Just a fun script that I wrote last year in high school. I hope you all enjoy!
I watch her as she sits there typing away. Sometimes it's like she's in another world but she's kind of happy at the same time. Now I don't know but I'm guessing that these are the good times. It doe...
Another part to my possible series! Kind of like it!
On the prompt 'distracted'. This is kind of gloomy but still...
We have our moments/ Our minds become to focused/Then we start to fall
"it kills me to walk by you each and every night. ..."
my best friend will tell me this poem is wrong but i wrote it from his point of view of me.
Still on vacation. I'll be back on the train tonight and home late tomorrow.
She clawed her way under your skin, and Dug her teeth into your neck.
The world goes on without me, and I don't seem to notice Because I just received a text from Jenna, and another twelve likes on a picture of my cat
Things in here are ones I brought up from my own thoughts and feelings. I hope someone will be able to relate to something here.
No body saw the mortician leave. Nobody did either. Like how the deceased were tucked away in their metal vaults, those who lived and breathed were too preoccupied. Linda's yellow birthday cake. That...
Just a fun script that I wrote last year in high school. I hope you all enjoy!
I watch her as she sits there typing away. Sometimes it's like she's in another world but she's kind of happy at the same time. Now I don't know but I'm guessing that these are the good times. It doe...
Another part to my possible series! Kind of like it!
On the prompt 'distracted'. This is kind of gloomy but still...
We have our moments/ Our minds become to focused/Then we start to fall
"it kills me to walk by you each and every night. ..."
my best friend will tell me this poem is wrong but i wrote it from his point of view of me.
Still on vacation. I'll be back on the train tonight and home late tomorrow.
She clawed her way under your skin, and Dug her teeth into your neck.
The world goes on without me, and I don't seem to notice Because I just received a text from Jenna, and another twelve likes on a picture of my cat
Things in here are ones I brought up from my own thoughts and feelings. I hope someone will be able to relate to something here.
No body saw the mortician leave. Nobody did either. Like how the deceased were tucked away in their metal vaults, those who lived and breathed were too preoccupied. Linda's yellow birthday cake. That...