

Survival Pt 1Marley crouched next to the road her eyes, green and focussed, scanned the bushes alongside it. A combination of foliage, high and low, lined the road for miles but she was sure this was the spot; it was always the same spot. She had been waiting for hours silently stretching and moving about to keep alert but the sky turned a perfect blend of pinks and oranges and the sun started to set. It would be dark in less than an hour, Marley would have to leave them and hope they survived the night.Survival Pt 1
More survivors, Marley and her group had thought it was impossible until they had seen the flyers in town start to disappear. Every few days she w
Eclipse

The MovieHer heart beats fast. Her breath is jagged and every intake is a challenge. In her mind she plays through the possibilities. Maybe he did come with the intention of being just friends. Maybe he came out of guilt because he has blown her off so many times. Maybe he did just wanted to see this movie. She faces the screen but does not watch the movie. He captivates her. Even doing nothing she finds just being near him confounds her. She wants to talk. Wants him to look back at her or maybe even just glance. Can he not feign interest, just for a second. Mentally she begs. A scream on screen causes her to jump and takes her attenThe Movie


i killed the cat last week andand well- ii killed the cat last week and
think you should love me
anyway.


illumination. she goes by danielle.illumination.
she borrowed it from her dead aunt because she can't stand her actual first
name - charlotte. she says it reminds her too much of the serial killer charles
cullen. [not charles manson, charles cullen. she's always been one to look for
lesser-known options.] danielle sounds much lovelier, she says, like some kind of yellow wildflower. perhaps she's thinking of dandelions, which are actually
weeds, but i've never told her that.
it doesn't really matter, because i secretly call her charlotte anyway, just in
the back of my


nosebleedwe're miles in the sky, the timber line invisible now, the nosebleed air thin and about to paint our faces red. - you had told me how you'd love to climb the empire state building, to climb it and fall out of the fifteenth story before it was blown up from another anti-american bombing. - i always gave you what you wanted. don't sleep, you'd tell me over the phone. [it was two o'clock on a school night. i would walk the hallsnosebleed
the next day with shadows like
sharpies drawn under my eyes. because you asked me to.]
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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
I love reading your writinggg
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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
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Master...I'm Yours...
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Being a slave is hard work, but hey, no one can steal your job!
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Thanks a lot for your opinions in my gallery
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katelouise.
It's me and the moon, she said.
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