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Stay strong Stay strong, he says.Stay strong by ~acerynn
What do I say in return? Okay? Yes sir-ee? I'll get right on that? All I can feel is something overwhelming cracking any resolve I may have had right in half. As he walks out the door, the usual tightening of the throat and the pressure behind my eyes start, but an unusual deadened emotion takes over. It feels as though all my sorrow and emotion is caught in my throat, while the rest of my body falls into a straight-lined calm. Even my mind as it runs past everything, trying to keep the emotion down, it is strangely absent-feeling. I totter around this house, knowing the familiar walls like the back of my hand, and can
oo3. Animal I Have Become All breath slammed out Madeline's chest as he glared into her face, his own breathing equally as hard. They wouldn't be caught, they were out of sight. Were they? The girl, breathless, pressed against the wall by a single hand, stared into the other's flickering face with wide eyes. There was nothing innocent in his body language. She had tried to escape, but knew it futile. She was more helpless than a fly stuck to a piece of sticky paper, pinned there against the wall, underneath his intense, searching gaze.oo3. Animal I Have Become by ~acerynn
A sound! Crash! Garbage cans just around the corner clattered to the ground for a reason not known to the boy or girl and it startled
oo2. Party in the USA A shiver ran up her spine as their skin brushed against each other ever so slightly. It was gone before she could turn and smile at him, but the feeling lingered. Her heart beat in time with the bass of the song. Her hands were in the air as she danced and swayed to the beat. Her hips moved back and forth and her hair waved in the blinking lights. She was seemingly uncaring of her surroundings, letting herself go to the music and moving bodies around her. There could be nothing more wrong, as she let her senses track him through the excited heat.oo2. Party in the USA by ~acerynn
Time grinded to a halt the moment she had stepped foot on the dance floor. She preferred it that
dating It was bearable for a whole fornight before I could not go on. At first I would laugh and try to excuse him, "Don't worry John, the seats not on fire." Then I tried to ignore it, grating my teeth against my lower jaw. Then I tried doing the same so it looked like a fun game. But in the end I had to end it. It was uncomfortable, annoying and besides, it scared people.dating by ~hex-xed
In the end I had to. You just can't take an ex-waiter out to dinner.
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⎾ The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams ⏌
- Eleanor Roosevelt
