After chasing after each other for so long, it was ridiculous that it ended up so dramatic. Rain poured down as Liam walked down the alleyway home. His shoulders hunched and he just hoped his decisions wouldn’t catch up to him now. Liam shivered a little and pulled his coat up more. He heard a splash behind him and he didn’t have to look back to know who was right there. Liam got shoved forward to...

She never had much to say. Val didn’t speak unless she had something important to say, and that wasn’t very often. When Thea left that morning, Val looked up from her coffee and mumbled something.

“I’m sorry what?” Thea had already grabbed her keys but she took a few steps closer to Val who was curled up on the couch.

“I- uhm- you’ll be more than a footnote in the story of my life. I think- you’l...

It wasn’t for me and no one was drunk *yet* but my two roommates weren’t home yet either and I know how they operate. They’re responsible at work and with driving overall but Thursday nights- those always get interesting. I just threw a few bananas and some gogurt in there first....

Roses have thorns

So they can be made into crowns

For the martyrs

And sinners

Alike.

They are made for the innocent

And the guilty

Just the same....

It had been set up perfectly with a drop cloth and the biggest canvas she’d ever bought. She started at sunrise and didn’t dare turn the lights on once. The way it streamed in cast perfect shadows for painting. Eventually her hands started shaking from not eating all day and extra paint poured into the almost finished canvas....

The first shot was aimed at the pastor only moments after “I do”. One shot. Missed. Second shot at one of the new brides. Hit. Only, not where it was meant to.

She took a deep breath and hoped to whatever gods were up there that they’d be okay. This was *their* day not anyone else’s to ruin. No one had the right or the power to do so. Another deep breath then she slipped into the dress. It took y...

Every night I’d start at the red tree. Every night it was someone different counting down and I had to choose my own damn story. When they looked up from counting, that haunting smile followed if I hadn’t hidden. I needed to hide by the count of thirty. One. Two. Three… f o u r…… run. Don’t stop not for any damn thing. Don’t look back either. It isn’t worth it. Hiding in a tree is the best place a...

It was my job to know. Not the questions people were supposed to ask in polite conversation but instead, the questions no one ever wants to answer. I don’t know if I’d be considered a spy. I just know these things because I have to. It pays to know everything about everyone. With him it was no different....

It wasn’t spelled correctly, maybe by a teenager but not a single word was spelled correctly. In any language the words were in, it was spelled wrong no matter what....

Their eyes

Those gorgeous blues

That damn cliche of beautiful blues

But it’s so damn true.

There’s nothing in the world like deep blue eyes

They’re too wonderful to have left behind....