andrew-evans

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StoryHe has a secret andrew-evans316 years 1 month ago
StoryShe was the lumberjack's wife andrew-evans416 years 1 month ago
StoryI wish i had the right words andrew-evans116 years 1 month ago
StoryNever ever andrew-evans216 years 2 months ago
StoryMy First Poem 04greevesj516 years 3 months ago
StoryWhole andrew-evans416 years 5 months ago
StoryOverlooked andrew-evans216 years 6 months ago
StoryMy new age pen pal andrew-evans416 years 7 months ago
StoryAn Incident on the Line Silver Spun Sand2216 years 9 months ago
StoryMy shadow andrew-evans617 years 2 months ago
StorySuicide IS murder andrew-evans417 years 3 months ago
StoryFirst kiss andrew-evans617 years 10 months ago

My stories

Envy

Headphones in music blaring, notes almost visible on the white ceiling tiles at which he's staring, deep breath in and he push up against the weight, his arms struggling to support it,

Greed

He had but a five pound note crisp, and folded in his pocket as he walked through the bright red door into the bookies. He started on the slot machines, the collection of various fruits

Lust

She wonders through the smokey mist that hangs in the air, seemingly searching perhaps for a friend or perhaps for love, it's neither infact, the way she's dressed

Sloth

(Sloth: is the neglect to take care of something that one should do) 57th street down town chicargo, he's walking at a casual pace, early, as usual, he's ten minutes

With arms wide open

With arms wide open like jesus on the cross shoulders sqaure to finger tips, we let things in with no defence, and eventually we repent this decision. With arms closed shut

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