The little girl was seven, maybe eight years old. Innocent and loving, like any normal child. Adorable too. Long curly black hair trained into pigtails, big brown eyes, and smile that told of a missing baby tooth, always a proud accomplishment. If I ever wanted a child, I’d want it to look like her. She… Continue reading sick people
Author: mistress faruzah
losing your viginity at a church is quite the experience
postings
what the hell’s going on?!?!?! i’ve submitted about four new pieces within the past month, and not only have none of them been posted, but there’s nothing new at all! this is a test submit, and i doubt that it’ll ever show up……
Fear Of Dying
I’m not afraid of leaving at night I just hate the coldness of fright. I’m not afraid of lying I’m just afraid of dying. I’m not afraid of being sick I’m more afraid of being well. I’m not afraid with the gun in my hand I’m just afraid it will hurt like hell. I’m not… Continue reading Fear Of Dying
painful awakenings
the damn thirst is getting to me again. i want and need blood so badly. i’d take it from myself if i could, but i never really did like the taste of my own. another problem is the fact that i only like taking my sustenance from the man i love. but he isnt here.… Continue reading painful awakenings
night’s repose
dead girl dead girl dead girl lips dead girl dead girl dead girl hips dead girl hair and dead girl thighs dead girl hands that held cold lies dead girl legs and dead girl nose this true beauty finally shows dead girl sleep your pains away tomorrow starts another day
talent gone to waste
He sat with his back to her, sat and played his songs. From the piano Raven pulled melodies of love, lust, and toture. He played all the things he had known in life. It was all so hauntingly beautiful. Jade stood behind him and gently rubbed his neck. She loved when he played for her.… Continue reading talent gone to waste
talent gone to waste
He sat with his back to her, sat and played his songs. From the piano Raven pulled melodies of love, lust, and toture. He played all the things he had known in life. It was all so hauntingly beautiful. Jade stood behind him and gently rubbed his neck. She loved when he played for her.… Continue reading talent gone to waste
my school at a glance
*recieve transmission* from: mistress faruzah to: everyone subj:in my school…… we arent allowed creativity in class i take that back, creativity is allowed
tragic beatings
the cuts have all gone the scars have all faded but she’s still left with feelings jaded her life, it seems, is not hers to control she tries to fight but then she is thrown
nature possesed.
it was a hell of a shock for amy when steve, not andrew, opened the door. first of all, it was andrew’s house. and secondly, she hadnt seen steve since she and andrew broke up. he was just as suprised too. “where’s andrew?” she asked, standing at the door. “i’m……uh….house sitting for him. he and… Continue reading nature possesed.