Stories tagged “desperate”
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Refusal
“Please, dear, I love you to pieces…” “If you loved me that much then you’d agree with me: this is sick! It’s violating! I won’t do it! I won’t!” A mother sits in a therapist’s office, fit to ...
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Just Another Desperate Poem
You can’t tell him You won’t tell her Your emotions and feelings They’re all one agonizing blur Your head, it’s spinning The depression, it’s winning Everything is upside down Everything is wrong side out You’re hopelessly blindsided Your w...
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Desperate
Don’t Expect me to care Such is dark despair Pathetic quiverings of the heart Erratic shakings of a pen Really don’t qualify As art Take me away I need to run Ongoing pressures Never getting a fresh start
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The Key to Victory
I began to concentrate at the task at hand. I was obviously in a weird fortress/castle. It was Evil’s Domain. He had the home field advantage, but I had the element of suprise and the moon sword. I would only get this kind of oppurtunity once. ...
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The $20 Dollar Pistol
This city stinks. Or maybe it is me that stinks, I’m not sure which. I came here with such high hopes but that has all been smashed, gone when they sold the company I worked for out from under me. The condo got repo’ed last week. Becky and ...
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The Last Twenty
I felt the breeze cut though my jacket as easily as any blade might have, the chill wind whistling down the streets. People turned up their collars and huddled inside coats. I picked up my feet and walked down to the florists, picking up a bouquet of r...
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A desperate plea for help
You know what I hate about vampires? Everything! No, I’m serious, I am going to be super honest here, I hate vampires with a flaming passion. Imagine my shock and piss-offatude when I found out my girlfriend of 2 years is a vampire. Yeah, it̵...
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Belie
This is pain as well, but it’s sharp, vivid; a momentary relief. Everything else fades to a buzz in the back of my head as I deal with the coppery tang, the wet slickness. I know, like I know this isn’t helping, (that nothing helps,) that t...
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Good Question
Becky hiccuped. Another shot was definitely a bad idea. The cute guy who had finally come in, what was his name? Matt? Mike?- looked at her, shot glass in hand. “Cheers!” The tequila slammed into the back of her throat and burned on the way...