Let's Not Talk About This...Let's Not Talk About This...Let's Not Talk About This...
"...So, have you done it?"
"Done what?"
"It."
"...It? What are you talking about."
"It. Y'know, IT. The dirty."
"No. ...Why are you asking me this?"
"Because..."
"Because why? Have you done it?"
"No! Don't accuse me like that."
"Accuse you? I'm merely asking you the same question."
"Yeah, but still! It sounds like you're making me out to be some whore."
"Whoa, whoa, those are your words, not mine. Though you do dress skanky."
"I do not!" &nbs
NostalgiaI lay across the bed. My eyes remain wide open. My legs are caught,Nostalgia
tangled in the sheets. My arms are ensnared, held down by an invisible force. Yet there is nothing physically there to actually imprison me.
Fingers twitch--- I remember your touch; your hands upon my wrists, your fingers sometimes laced in mind. I can still smell you--- the scent of your cologne is engraved in my memories and in my heart.
I can't forget your face. I can't forget your smile. I can't forget the way you talk nor the way your skin feel
Too LateToo late. So sorry. My words reached your ears but not your heart. You smiled at me, looked into my eyes, held my hand. But then you turned around and walked away, leaving me to watch your back.Too Late
You called me once or twice, somewhere down the road, and I answered back. Always. Yet when I called your name, you didn't respond, continuing on as if my voice was merely a whisper of wind.
So sorry.
...Too late.
Never will you be mine.
| D.O.R.K. That is my license, my decree, my way of living. Writer extraordinaire (in my dreams, anyway) and general anime/manga/etc. connoisseur, my boundaries are broad. I'm just a bucket full of good stuff but that doesn't mean I can't occasionally have a dark side. As an obsessive fan of FPS games (like GOW, COD, etc.), I'm more often seen and heard killing people internationally via virtual bullets and grenades and whatnot than doing something more... productive. So thus, here I am, living in this creative shell just ready to explode. And as goes the saying of my kind: Back off, you're blocking my shot! Move now or eat my bullet. TTYL! Lolololol. :3 (Or something like that.) |
Sebas/Grell
Speechless
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Still fuck Joe Quesada, but Twilight "vampires" have been given a name. This name is Twiggle, pass it on.
avatar: ~happyanzu1
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I am all that is left of the creature that was once me.
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From the womb to the tomb, I will be your lover. <3
Paint the past and I will write the future. Together we'll make love.
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I am all that is left of the creature that was once me.
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...wait, did I just type that out loud?
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From the womb to the tomb, I will be your lover. <3
Paint the past and I will write the future. Together we'll make love.
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Werd ich zum Augenblicke sagen:
Verweile doch! du bist so schön!
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