It's sad how much you depend on something as stupid as a phone ha ha ha. Anyway, if by chance you want to get in touch with me you can use this. I'm mooching about fairly regularly.


Stormy Weather Stormy WeatherStormy Weather
Rain, rain go away he murmured.
He twirled his black rimed prescription glasses between his fingers. Chris sighed heavily, steaming up the window as rain spattered on the other side. He huffed another breath and closed his eyes listening to the bad weather


In the DarkIn the DarkIn the Dark
Its the same every night. When the light goes, when it gets dark, its always the same. The fear creeps up my spine and I feel it curling around my neck choking. I know one night it will get me but as long as the lights are on and my friends are here Im safe.
Every night while I wander from room to room I hear their murmuring voices and feel better. I have to walk around, keep moving so I dont start to doze. If I stay still sleep starts to get to me. Making my eyelids heavy and my body ache. So I dont stop. I wont ever stop because if I sleep it


Pats requestPat the WerewolfPats request
It was getting close, he could feel it in his bones. Reaching up Pat scratched idly at his jaw and the day worth of stubble. Or rather a day worth of stubble that actually looked like it was going into a full blown beard. Patting his pocket for his keys he looked up and waved at his co-workers walking by. Quickly slipping into his car he put his hands on the steering wheel and paused looking out his windscreen with glazed over eyes. Slowly blinking he glanced up at the darkening sky and quickly started the car cursing. It was getting late, long summer days laying him in a false sense of secur


BoredomBoredom.Boredom
Sarah Dobson
Im bored I huff as the other occupant of the room doesnt even flick their eyes at me from the book they are reading. I stand in the middle of the living room and scan around myself, hoping something will inspire me into an activity that will relive my frustration.
Go read something then came the muffled reply from behind the book.
Ive read everything I lie, trying to keep the whine in my voice to a minimum.
I highly doubt that I ignore the slight smile that is play
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We're not at home to Mr Cockup.
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We're not at home to Mr Cockup.
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We're not at home to Mr Cockup.
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We're not at home to Mr Cockup.
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