Succumbing
Everyday I smile at my friends Show I'm a bright and happy kid I get home and laught at today Like I have no care ... But then my dark side takes over I sit on my bed and tuck into isolation Cry because no one is there I go downstairs and find...
Chapter 1
The sun finally made its way over the tree line, creating a beautiful golden glow that shimmered along the leaves. They twinkle and sway left and right allowing the light to hit them differently every time. The small dew droplets glisten when the...
Cruelest Cut
Bending to stroke her calico cat which wound around her ankles as she frowned at the mirror, sylvia felt almost naked because of the severe cut.
Cut Short
"if you want i can kill you right here and now, or i could cut you down. it's your choice." "kill me now if you wish.
By A Thousand Cuts
"very cut-and-dry, you know?" what was a nice way of putting that? "very by-the-book." fran got the idea. "bit of a stickler, wasn't she?" "drill knew every rule by heart," jackie chuckled dryly.
Short Stories: Why Exist? Part 6
#7 of short stories: suicidal actions this short story was heavily inspired what i've experienced in my life but not the cutting or suicide art (obivously)...
Slice Of Life
"it's a one-way," she reads, "'who's ready for a cut-throat competition'?" back in pioneer days, people used two-man saws to cut through tree logs. for this challenge, teams must work together to saw one giant log into 3 parts.
Legend of the OmeletWings - Chapter 6: Word Spreads
Commotion had risen in the OmeletWing village as news spread of Embryo's leaving. It began when Vitellus came to visit his betrothed. That's when Yoke and Albumen had to deliver the news. "Three Egg Yokes! WHAT?" Vitellus cried, "That doesn't make...
For Once Chapter One
It was a nice clean cut. blood was slowly trickling down my arm, soaking my brown fur in a shade or red. i ran my arm under some warm water from the sink and dried it off with a paper towel. good as new, my demons caged once again.
Donald Trump was in my dream
Trump, so i took my gaff and started beating it down through my head, when that failed, i reached into my tackle box and grabbed my fillet knife and continued to cut my wrist, ankles, throat and stabbing my head, again, failing to kill myself.
Chapter 1- Cutting Deep
"you know he didn't mean it, you know how your father--" "yeah mom, i get it," i said, cutting her off. "look shay, you're doing better, and you're going to recover.
Do Not Cut Corners in Bulking
I think that-" he was cut off by blaze. "i already said i didn't need your help, man. this is the best day of my life." he smiled. the machoke snorted and just looked at blaze's belly. fine, if he didn't want help, he wouldn't help.