Insanegirl69

The word love Is not in my mind I don't know what it means Or what it feels like I don't know how it smells I know nothing of the taste It's not a real thing Because it has no true place "I'm not bleeding Uncle But it hurts right here" I grab my chest Without shedding a tear "Does Mommy love me? Why doesn't Daddy understand? Will I ever find anyone To hold my shaking hand?" He shook his head no And held his last breathe "Please Uncle don't leave me! I promise to be the best! The best little boy In the whole wide world Better than any other Little boy or girl" He cursed me Letting go of his breathe "please... die" He

I froze dead in my tracks, staring at the figure before me. His olive green eyes glistened with pain. I could almost feel the anguish he was in right now, aside from my own, that is. Seeing his grieving expression made my heart ache in my chest, serving as a reminder of these trembling feelings I hold so dear to him, somewhere way down inside. Each pound in my chest became more and more significant, the pace speeding up rapidly, the heat increasing a thousand-fold.  I felt like my chest was going to burst wide open any second now. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I had to tell him how I felt about him. How I adored him so de

Was I dreaming? I gave myself a good punch in the face to make sure… No, I WASN'T dreaming, cause that definitely hurt…. I couldn't believe it. Was I about to go on an actual date with the girl of my dreams? Me?!  A few years ago, nobody gave a d-mn about me, and now... I was going on a date with the one girl that changed my entire life. What was it about her that made my heart beat so fast? Her cute little laugh? Or her passion for life? Maybe it was the way her pigtails moved whenever she was happy. I don't know, but I do know this: I love her. I love Tenma Tsukamoto. And, I always will. As I was driving my way to

You laughed lightly at your boyfriend of, officially today, a year as he told you about his first year at the academy, his hand laced with yours, the two of you heading to your apartment. That was something that shocked you after you two started dating this day a year ago. How publically affectionate he was with you. When he began to hold your hand through the halls of the academy and occasionally during classes, it genuinely surprised you. After all, the Almighty Black*Star was of course not known to be affectionate or "soft" as others would put it. He'd even kiss you sweetly ever so often throughout the day if possible, but after a while i

"I think I'm gonna die in this heat." groaned Ryuji Suguro, aka Bon, as he trekked through the muggy, humid forest. The young, bulky-built man was sweating nonstop; his black shirt clinging tightly to his upper body. Bon used his arm to wipe off his forehead as he glanced over his surroundings. His supposed partner, Rin Okumura, was nowhere to be seen. "That guy…I told him not to run off! We're hunting down a demon that's caused the disappearances of over a dozen people. No one better come crying to me when that idiot joins them." The sixteen year-old continued maneuvering around trees and bushes, occasionally glancing up at the afterno

"And I am not coming back!" ___________ shouted. "You take and you take and you don't understand!" She ran and ran and ran. How could she explain any better than how she had? Was he that dense? She finally stopped to look at her surroundings. She saw that door. That looming door. The outside. It was right there calling her name. That was her door to get away from everything. "Come back here you crazy bitch! I'll kill you!" She wasted no time in hurrying out. She stopped though, almost immediately. No grass, no trees, there was nothing. Nothing but stumps and oozing thick sludge. She heard a loud banging on the door and decided that it wa

"Hahaha, I lost again!" Two teenagers stood parallel to each other, a fair distance apart. One of the teenagers the grandson of a Kahuna, and the other an enforcer for the treacherous (yeah, right) Team Skull. Hau and Gladion respectively. And if you look behind the two, you'll be able to see yourself, pathetically chasing an extremely lost Salandit to try and add to your team. Gladion frowned at Hau, placing his hands on his hips (rather sassily, might I add). "Are you even taking this seriously?" He asked, his frown raising into a scowl at the sight of Hau's grin widening. "A-almost there! You can't keep running forever you little rasc

The Dread Father would laugh and dance with him before loyal Cicero would let that sly, honey-worded thief take his Listener away from him. He had honestly liked him at first meeting. Sweet Listener had taken him to Riften, the home of cutthroats and thieves. She had mentioned that the reason behind their visit was a mix of business in pleasure. Listener was the Guildmaster to the thieves, so Cicero understood that she had to talk to Byrnjolf. He ran things while she was gone. Humble, loyal Cicero knew that he was Dark Brotherhood, and not Thieves Guild, so he agreed to leave the two alone to talk Thieves Guild business. Cicero was even agre