Day 9: I awoke today dazed and confused, the only thought's running through my head were 'Where am I and why am I here' As I began to recollect myself I noticed the double barrel shotgun in my hand and the large pieces of lumber over the door. As I woke more I began to notice smaller details. The blood smeared on my clothes and gun, the bloodstained floors and walls and the rotted corpses of what looked like zombies. With that I began my slow journey to the top floor of the warehouse. I had to use the stair as there was no power to the building. I arrived at the top floor, only to see an apocalyptic wasteland, the ruins of a once great city,
A Yaoi In Time
On a fucks again and fuck again morning, L sat in a tank. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His foot ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Matt to love someone with a sexy ass?
Hardly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a bored bored again yaoi, all on a summer's day. I wish my Matt would fuck me, in his own fucking way..."
"Do you?" Matt sat down beside L and put his hand on L's penis. "I think that could be arranged."
L gasped softly. "But what about my sexy ass?"
"I like it," Matt said boredly. "I think it's comes back."
They came toge
Day 9: I awoke today dazed and confused, the only thought's running through my head were 'Where am I and why am I here' As I began to recollect myself I noticed the double barrel shotgun in my hand and the large pieces of lumber over the door. As I woke more I began to notice smaller details. The blood smeared on my clothes and gun, the bloodstained floors and walls and the rotted corpses of what looked like zombies. With that I began my slow journey to the top floor of the warehouse. I had to use the stair as there was no power to the building. I arrived at the top floor, only to see an apocalyptic wasteland, the ruins of a once great city,
Day 9: I awoke today dazed and confused, the only thought's running through my head were 'Where am I and why am I here' As I began to recollect myself I noticed the double barrel shotgun in my hand and the large pieces of lumber over the door. As I woke more I began to notice smaller details. The blood smeared on my clothes and gun, the bloodstained floors and walls and the rotted corpses of what looked like zombies. With that I began my slow journey to the top floor of the warehouse. I had to use the stair as there was no power to the building. I arrived at the top floor, only to see an apocalyptic wasteland, the ruins of a once great city,
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Metal Favourite style of art: Abstract I guess Operating System: Windows 7/XP MP3 player of choice: Ipod Touch Favourite cartoon character: L Personal Quote: Yo or Blarg
Well not a good week :(. I resorted to cutting for the first time ever last night and now have 3 cuts on my wrist. My best friend found out and she is now shitted off with me about it. I don''t know what to do because i still feel like cutting myself more. The pain was nice in a way and it relived me of all my stress.
As my second journal post-ractivation, I would like to say, read my short story, part 2 soon, and I would also like to wish a happy birthday to ~SolidScale (https://www.deviantart.com/solidscale) even though it's early.