What Becomes of the Brokenhearted - New Brother Chapter IX
You could get back to being the lone wolf here, the guys at school would cry and have a memorial and write bad poetry and have forgotten about me in a month.
Lost and Found
My mum took us off in a huff, returning to the city while i composed bad poetry about faithless colts, and there was no second 2 a.m. i reasoned that he would not have come, even if we stayed. i was good at rationalising, back then.
Vampires Don't Exist, Silly!
He'd spent the morning doing his favorite thing--writing bad poetry about vampires--and was mentally distracted, recalling a line about dracula he was especially proud of.
Invisible Gryphon
Yes, today was going to be a day to sit in his roost and write his bad poetry. belgos' roost was little more than a large nest built on the tall western peak out of small logs and had a mixture of brush and mosses for a floor.
LiM Ch13 (FINAL!): Fission and Fusion.
Do i look like i write bad poetry? so if i do come back, it'll likely only be to fa. there's plenty of links scattered to my page there, use your heads. and it probably won't involve furries.
Jeff and Drew Aren't Dead - Part 1
Chances are he'll get pissed, write some super bad poetry he thinks he's good at, and get high. he'll bounce for a few days then come back bragging about whoever he hooks up with. mason always lands on his feet."
Homecoming Out Finale (1/2)
Dancing with Daren _was everything_. It was so liberating just letting your body run wild in a crowded dark room. Daren and I shook our hips and tails like complete buffoons, we bumped our asses, and we even grinded for a while and nobody cared! I...
Apologia I
That night, i went around to steve's place, and managed to catch leesa and we had a tearful conversation that confirmed marjorie was right and i told her it was ok then went home and cried and wrote bad poetry about longing and betrayal and cried some more
North Head - Chapter 1 - Margaret
You were fretting like a lost pup for nothing and writing bad poetry." "dad, enough you are embarrassing me as usual." "that's what fathers are for son."
Fields of Barley
He still wrote bad poetry, and wore entirely too much black, but his eyes lit up every time he came and he transformed into a really nice kid who talked a lot, joking along with tim as they got up to all sorts of mischief while doing the farm chores.