Rainy Day
She knew how to use them, her father had been a fan, and he had taught her how to use the one that still sat, gathering dust now, the map full of pins faded and lonesome in the basement.
Bonds Of Love (4)
Chapter four name i sighed and spoke to my lonesome self "well it seems like i'm safe. i'll get home using the long route. like that i can avoid him for now." i look to the right then the left. i closed my eyes to listen to the world around me.
Dog's Life
Ever since moving out, life had really battered at him, leaving him a lonesome depressed husk. rent costs, chores and constant stress clung to him like rain on a window pane; slowly dragging on, only to be replaced by more when it finally drips off.
A Biography of a Human: We All Fall Down
The story of the lonesome human who repaired the shattered moon, such a lovely tale. one of the few that have a human in a nice role.
The Human Species Ch.7 - Smug Chief Snivy
It's 'lonesome wanderer lucario!'" the oddish corrected with a horrified expression, "look! no spikes!" "hmm?" the vileplume exclaimed as she too began staring at lucario's hands and chest, "why, you're right!
The Human Species Ch. 24 - Twisted Pokémon Professor
I wanna see lonesome wanderer lucario!" ###### _chapter improved and approved by beta reader_
Starfire the Lone Courier The Fort!! Part 1
He lets out a big sigh as he continues to walk along the lonesome highway; he then sees what looks like a huge wall in the distance so he decides to approach it with caution as he gets within meters to the wall "hey you!!"
Creation of Furries Ch. 5
I love the lonesomeness. brings new truth to the term lone wolf. i kept walking down the street, ignoring the stares of the passing humans. they were oblivious to the storm ahead. the war. the war that would be.
My foxy Days: Friendship
He took long, lonesome walks in the park, was sitting on random benches in the forest for hours, staring at the leaves and, if at home, retreated into his garden, quietly sobbing while staring at the leaves there.
poem of years long ago
Always curled up on a floor holding my self so that i feel the slightest bit of love wich is fake for i hate myself and every thing i am for i am nothing i was shown a false world where i mattered to someone yet now i see the real world a cursed mass of lonesome
The Fool
There sits a lonely gentleman upon a shaky stool there are many whom flock around him to play him for a fool he looks out with his lonesom eyes across the braying static winking cheap, electric lighting his reaction's automatic he drains
The Search For You
To make you want to say goodbye know that i lose myself every time you're on my mind no matter how far i've gone know that i could never find another you here in this lonesome place your name rings true it's in this place that i search for you