It’s not what it seems to be.

No matter what you do, nothing comes out perfect. Everything you try, people criticize, it’s just not worth it. Everynight, that beautiful girl, sits in her bedroom. She see’s no purpose in life, all she can do is painfully cry. You thought she was perfect, everyone thought she was worth it. People judge, they think… Continue reading It’s not what it seems to be.

A night to remember

She was laying on the bed, she looked like a angel which turned him on even more just thinking of doing the dirty with a angel. She stared at him, he started to quiver knowing that she had done this before whereas it would be his first time.

He will never know how deep her sea of love for him is… never. She can tell you one thing though.. He will always know that she loved him… and she will always be in his heart…

He was the gothic prince. His short spiked hair that stuck up in crimson red spears sharp enough to piece skin. The many spiked chains, necklaces, and bracelets on him which stood out distinctly near his pale white skin.