Stories tagged “chris”
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Seventh Place
Stop looking at her It hurts me, you know Whether or not I want it to show I’ve been by your side And she’s brand new I guess that my use Is all worn through Shes better than me I get it, it’s clear You disposing of me Is my greatest ...
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Ew, Metaphors
You’re the toothbrush in my throat when I’m not sad You’re the flashlight that I can’t remember why I brought along You’re the fork in the road I come across every five miles You’re the worst detective in the entire ...
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Stop
I want to stop competing with your stupid friends I want to stop dreaming of you every night I want to stop waiting for you to call me I want to stop caring about what you think I want to stop wishing for you all the time I want to stop wondering if yo...
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Emmyful is back.
Today was stressful. I mean, all Mondays are bad, but today it seemed as though everyone in my small Catholic high school felt the need to be incredibly obnoxious and loud. High school is not the place for reserved introverts, like myself. However, if ...
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A Hollow Victory
Looking at Mudd’s Hold, a notorious bar of lawful iniquity, sin as my old man would call it, I sat on my butt. Mudd’s was a dubious spot known for it’s wayward chicks, thought of as crazy, dirty, or lost. Girls trying to vanish, did. ...
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Nothing Lost is Nothing Found
My mission to find Lynn was all that was holding insanity back. Now my girl was out of sight again, possibly for good. How could it turn out this badly? From start to finish, nothing was right. Our painful history ran though my mind, razor-ribbons slow...
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Warning Signs
Bare feet made tiny slapping noises as they crossed the tile floor. “Careful.” I cautioned without looking up from the computer screen. “This tile is really slippery.” “Tile is only slippery when wet.” Arms laced the...