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I was born an old woman,

Waiting on growing young.

I’ve seen my share of miseries

And hazy days that never knew the sun.

You were just a young boy,

Looking for life’s next thrill,

And you smiled at me like you needed me

Saying you had time to kill.

How many years have I watched you,

Always wearing the same ageless ( Read more... )

Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.

-Oscar Wilde

Take My Hand ( Read more... )

The engine revved as Heather roared out of the driveway. She had just gotten into a fight with her parents over her grades. This just after they told her that they were getting a divorce.

'At least you guys can still yell at me together. It seems that

The next day was a Saturday and Heather woke up late. She had forgotten the events of last night but they came rushing back the first time she looked in the mirror. Her face was swollen and bruised. She placed a hand on her tender stomach and flinched under the contact. She lifted her shirt and all she saw was black and blue bumps where smooth baby ( Read more... )

The sound of raindrops on the roof woke Heather from her peaceful slumber; the only time in her life she was truly free. Glancing at the clock, she could see that it was three AM. She tried to go back to sleep, but couldn

Heather walked in the door to the sound of her parents yelling. She barely took notice of the shouting because she was so used to hearing them. Her parents had always fought, that

The starched walls of the empty corridors were deafening. She walked steadily down the halls to the bathroom; her sanctuary. She pushed open the rickety door and stepped quietly in. There was another girl in the bathroom. She ducked her head to avoid eye contact. Choosing the last stall, she closed and locked the shielding door behind her. She ( Read more... )