coolcat101s

There are some things I want to know, when I stay up late at night. I want to know what the world has come to when all memories of childhood are soon followed by sad ones. I want to know why I don't remember but simply know occurred. Why do I know that the human race has wronged me so horribly that whenever I look back on my childhood the happy memories to the horrid ones exist one to five-hundred? I ready myself for sleep, but only find that I want to vomit out all of the bad feelings that swirl around deep in my stomach. The memories invade my mind, not asking for residence, but taking it by force. Is it normal for humanity to become so wr

here's to the young lovers who try to prove to those who say that you won't last past a couple months that you can combat cruel words and show you meant it when you said 'i love you' to that special someone here's to the parents who love and support their children no matter who they love or what they believe always ready to do what they can for those who matter most to them

My life is yours If you end yours Mine ends as well...

Chapter Two Veronica smirked as the man fled from her. He is right to run... if he angers me now, the experience will not be pleasant. She glanced around quickly, checking that no humans were nearby. Once she was satisfied that she was alone, she turned and faced a section of the wall. In a clear, confident voice, she spoke a single phrase in an ancient tongue. "Makash shiro nu kam paga." Or, in English, A reaper of souls must pass. The words were like a trigger. The section of the wall she faced started to shift. The stones began to bubble, as if they had suddenly turned to boiling water. There was a grating noise, as if several large b

To be safe... I cannot explain or build up a physical safe haven. This place, this feeling, can only exist in an unreal place. Safe has no hold on me in the real world of touch and feel, and it cannot be seen anywhere in the imagination that creates even the most homely places on paper. In my world, I see no safe. I have come to discover that too many people feel this way as well. There are no references for me to cite for you, everything you read is my thoughts unless otherwise stated. The collection of people around around me, the ones who are drawn to me like a magnet, none seem to know what safe is. Safe is not something any one of them