Something More

I didn't feel pain, just a strong tingling sensation. the light began to die down, as did her cries, which were now much more mature.

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Living Legends: Volume (Mew)Two: Part 6

"yeah, drinking lots gives you hangovers and makes you feel horrible." he said. sin paused a moment, and then gave a faint shrug.

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New Feelings

I was surprised to see my friend elliott, a handsome gray wolf with the voice of a god. he was outside in the brisk winter night, singing as he did.

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Through a Screen

"_i feel so alone."_ "_i know the feeling_." another pause. "_tell me more_." ink\_blot didn't answer for the rest of the night. at midnight i realized i had stared at a blank screen for over an hour and a half.

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State

You and your coffee. ... how d'you feel? i feel fine. i feel good. i feel young. a little off my game but good. and those times are all right, too. these too shall pass.

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New Feelings: Entry #2: Oh life, why hath thou forsaken me?

Saddened and embarrased i was quiet and secluded myself for the rest of the day.

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The Monster Within

It's not the sharp and pokey monster, it's a different type of pain. it's a monster that makes me judge you. when i don't know who you are, the beast that makes me eschew, things that are bizarre.

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A friendship Bloom part 3

I made my way up to the room of naja, i could feel a breeze; thank god. as i open the door the fresh wave of cool air pushed onto my face as i sighed, closing the door again.

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Happy Fathers Day / Ironically Beautiful

At first he didn't wanted to go, but since he had nothing else to do, a drink wouldn't feel so bad right now.

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My true feelings

the feelings of the lonelyness, the blackness, the death sentence from hell, if only we all knew that we are all not alone, we are all together in the world, all the same, no matter what, the pain, we all feel it, the worst of all is

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A composure of thoughts

Still isolated, swallowed up by the dark. yet still i hope that some way, some day. i shall no longer be looked upon as a waif, a stray.

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A letter to my loves.

the ones i turn to when my passions run high. whether that be good, or bad. my only hope is that i can offer the same for you whenever you need it. you are the world, and the sunshine for me. without you, i would just be....well....i don't know.

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