Coworkers
_oh some of the others and i are going to the bleeding heart to have a couple of drinks. i've seen you leave by yourself several times on friday's. i thought you might like to join us?_ she asked. _oh...um...
The Bar
It was a cold and rainy night when he padded into the bleeding heart bar. his grayish fur was soaked and matted down looking disheveled and not all the great looking.
Crimson Curse
The bleeding heart isn't that far anyway." he pads back into his room and opens his wardrobe. "what to wear, what to wear..."
Bleeding Heart, Weeping Soul
**bleeding heart, weeping soul** story copyright lobito (2003) written as an art exchange for lemurkat characters, setting, etc. intellectual property of lemurkat _"do i know you?"_ "i, uh... no. i... found a note from my mother, alianna.
Eternal Darkness Poem By Kyaine
Depression getting worse along with my age and my fucked up head, is too scared to find a cure, is too nervous to do anything, doesn't have the motivation to do what needs to be done, life problems and doubt of friendships making the pain stronger, bleeding heart
The heart's lust
He bit me again in the same wound on my neck, leaving me on the floor bleeding, heart-broken, changing, the final test begins.....
The heart's lust
He bit me again in the same wound on my neck, leaving me on the floor bleeding, heart-broken, changing....
(Dream Journal) I Miss You Rachel
My bleeding heart raced from excitement and my mouth continued to salivate. i thought of gutting her open like a pig, to see all her warm and messy innards and how it will feel to dig my teeth into them. i couldn't get enough of it! just a few feet away.
Desert Wind: Back to Life
I uh...i simply seem to find myself with a bleeding heart today."
Silly Wager
His movements were sluggish, the lights on the screen kept flickering, and even his pulse beneath the bleeding-heart feathers on his sternum quickened. "what is it? you can't take it? 'bury? popping a boner like a good slut?"
MoonDust, Chapter 34
What does your bleeding heart tell you about that? millions and millions of una deaths. if you let them keep it, they'll win." imogene snorted. as if anyone could win this massacre. but still, what if general slate was right?
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 46
He had known that the bleeding heart he had thrown in wardo's face was no more than a ball of snow. he had known that the maw growing out of his neck was just his normal (albeit hideous) grin. but now...