Regret
-Transmission Lost- Chapter Eight: Regret by Havoc * * * When Jack awoke, he felt a chill in the tent. His eyes still closed, he reached an arm out for Aria, intending to pull himself closer to her for warmth. But his hand fell on empty space, and...
Regrets
Oddly, jeff didn't really regret it. maybe he would later; tomorrow, next week, or maybe never. for now, though, it was an experience, and one he wouldn't be forgetting for a long time. "no, i don't," answered jeff, getting off the bed and stretching.
No Regrets
No Regrets By AnonEmis Shadows, they were very unsettling. The crocodile soldier had come to this conclusion from having to stand guard in the ghostly hallway. Every so often, he saw a small smudge of movement among the inky darkness. He chalked it...
Regrets
Dry golden leaves rustled in the fall wind, their fallen forms scattering across dewy grass. The sun had just began to peak over the ruby treetops and scattered bright rays through its foliage. The serene scene was interrupted by a violent...
No Regrets
As I passed through the doors to the station's arcade, my ears were met with loud cheers and whoops. Now, that sort of thing is to be expected at resupply stations, but this was loud, even for here. A quick glance around found most of the...
To Be Regretful
It was becoming quite apparent to the young wolf that hanging out with his new friends was never going to be boring. He looked down at his feet, which were actually kicking behind his body at the moment. A certain leopard had been charging through the...
No Regrets
The symphony of gunfire and explosions blasted throughout the cruise ship, filling every corner with its chaotic melody. My heart raced as I stood frozen in fear, trying to process what was happening. One moment, I lounged across a cruise ship's plush,...
No Regrets
Do i regret it? my answer: no. i remembered to donate egg cells before the operation, and that was that. whilst i would act in theatre, practising in the process, it was not long before my next porn gig.
There's no tide on the lake (Otherwise Untitled)
~ "I don't know what I was thinking.", a strained squeak. ~ The lake was the ebb and wobble that the canoe always found it to be, the mouse laid out on her back in its length. The pale blue sky above was an endless spread of soft lack of features as...
Short_005
It has been months. My wife and I have been struggling with the guilt on a single mistake that I made. Am I not a good father? Have I not provided his needs? His wants? Hell if I know what he wanted, he never opened up to me. Or at least before that...
Poem #1: The Haunting
The feeling inside me Has gone and defied me I cannot feel the pain I feel the desire The need will conspire I have nothing to gain There is nothing to say So get out of my way I am going insane They will flee at the sight The taste of my...
Memories
## Memories February 13, 2010 at 8:43am You know what is worse than the memories It's finding pictures of you every wall On my computer and on my phone And how I want to just toss them all! But, I just can't seem to let you go today Maybe...