That Four Letter WordLOVE...so meaningful...or meaningless, a simple four letter word, when put into that three word sentence, can make one person another's world.That Four Letter Word
But why do we put such confidence, into such a simple phrase? Why do we trust so little words, when speaking everyday?
How do we know they're not just lying, that they mean the words they say? Do we just accept and trust them, and all will be okay?
Frankly it scares me out of my mind, which is why I've been avoiding it. But it sparks my curiosity, of what it feels like to be in it.
A Fork in the RoadTraveling down this path not liking what i see, there is turmoil and darkness galore, and its turning into me.A Fork in the Road
Gripping me at ever limb it seems impossible to leave, and then a forked path, strait ahead in front of me.
In one the dark continues, but I'm finally alone, The brightest light in the other, but there is people new and known.
It scares me to enter it, when I am so used to the dark, but I have to take the brighter path if i want to make my mark.
Slowly inching towards it, i feel its warmth, but fear,
Running Away From...It is coming...so near... I can feel it breathing down my neck... I step away...start running... I do not even look back...Running Away From...
It is here again...ugh oh no... but in a different shape and form... why does this keep happening... as I start to run...again...
Too many times it is happening... why me I ask...why me... it constantly keeps chasing... is it only me it sees...
I fall...so close...to getting away again... but it is here and nigh... must I give in too it... I'm scared and I don't know why...
I can't help but run when
Once Upon A TimeLike many stories often begin, this one begins with “Once upon a time…” But unlike most stories, this one’s ending isn’t as happy as most.Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time there was a girl and a boy. They weren’t quite just a girl and a boy though since they were in high school and such. But either way, they were a girl and a boy.
The girl was seeing a guy. Now don’t get me wrong, he wasn’t abusive per se, but he was rather ridiculously possessive over the girl. He scared the girl. She didn’t love him, nor did she ever really want him.
The boy was friends with the girl. He se
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Sexy Voice?
Neutral
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Please look at my homepage...pretty please? I'll give you a cookie! :3
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I am what I am,
I am what we are,
But one day you'll see,
I'll be a STAR
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Remind me why I can't have the dictatorship again...
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"It's always a good day when you start it at the bomb range."
~Kari Byron, Mythbuster
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I am what I am,
I am what we are,
But one day you'll see,
I'll be a STAR
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Hard to the F'ing Core
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