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traipse: take this night
10.14.10
[Bad memoriesdreams.]
|unprivated 12.26.10|
He sat in the corner of his bedroom floor, his knees drawn to his chest and his head buried in his arms. It was the night after Christmas - at least he thought it was. He had difficulty keeping up with the days, lately. He heard voices and laughter coming from the next room, and nearly cringed ( Read more... ) -
[can you feel it]
[posted this in ghostwalker; wrote a bit more (but not much) for it to post here. i never can remember how to post youtube vids in entries, so i'll just link it.]
My mom & dad used to dance around our kitchen to this songi used to be so fascinated by them. They danced to everything. They danced whether there was music playing or not; they made ( Read more... ) -
traipse: [debt.]
-might.trigger-
"Boo!"
The boy started as someone grabbed him from behind; he nearly dropped the vodka bottle he was clutching in his right hand. He heard laughter -his brother's friends - and a glance over his shoulder found him meeting his brother's gaze.
( pay.it.in.spades ) -
traipse:sub.space
This is.. badly written. The details of this particular memory are a big foggy, as my mind weren't exactly clear the night it took place. & i'm sleep deprived & a bit wonky. i'm writing what i remember but meh. badly written. Doesn't express anything how i wanted it to. Title doesn't quite fit. Meh. Don't care.
( eye.for.an.eye ) -
traipse:the.games.we.play
[Maybe i've written this one before. Or soemthing similar. We played a lot of 'games'.
Might be triggering.]
'Let's play a game ( Read more... ) -
traipse: officer
Cut for length, soem language, & content. Yea, you can consider that a trigger warning i guess.
He had figured it a bad idea to carry the pills on his person. That feeling -that ‘hmm maybe this isn’t a grand idea’ feeling- had hit him earlier in the night as he has shoved them in his pocket. Maybe it was the drugs he had been on as he was ( Read more... ) -
traipse: one.more.time
[This isn't how i meant for it to come out. i wanted to write out all the shite in my head but i just..can't get it down liek i want. This will do for now. Appease the ghosts. Maybe i'll rewrite later but for now this will do.]
'Always just coming in here,
starts the game'
He couldn't stop shaking. The 'negotiations' had started a while ago, in ( Read more... ) -
traipse: [un.titled]
[Meh. Third time attempting to post this is a charm. or else.]
i was going to write more to this, but i ran out of words. So, just this little memory for now.
The boy entered his apartment building and made his way up the flight of stairs, pushing his wet hair from his face as he ascended. He never wore a watch and wasn't certain of the time, ( Read more... ) -
traipse:cemtery.moments
[March 12, 05]
The boy let out a barely audible gasp as the man before him caught his lower lip between his teeth. A bite, hard enough to draw blood, left him shaking in good ways. Fingers snaked up beneath his shirt as the man’s hand slid to his throat; seconds later he was gasping for air as his own was cut off. It was as perfect a moment as it ( Read more... ) -
traipse: wrath
The boy sat in the corner of the room, lost in drugs & his thoughts. He stared as though the scene before him were a dream, and maybe it were at that; drug.induced dreams & attempts to slide beneath the real ( Read more... )