Krissy shuddered as she walked out into the crisp air, skipping down her front steps into the gentle hum of Reggie’s jeep. “Hey, babe” he sweetly smiled as he put his big hand on her bare, milky white thigh. Her green eyes looked into his hazel fogs. She straightened up quickly, checking her smokey make… Continue reading Story of a highschool steriotype (pt. 3)
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Untouchable
I know I am untouchable, even as I stand here waiting to order my lunch from this miserable excuse of a restaurant.
The Final Moments
The beauty wrapped around my tortured gaze caresses my blackened iris. Blackened and charcoled, rimmed in onyx I can not see the whispers of sweetness all around.Ive been blinded to beauty now forever, the swordsmans blade has pierced me with tender finality and this world I’ll see no more. Absence of vigor leechs me of… Continue reading The Final Moments