

An Incidental CoincidenceDelicate black lace. Beautiful white skin. Horrific red wounds. He'd spent so long trying to keep it all together. He'd tried so hard to make everything work. And just when everything had started to make sense just when he'd finally found true happiness....An Incidental Coincidence
Sweet Amanda....
She'd been pregnant with his child.
They were to have a family. Move to France...
Chance can be a brutally malevolent master.
Cain had met Amanda twelve years ago in a seedy bar on one of the worst nights of his life. He was 19. She was 22. Mere moments before he met her he'd stumbled out of a n


Concerning HumansOut of every intelligent creature in the galaxy, the humans must be one of the most universally despised.Concerning Humans
Boorish, violent and remarkably arrogant, the human race is infamous for being a species of absolutely no worth whatsoever; culturally, scientifically or ethically speaking.
But somehow, I find them fascinating. It's the little things, really: the sort of stuff you wouldn't immediately notice. Like the insistence on gender-specific bathrooms or the way they'll get offended without ever even knowing why. I've been watching them for years now and I still get a chuckle or two out of seeing them relate t


My People Are A FirestormI am Tyscheia.My People Are A Firestorm
That is to say, I am Tsycheian. From Tyscheia, yes.
My mind is unable to keep up with my thoughts. My mouth is breaking under the weight of a million words per second. A million thoughts per micron.
Wait, wait, wait, WAIT!
I have to catch up with myself.
We are a people of nightmares. Your nightmares. But, this, this, this was not what we intended. THIS LIFE IS NOT WHAT WE MEANT IT TO BE.
It's a by product of the treatments.
Back when our thoughts were slower, our lives were longer, and our thoughts did not escape us.


When My Time Is UpI cannot help but fear When every dayWhen My Time Is Up
it grows near What does all this of mean? What am I mean to be?
If I should go Would you remember me? Or will I simply fade away? And though I know That it won't change a thing I'd like to know that some part will stay when my life is over when my time is up
I can't believe in a god So this is all that I've got Born just to not to be I'd rather I'd never been.
If I should go Would you remember me? Or will I simply fade away? And though I know  
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If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what the heck does a humanitarian eat?!
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