out here!’“Hey Roof, I’m bac...

Amy said nothing, just stood there smiling at Rufus. A nurse came along and fussed over Rufus.“Rufus, look at me, don’t move too much. You’ve got three broken ribs and a fractured pelvis, if you move suddenly, you could be really hurt,” the nurse told him.Rufus burbled, trying to get the words, but still too out of it to make any sense. ‘Why is Amy here?’ he thought.“A doctor will be by soon.” The nurse smiled sweetly.Ruf...

Lust  I finally found the one, who brings the lust out of me. Oh and he loves me, and wants me, he plans to keep me! I’m everything he wants, and he is everything I want. Our Lust burns deep for each other. Who am I to blame, look at you. You’re gorgeous, sexy as can be! The things you do to me make me weak in the knees. I crave you, desire you, and yes of course lust after you. Gluttony  I swallow you whole, taking all o...

On Tuesday, I went out for a walk. I hadn’t been out for three days - I don’t go out at the weekend and couldn’t be bothered on Monday, so went out on Tuesday. I was really just wanting to get out and take a walk, to nowhere really. I had to clear my head and hopefully make myself breath a little better. I’m suffering from seasonal allergies just now and it’s pretty horrendous, so I was hoping a walk to somewhere it isn’t...

My laptop screen is too bright, but I can’t be bothered turning it down. I’ll just live with it. I decided to get some food to quell my hunger but all that did was make me even more hungry and thirsty. I have a notification on Facebook, which has turned out to be crap and I’m currently drawing level with my opponent in Tekken 3. Whoopee. My writing endeavours all turn out to be crap, which is fzarking annoying. Yeah, I us...

Purple nails, they clack along the keyboard.Typing this tripe, listening to Metallica,Chatty chat, I go. My replies may be slow,You know? Running out of rhymes, so I’m not gonna.I’ll just type stuff, no idea of what’s coming,Quick change that loathsome track!Correct that spelling mistake,Reply to that IM! Hey, turn Jason’s bass up!Ah, my punctuation messed up there. Corrected.I kinda wanna smoke, but I’m giving up. Health...

I hate those times when you want to write something, but either have no drive, or no ideas. You open a word document and just type for the sake of typing. Or if you’re a fan of pen and paper, you do it that way. You have no idea if you’re gonna come up with something good or just a bunch of words strung together. Sometimes, it’s amazing, you actually find that there’s something about just writing your thoughts about havin...

Rufus and Cynthia sat in the gloomy, dingy wee restaurant enjoying their food and each other’s company. They sat and pretended to be posh and ordered the most posh sounding items from the menu. In truth, it was pretty ordinary food, done up to look posh, but it was yummy. “So... we’re finished here. Movie now?” Rufus asked.“Sure thing, just settle the bill first.”“Oh yeah... Waiter!” Rufus called.“Yes, sir?”“Vlad? Hey, Vl...

Rufus and Cynthia sat enjoying the company of each other. In each other’s arms, they felt peaceful, their minds at rest and their noisy souls seeming to calm each other.They awoke in the morning in a rush. Cynthia had to get to work and Rufus was late to see a client. “So, Rufus, wanna meet after work? We can go back to mine this time.”“Okay, same wee cafe?”“Yeah, that place is becoming ours,” Cynthia yawned.“Innit just?...

“Amy, this is Cynthia, don’t be alarmed, she’s friendly,” Rufus told Amy.Amy never spoke, unfortunately she was mute, but she was easy enough to read. That’s one of the many things Rufus loved about Amy.“Um, hello Amy,” Cynthia greeted Amy.Amy hid behind Rufus. She was nervous, but she flashed a shy smile in Cynthia’s direction. She seemed to be warming to Cynthia. Rufus handed Cynthia a cup of tea and beckoned her into t...

Rufus finished his work and headed to the wee cosy cafe. He was excited about meeting Cynthia again, but nervous, too. He’d been working pretty hard that day, despite not having much to do. The computer he was inspecting was being a right bam. It was in such ill health, it took him all day just to reformat a hard drive and then there was the added hassle of having to reinstall all programs and configure them individually....

His finger stroked the mouse, hovering over the button. His heart was beating in his chest and his hand sweating.“Oh, just do it,” Rufus said aloud.Finally, he clicked the ‘send request’ button, confirmed whether he wanted to send the request and immediately shut the computer down and went to bed.“Up early tomorrow, after all... Night Amy,” he said to the empty room.Rufus laid awake thinking of Cynthia. He couldn’t get he...

“You should know I’m dangerous…” -Alesana, The Murderer.  His stare pierces her, Embedding itself in her mind. The knife was hidden somewhere, He told her that much, Didn’t tell her where, Just if she found it, she would live. He found it, Dripping red from his past, Shining in the light from the one lamp, Slicing the air… “It’s hard to believe, but I’m… having fun.” Tease her with it, Slicing small wounds. Tying her up,...

He stood at the bus stop, drawing on a cigarette. Nodding his head to the music from his headphones, he looked at his watch. ‘Fifteen minutes... Ugh, hurry, stupid bus!’ he thought.He discarded his cigarette butt on the ground and looked around. ‘Cute bum,’ he thought, regarding the curvy woman next to him.He changed the music to his favourite band and smiled at the recent memory of having seen them live. ‘Man, Cristina S...