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Writer's Block: Doh!
oooh oooh ooh!!! do i wanna be all cliche and say someone like bart.........?? no, definetly no. moe! dont ask me why but hes a sexy bitch
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knock, knock...whos there?
He had barely opened the door before he felt her lips against his, her hands roaming his body as she pushed him backwards into his apartment. He almost stumbled and fell, not having his cane to support him but she pushed aginst the wall and ground up against him smirking all the while ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: The Undead
um......not really i mean at first yea sure, coz becoming a zombie means you die right? but then afterwards you prbably get proper into the whole 'being dead' thing and thats not so bad...is it??? and really if your still walking around and doing stuff then your not really missing out on much, so its not real suffering is it? i mean you can still ( Read more... ) -
God's looking out for me?
She was watching me again. I could tell the moment I limped through the hospital doors that I would spend another day avoiding her gaze, doing everything I was supposed to do when I supposed to do it just so that I could avoid her rath. Avoid the awkward conversation and the uncomfortable silences that would prevail when we came into close ( Read more... ) -
Katie's dad, has got it going on.....
He couldn't even wait until we got back to his house, he had to take me on the train, claim me for himself, show everyone that I was his property and no-one could effect me like he could. It was hard and fast with passion that filled me up and then left me wanting more. I was well aware that what we were doing was wrong, that there was probaby ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
Whatever she did she ended up in the same place. Right back where she wanted most to leave, where the nights never seemed black enough, the stars never bright enough. The moon was like a sword, the tip pointing through her heart. She was always thinking of the wind in her hair, on her face. Blowing through a street, somewhere, someplace. But she ( Read more... ) -
monday morning at the lifts
House seemed unusually hyper today, as if he had taken a few too many pills and then drunk them down with a dozen of those sugar filled drinks he loved:
"Wilson, Wilson, wait fot me, wait for me!" I was nearing at the lift and i really didn't want to be in such an enclosed space with my sugar filled and probably sexually frustrated best friend. I ( Read more... ) -
i'm in a random mood.....
SEX!
"hangs head in shame"
"i'm sorry for my previous outburst.................i'll never do it again"
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whats wrong with house? [argh!!!!]
“What are we doing in this store cupboard?” Wilson spoke disparagingly.
“Why? Too small for your liking, I bet the ones in your hotel room aren’t any larger,” House retorted.
“What would you know? You live with on your own......in a refuse pit,” Wilson replied, saying the word refuse like it caused him actual harm to do so.
“Oh yeah! But all your ( Read more... )
