Eclipse's World
This this will a story that am planing making my self during Night time.
The P-Word
"yeah, i mean, if you did call a dog the p-word, then what you said was kind of..."
So close yet so far introduction
What if some other words did actually exists, what if there was something else, another kind of living. a totally different kind of people. let's try to open our minds to this possibility, just lift our hands and open that possible door in front of us.
Thursday Prompt: Outbreak
Short and done very quickly but very hard to compact things into 50 words. wikipedia calls this a dribble and is in the family of flash fiction. for the thursday prompt: match: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/32502325/ posted using postybirb ?"
Moonlight Sonata (reloaded))
Since this also tells a story I'd figure I'd upload it as a story on top of being a journal entry, also contains bad language and adult situations, so readers beware of prying eyes that might be too young for stories like this. Midnight rolls...
Writer's Block
The words are on the tip of the tongue, but they just won't come.
Is Love Real? -Chapter 3
**Chapter 3** **Jake's P.O.V** I got excited when my parents told me that Arielle will be staying with us for a couple of months and that her parents are going to Hawaii. I cleaned up my room, not knowing if she'll be happy about this...
mister douchebag song i think?
I fell in love with this guy I thought he was really nice but then when i known he got his tan for a can I known I was doomed and i was right we went though 3 weeks of romcance and he brytraded me he lied to me hes a douchebag he always wanted me to...
The Dictators We Call Poets
Tyrants of paper, we crack the whip that is our quill upon words' backs. we command them to become beautiful, to show our pride.
The Dark Night Of The Fire
Photo; [https://www.deviantart.com/qahnareen/art/Infinity-905361174](https://www.deviantart.com/qahnareen/art/Infinity-905361174) Always sees the third exits. I had many plans, many plans to finish the road; true expert on third...
Words Cannot Express
Though words cannot express, i hope this gives you a clue, as to how much i love you.
A Worriors Word
.** **a warriors word** sitting in a dark room, he softly whispers my name. stalking the endless shadows, i can hear him, but i am blind. deep breathe, take one at a time. lick my lips, predict, where he might strike next.