Love, Here I am again, at your door. It's as almost as if I've never left. No matter where I go I always end up here no matter how hard I try. It's like all roads lead to Rome, all rivers fall to the sea, all the birds fly south and my heart always comes back to you. We've ...
picture shamelessly ripped off from their Facebook page / ලැජ්ජ නැතුව මුණුපොතෙන් ඉස්සුවා I missed the first Pecha Kucha. Primarily because I had no idea what in blue blazes it really was. The first event was, to my memory, in the middle of a sudden flurry of semi-famous DJ events with weird names from Europe, the Med.. maybe Narnia? ...
The dinner party was not at all going as planned. When the doorbell rang that last time, there was a mixed sense of relief and dread; the master detective had arrived. The Captain hastily moved to greet his new best friend. Their small town had been rocked to the core by the sudden brutal murder of Lord Wittlemeyer of ...
I really don't want to add to the endless watershed of "tribute" posts that follow an important figure's demise. As far as I'm concerned what really matters is the passing of a significant continuing impact on our lives and blathering on about how we feel about it is just self promotional pandering. In any case Steve Jobs' significance to ...
"Lawyers... hmph.!" She knew she wasn't the only one thinking it. All the other moms in this class probably, no definitely, shared her sentiment as Stacy's mom just pulled the rug out from under her feet at today's parent-teacher meet. "Fine..." she thought, "if Mz.power-suit-$600-an-hour doesn't think two dads are good enough to pull off directing the kids play, ...
He walked slowly along the treeline. His steps weighed down by the weight of his thoughts. It seemed to be the simplest of things and yet it was so complicated. He knew what he wanted and it was within his reach. But was he reaching for something that wasn't meant to be? Was it something that was never to ...
He had woken up in this dingy, but oddly spacious, motel room a few weeks ago. A little hungry and quite a lot confused. The last thing he remembered was the last test that they had him doing and he certainly didn't remember being let out of his contract. Aperture didn't work like that. This WAS the company that ...
The long road stretched out in front of him. An endless hole of blackness holding god-only-knows-what and he was heading right into it. His headlights barely managed to pierce through enough so that he wouldn't fall into some ditch. The only other light came from the stars that were content to just hang prettily in the sky. At least ...
A tired heart feels the weight of its chain mail suit. A bond with darkness. Eyes of fiery cold sees bloody streaks on new snow. A bond with darkness. Memories past, remembering of you. A bond with darkness. Murder in the blood awakes demons inside. A bond with darkness. Indieink writing challenge again. I really need to write something ...
Jane took a sip of her morning tea, hands wrapped I lovingly wrapped around the mug enjoying how its warmth was heating up her palms while the sip of tea in her mouth soothed her taste buds and warmed her from the inside on its way down. Sitting sleepily at the kitchen table in the quiet of a Saturday morning ...
“Papa go home, go to bed now. It’s getting late.” That was all he wanted to say. In his mind the words formed perfectly. He could even hear himself say them with the perfect kind but firm tone with just enough love behind it to show he cared, but not so much that it would make things uncomfortable. But he ...
"Shit! the puppets are going to check the classes today!" "What!?!" "Yeah, quick we gotta hide the phones" "No kidding Sherlock. and just where exactly are we going to hide them" The boys looked around anxiously. The classroom wasn't exactly Sherwood Forest. It obviously wasn't a place meant for the boys to hide contraband. ...
there had never been a more perfect moment to see than when gazes were so deep the whole night sky was in your eyes and there was nothing else in the world to see. Eternity was just a tiny star on the corner of your iris and as time remained our mistress to keep, ...
As clearly shown by my last post, I'm not exactly one to have a considerable attention span. While I began on Facebook with (what I thought was) quite ample enthusiasm on this "30 days.." menagerie that's been running around, putting up one a day never really materialized. So I'm gonna cheat a little.(yes, I'm very naughty aren't I? :P ) ...
I love to read. I really love to read. Now I'm not the biggest book worm in the world, I certainly couldn't keep up with Rory Gilmore, Gutterflower, Vindi, Halik or the like, but I do like me some books to keep me occupied and considered myself more than your average bookworm. I cant call myself that with a ...
"The first Christmas you remember having is the greatest day of your life.Your family's all together, there are loads of presents, cookies.The magic is alive and well.But before you know it, you grow up. Work and school and girlfriends take over and Christmas becomes more of an obligation, a reminder of what's lost instead ...
- If I were a season, I would be Autumn - If I were a month, I would be December - If I were a day of the week, I would be Saturday - If I were a time of day, I would be late evening - If I were a planet, I would be Naboo - If I were ...
