My Name Is Jason Shallowater
Traumatized by the events of my past, i had gotten in with a bad crowd. i had started hanging out with some bad furs that, little did i know, were part of a gang.
Conundrum
The future is my past i can't relate i can't even begin what is it to find love?
Hello again...more than a friend...
Our life, so we took for granite the fragile devotion as you saw a shell standing before you, i saw a shadow of someone i once knew in place of our love, distance took in the space, & only it grew before long glances were all we cared to give i doubted my
Remorse(poem)
A heart to fill the gaping wound that was my soul and now i was back in control and maybe now tomorrow seemed like a saving grace but now i have to face that was the disgrace i once was and the only person who can't forgive me about my
Burning Bridges
The funny thing it's not my past that is bothering me. more with just self esteem than anything. while i tend to post vent journals once in a while, i never share my true emotions with anyone.
Mis-taken...
Concrete ways differences divide my mind as trips i recall guide me to familiar shadows left among the dark deep blue in thought, i bait the moments to wait, like a hungry shark hands at the ready, i feel among the memories emotions left to dissipate among my
chapter 17
Some of my pasts are twisting my mind.)" "(i don't know exactly what happened, so you can stop talking with me about this)."
The Road Of Life- Chapter 2
I was too deep in thought thinking about the darkness of my past that i didn't hear the wolf approach. "hey.. you doing ok?" andrew asked with a curious and somewhat worried tone.
The Shocking Truth
After seeing my past in my sleep i felt myself being nudged slightly. opening my eyes i saw shasha standing over me while kerli was sitting on my back.
No Popcorn for the Movie
I was watching something that happened in my past, and i was watching on the big screen. i saw myself smile while reading a note by the coyote--kevin mena--and tucking it away in the pocket of my hoodie.
Part 5 - Resemblance
But elize kept looking at me, probably wondering and wanting to ask something about my past. "razor." elize started. "you ... were looking sad just now. what is it that hurts you so much?" she asked.
A redemption of the soul
"it's my past..." spyro kept hugging her and whispered. "what about it... please tell me cynder... it hurts me to see you like this." cynder sighed gently and spyro saw a glisten in her eyes.