After a while |
After a while you learnthe subtle difference betweenholding a hand and chaining a souland you learnthat love doesn't mean leaningand company doesn't mean security.And you begin to learnthat kisses are...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Jan 2009 03:28:00 GMT |
a love story |
"You wanna fuck him...?"Amy's head rocked back as Tom's fist smashed her nose. She heard the cartilage break and felt the blood run freely down over her lips and chin. She was blind. The ...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Nov 2008 21:05:00 GMT |
one hell of a night. |
Waking up in a dark, enclosed space can be very disconcerting for most, but she remains calm. Feeling around her, she finds the walls to be metal. Lying flat on her, she kicks out with he...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 16:13:00 GMT |
part of me...TOOL |
I know you well. you are a part of me. I know you better than I know myself. I know you best, better than anyone. I know you better than I know myself. You don't judge. ...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 23:32:00 GMT |
opiate...TOOL |
Choices always were a problem for you. What you need is someone strong to guide you. Deaf and blind and dumb and born to follow, what you need is someone strong to use you... like...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 23:30:00 GMT |
my survey. do it. cause i want you to. |
this is my survey. i wrote it. you answer it. private or bulletin. just do it. i wanna know. dont be a jerk. do it. you know you want to.(peer pressure, peer pressure. looks at you in a peer pressure ...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 10:48:00 GMT |
feet and claws (the rat race) |
Chris could feel the rats gnawing at the bottom of his feet. Every few seconds He'd stomp quickly against the hole in the wall. Long enough to knock them off, but not let them...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Sep 2008 23:10:00 GMT |
a womans strength (working title) |
The supple curve of Her breast. The arched line of Her back. How it flawlessly runs along to Her buttocks, up over Her thighs, down to her knees. The smooth line of Her neck. The way Her jaw me...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Aug 2008 12:59:00 GMT |
story |
As a child I used to walk a path behind my house. I had many adventures there. From pirate rescues to astronaut missions. Many a dead soldier is buried there. So are many of my childhood ...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 23:56:00 GMT |
story time. |
I have a secret. I have a family. A wife and two daughters. A house, car and nice front lawn. I'm complimented on all of them. I'm an ordinary guy. I go to work and talk to my co-workers. I eat out at...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 23:53:00 GMT |
