Hated Minds
I could feel my mind coming back to me, and then i looked into tom's eyes, and then i felt something hit my mind, i was holding his hips. i never felt my arms move from my sides.
The Mind Game
"i will try to take your mind...you will try to keep it. all you have to do...is keep your mind...and you can go." he'd never heard of it, but if all he had to do was keep his mind, it wouldn't be that hard. "alright."
Great Minds
Sometimes, it’s good to be mindful of where you are. …unlike, he realized, at least some of his fellow travelers.
Transcent of mind
Soon enough he could feel her mind enter his own. _“another nightmare dion?"_ dion took a deep breath, his voice came from a distance, detached from his mind.
Silent, Lifting Mind
'jonathon howard: you don't mind if i say stuff like that right?' 'bradley wilson: course not why would i' 'jonathon howard: well, i mean, after last friday and all' _oooh,_ _you don __e it now! br__ ing_ _up the awkward topic_ _why doncha__!
God of mind
_“no i try to open your mind. dig into your soul. i want to stop this before it destroys me. the rite, it was all because of you. i try to keep balance in mind because you starting to become a real problem within my mind.
A Mind's Eyes 01
#1 of a mind's eyes: dream journal dream date: 10/11/2017 perspective: 1st-person i wander, apparently lost in a warehouse. it reminds me a bit of the warehouse from dairy of the dead, and is just as dimly lit.
With Quiet, Lifting Mind
"i don't mind that." she rubbed one of the stones of her necklace between thumb and forefinger, distractedly. "i did, briefly.
In His Mind
He yawned loudly, "mind if you assist this time? or are you going to be a passive observer again?" he was still steel, but his opponents brought out his more serious side.
It sets my mind to wander...
This was the sort of thought that you pushed out of your mind, if you could.
Twisted Mind
**Prologue** She dashed threw the darkened forest as blood ran from her forehead to her cheek. Her dress, long and flowing white with stains of blood and dirt, caught on a branch. She had no time to stop and untangle the ragged dress and kept...
Mind
* * * i must start with the person most closest to my heart we talk so much and yet we barely speak at all when i do bring up a mindful subject i feel like your mind just falls apart and it just feels like, between us, there's an unnecessary wall.