Entry# 4: Probably not the right things to say—part 2
Entry# 4: Probably not the right things to say--part 2 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I woke up the next morning, well "woke up", as in I was scared shitless the night before so I just...
New Feelings Entry #4: Probably NOT the right thing to say.
Entry #4: Probably not the right things to say. _ **Hey journal,** _ _ ** Its, uh, been a while. I forgot to write this whole break, last week....
New Feelings: Entry#3: Our Secret.
Entry #3: Our Secret ------------- Hey, once more I find myself writing in here, to you, journal. I never thought I'd be writing so much every day. oh well. SO......as you may or may not know....I did something so incredibly stupid...
New Feelings: Entry #2: Oh life, why hath thou forsaken me?
**_Hey there, me again. Uhmm....I'm not really sure what to write today, I mean, I've actually let a day pass before writing this...That's worth something,right? I think it is. Mainly because now I don't have to worry about Elliott seeing my entries...
New Feelings
\*\*The following is a fictional story. Any revelance to the characters, events, or anything else in this story is completely coincidental. **_Heh, I, uhmm, don't really know how to start one of these things, seeing as its my first journal. So, i...
First And Only
coffee wolf, 2005
Househusband
Betty clicked the coffee maker's switch and waited as it began its drip. five minutes later, the pot was done, and she poured herself a cup. the smell was dark, rich and flavorful.
Ch. 1 Not Just A Pretty Face
The male squeaked as he worked the till, the smell of fresh coffee waffering into his nose. the morning and lunch rush had long since come and gone, his friend now on break leaving him to man the register.
Love for Sale: Chapter 11
He sulked with a cup of coffee. the shower still running brought back more obsessive thoughts. there was nothing to distract him or break him away. his mother would know what to do. she was _bon-swat_, she knew older ways to dal with this.
GBL High: Chapter Six
All except timmy who was still too caught up in his coffee to notice the golden retriever walking up to the group. ryan knew what was going to happen, he knew kyle would say something.
Gnawed [Revised]
"he just makes damn good coffee, and he's not as prejudiced as some." ramsay raised an eyebrow at the bellicose young wolf with a short wave of his coffee toward the observers still staring at him from vantages throughout the club. "no."
My Mistake
His eyes darted around, and i thanked the gods that the coffee shop we were in was packed to the brim.