Lost in Desire There was nowhere left to go. We tried to think of some sweet, romantic little place to start off the evening, but there was nowhere. Neither of us wanted it. We both knew it was a joke, just a pleasantry to pass the hours until it was time. Time to dig in, time to indulge in that dirty, little obsession of ours. How long had this been going on? Was the love even there anymore? No. Just cravings, just addiction. This is sick! Dear god, help us! Why can't we stop? I need this so bad, but I need it stop. Oh please, father, can't you save me…? I'm bound and I'm tied...Lost in Desire
Itasasu: Love and Hate Part IIMy heart broke the instant I looked up at his wounded expression. What... What had I said? I knew I didn't hate him... but why not? After everything he had done. To me, to the clan, to everyone. There were very few people, if anyone, in Konoha whose life he hadn't carved his name into - who he hadn't torn apart and left there to bleed. For everything he had done - for stealing my father, stealing my happiness, and now stealing my heart - why couldn't I hate him? I looked up at his beautifully miserable face and began flooding my head with lies. I took this palpable being - this exotic man before me who I felt I knew and understoodItasasu: Love and Hate Part II
Itasasu: Love and Hate"Don't tell me 'no,' brother." Itachi glared down at me ominously. Down, he was always looking down. "But, I don't want to! It's wrong, brother," I snapped back. Itachi dipped his head back and let out a small chuckle. Then, returning his gaze to me, said, "That's all part of the fun."Itasasu: Love and Hate
I had to admit the temptation was strong. Itachi looked good, better than good. He looked hot, but the feeling of disgust still lingered in my stomach like maggots on old meat. I knew as well that this feeling would be replaced by guilt as soon as I went through with this… if I went through with this. Maybe, my mind told me. Maybe guilt would
One WordOne word to say, A thousand voices to speak it, Two hearts to beat, Millions of people to watch them stop, Three lives to save, No one to help them, Four coffins to fill, Ninety-nine souls already gone, One choice to make, A thousand crowds to critize you, Five thoughts, Billions of disagreements, Six hearts shatter, Seven arguments blast out, Eight councils, All with a test to judge you, Nine opinions All of which don't fit you well, Ten lives, All with a story to tell, One word. . . A thousand voices to speak,One Word
Can Love Survive Paranoia?She’s always loved, But she’s always lost She fears losing all she’s worked so hard for She doesn’t want it to end this way, She doesn’t want it to end at all, But what is really paranoia Comes off as distrust And she’s so afraid of screwing up againCan Love Survive Paranoia?
It's been a while...
wiiii
i love kh!
(my avatar is a heartless cat xDDD)
and....
nice gallery
*watch*
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That one word, a single connection to everything that had happened and everything that was happening. Had. The past tense of being done. What was being done to her was her body was living. . .
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Are you happy? I'm happy. I feel like wheeeee!
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Nail down all your windows
And barricade the doors
You make windows smile...?
Oh, well. At least you're not in pain anymore...
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