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StoryEndings and Beginnings ankari515 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Final Kiss. InspiredWriter415 years 11 months ago
StoryDown In The Dumps luigi_pagano1315 years 11 months ago
StoryA truth of broken love WillSimpson315 years 11 months ago
StoryLosing It MistakenMagic2915 years 11 months ago
StoryDescribe A Place Where You Feel Afraid. InspiredWriter215 years 11 months ago
StoryNovember 6th ankari915 years 11 months ago
StorySundial ankari316 years 10 hours ago
StoryAfter Party ankari116 years 11 hours ago
StoryNothing, not finished InspiredWriter316 years 1 week ago
StoryLady of the Night. InspiredWriter316 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Birds Verity Valentine316 years 2 months ago
StoryMy Secret Weapon Verity Valentine416 years 2 months ago
StoryHer houndtang316 years 2 months ago
StorySpoon Terrence Oblong716 years 3 months ago
StorymANNeAter aitticboy1516 years 3 months ago
StoryAlbatross of the World Ewan816 years 5 months ago
StoryMoonlight Sonata. InspiredWriter1116 years 6 months ago
StorySilent departure. InspiredWriter316 years 6 months ago
StoryRequiem Anon. ankari616 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Rag Doll InspiredWriter416 years 8 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Trying to change the world in an afternoon.

It had more than I ever could have; invisibility, freedom. The chance to just leap into the air on an updraft of wind and soar away into the blue abyss, never to be seen again.

A kiss, the first kiss.

And now I have you So delicate and white, Lost within the indigo night. You fell from the sky and collapsed, Mimicking the dying stars, Falling endlessly through the abyss.

Holy shit Batman (a schnippet of teenage life).

You said , did you make a move on GLENN???? I started ranting about how me and jamie brokeup... I hope... Holy shit, batman
Cherry

An Affair.

It was cold outside, But in the cusp of your hand there is a flame, Withering and dying- But it is still alive. What is it that attracts two people together?

Tremble.

Death is at your door, Knocking; just knocking. A question forms a glitter in your pupil, Reverberating in the air as excited swarms of insects. As the floor is eaten beneath the wheels

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