i miss canada and i miss my old life, but i cant go back so i have to start off new.
at least the weather is nice here. its always sunny, but i'm still sad and lonely, not depressed, just wasting away


The MistThe MistThe Mist
By: RENAE THIELE
Preface Melanie Holmes
The mist sets in. Everywhere is so dark, so cold, so wet. How did I ever get here? How do I get out? Animals scuffle past, scraping my legs as I run. Trees tower over me, making sure that no light reaches this mist. Why did he have to love me? What did I ever do to him?
Melanie? Are you out here? Please come back to me to us. Im Im sorry for my actions. I would have never
His voice fades. Jarred has finally given up on me. Why am I so mean? Why cant I just shut up a


Changing LoveWalking through the mist, I see a figure. A figure standing in the middle of the road. Perhaps a man. Maybe he is still a boy. I cannot tell, it is too dark here, too quiet, too uneventful.Changing Love
You know my presence, you feel it wash around you, creeping up slowly with the mist now.
Creeping up your legs, up your perfectly sculptured body, until it encloses around your nose. Your eyes open. You know me, at least I think I know you.
Are you a mirage, out here on the highway to death, just a memory that I cling to dearly??? You flinch, definitely not a memory. You step


Deep EmotionsI shut my eyes to make sure I am not dreaming this. This one meaningful moment in my existance. You.Deep Emotions
Something starts to pull at my neck, kind of a tearing if you think of it. It is a bit warm, and very silent now. I open my eyes. I see you. Relief washes over my whole body, and for one second I remember the feeling on my neck, but that soon fades as I feel your warm, soft, hard lips on mine. Pulling all the life out of me, and yet giving me so much strength that I can hold you there in my arms for all eternity. Time stops, all stops, except for our feverent passion, our endless emotions, our pure helplessness for ea


CHAOSEvery where I look, people look back suspiciously. Why cant they just live their lives and not mine? These days are all confusing. People think that I am going insane, Why do they care, they never have before? They are all feeding me pills, Unknown pills, And maybe, just maybe its the pills fault. But what if it isn't? What if their right? What if I truly am going insane?CHAOS
What happens to me now?
Why cant people just back off and let me breath?
Why do they whisper about me, when I can hear them?
Do they think that I'm dumb? Why cant people
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