Don't Fear the Reaper: Chapter 1
"c'mon, don't be problems...please don't be a problem...just be another guy coming through the front doors...please," he thought to himself. there was heavy breathing on the back of his neck...
Don't know me ch 6
"don't worry demetrius, i won't judge you or hurt you, your master told me a bit of your story so you don't have to worry with me around ok." he said in a very kind, sincere and not to mention deep voice. "promise..."
Don't own me ch 3
"i...i don't know, i don't want to be hurt again." "b...but i wouldn't do anything to hurt you..." "that's what freed said when we we're dating, and look how i ended up." "...okay...i knew you wouldn't go out with me..." he said starting to tear up.
Chapter 18: Don't Leave Me
But baby i don't mean it . . . i mean it . . . i promise. da, da-da, da-da pleeeeeeese don't leave me. pleeeeeeese don't leave me.
Don't Fear the Reaper: Part 3
"now you don't! i could be here...i could be there...i could be anywhere! i'm a ghost! a spirit! i am all places and i am nowhere..."
I Don't Know How To Love
Forgive me for i don't know how to love. yet there are so many things about you i can think of. the feeling of your paws wrapped around mine. brushing your grey fur is simply divine.
Don't Ask the Compass (Otherwise Untitled)
~ "if you don't mind my asking...", peter volunteered as ms. vineheart folded the rug. the engineer nodded, amicable to the inquiry as he continued, "how do you know which way to pray, when we're out in deep space like this?"
We Don't Want You Here...
don't dally in that forest now!" "yes ma'am," he responded, laughing slightly. he looked up and saw the sun starting to set. he had some time.
Don't Pay for Water (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the bear shook his head with a slow nod towards the door they'd last seen the waiter step through, "i don't really have the... papers... to talk with the cops, if ya' dig."
Don't Drive Tired (Otherwise Untitled)
~ It had been a long day's travel, having driven well into the night before Kevin found himself staggering up the steps to his front door. Stifling a yawn, he was thankful he'd left the porch light on several days before. "Ugggghhhh... so ready for...
I'm dying...and you don't even care?
Chapter 1: Elizabeth wakes with a terrible feeling. Although, she's blind and can't smell anything, she knew that something was wrong. She grabs her walking stick and goes to find the door. When she grabbs the metal door knob and it burnt her hand....
Home, why don't I have one?
I'm so tired...and I'm not talking about being sleepy, but i am that which lets me think clearer than when I'm awake...I'm talking about, your very soul itself is feeling the strain and just wants to give up and crawl away. Ever since i left Detroit...