Go fix it your self, he says.I don't really know what this feeling is. I just know that sometimes it's almost too much to bear, like getting stabbed in the stomach. When I see two people madly in love it's a knife that cuts through the barricades, and pierces my very soul. I feel like my heart is being ripped in two. I want to be happy for them but all I can feel is that empty hole in me. I don't know how to fill it, even partly, to try and take some of the bitter edge off of it. Maybe my heart is filled with razor blades or glass, or maybe it's just hollow. Every time I get a txt message I look for it to be someone, and it seems like the glass multiplies when it's not. How much of a heart could I have left? I've counted the times that I've been hurt, 5 in all now. The best friend, the player, the first kiss, the unknown gay guy, and the should have been, so many categories that the guys I've like fit into. Did any of them really realize what they did? And if they did, do they really care? Maybe the gay guy does b
Finding MemoriesKalar- name- Luna Avery
Owner of Hot-Gothic's, short black hair, purple tips, all black, pale, silver eyes, vampire, eyebrow pierced, tattoo of vampire teeth on neck, snake earring black Tripp jeans, w/ purple chains, skin tight Emily the strange shirt, long black and purple vampire coat, hair in small spikes, black eyeliner, combat boots w/ spikes, spiky bracelets and barbed wire bracelet, big necklaces, tattoo on back of spine and bat wings, spiky belt, spiked knuckles, two small holes in small of back, the tattoo is carved into back. Eyebrow ring is a handcuff, black corvette with purple rims and purple racing stripes, zo6,
Blaze- name- Ashlyn
blind professional assassin, hate the world attitude, spazz, dark brown hair, dark blue highlights, solid black eyes w/ white pupils, small spikes out of shoulders, snake pricings on lips, 12 piercing on left ear, skinny jeans, vans, gray tank top, or under-armor seatbelt belt, tattoo of INFINITY on left arm, greasy motor bike chain around nec
hidden in the shadows 2The cold wind carried a stench of rotting organic material. I blinked as warm liquid streamed from my eyes. I looked around, and just at the edge of the light almost right below me was a ledge. I flattened my arms to my sides and sliced through the biting air to latch onto the edge. My arms screamed as the muscles fought to hold all of my body. My legs dangled uselessly below me; there wasn't enough of the ledge for me to pull myself onto it. Sharp rows of rock bit into my fingers like tiny animals, and blood trickled down my arms. I looked down into the cool, damp darkness of the empty black below me.
'This is bad .' I looked up, and to my surprise a rope dangled over the edge and was creeping down. When it reached level with my waist I grasped it firmly with one hand. I teetered on the ledge and panic made me release the rope and cling to edge once more.
'I can't grab it .' I called up. My terrified voice seemed to shake the walls as the echo rebounded. Garnier l
Hidden in the shadowsI watched as two figures led a group of people from the trees. They where quite and carefully avoided fallen branches. I sighed and one of them froze.
A teenager with glasses looked around nervously'I think we are being watched'. I jumped to another branch. A red headed man punched him in the arm,
'Will you just hurry up? We don't have all day to investigate every little noise.'
'You're right. You've got much less time than that.' The red and orange haired men pulled out swords and the boy with glasses a bow, as I leaped from the tree. I held my hands in surrender and leaned again the tree, keeping myself well out of range.
'I'm not here to fight.' I told them, calmly.. The orange haired man's eyebrows crease as the initial shock wore off.
'What the hell is your problem? Dropping out of the trees like that!' He yelled at me. I glared at him, and then carefully smoothed face into a calm mask.
'Did I scare you?' I stepped out from the shade of the trees, smiling. None of them