...was playing in his car speakers when he saw her, he immediately knew that it was her she wanted. she was skinny, she wore a pink dress with a matching wig, he pulled over next to her. she immediatly approached the car with her normal lusious walk, only to find out that the spark had long faded, "would you like some company tonight, baby", she used the same line she had used for so many times in the past but she saw the man was still looking forward and his fists on the wheel, all his veins poping. when she tried to talk again hes eyes widened with the regognision and then he saw the same sad layer of brown he fell in love with..."what the hell are you doing here", her voice broke as she spat the words slowly, individually to his face. he just looked at her, her eyes shared half of the spark they used to have..he simply looked at her his face wringled with pain.
Whatever it was that she had smoke, drunk or snorted this was no longer the woman he fell in love with all those years ago and suddenly knew that whatever she saw in him in the past was no longer there.he drove off with a sense of relief down his spine as he watched her from the rear mirror, her surprised expression soon changed into her "work face" in less than 30 seconds.
whoever that was, she wasnt her anymore.weeks turned into months, in was raining he laid on the bed predenting to sleep for one more night when the phone rang..."its me..i totally fucked up and its fucking raining. will you come and get me?are you fucking listening to me?
- no...not anymore.
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in another life . . . when we are cats.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fziBVTPIiao
na prosthesw: wraio story.
so you are writing a story?
zatzo, thanx! και για το βιντεάκι. η αλήθεια είναι ότι ταλαντευόμουν αν θα το έβαζα εδώ ή στους ecdl..
Rami...i think i wrote the story i hope there is not going to be a part 2...
whatever you do and whatever you say this is you... finally. you can say "life goes on and thats makes me strong" or " soulmates never die". just choose your position in action... if you know what i mean ...
promiscuous girl
ανώνυμε με τρελλαίνουν οι ατάκες σου!soulmates never never die baby!
i don't remember have read a great finalle like that one... you can fell the heart beatting at every word, and i don't mean your own heart, i felt the characters' ones 'cause they are more real that most of us... 'cause reality is completely what we want it to be.. and a story that is not such a thing deserve more than a simply space on the web..
a picture of what live is is more than a pretty thing, a pisture of crude, and hard relaity is what every one needs in this world ... hope, those who read this post can lead their own ways..
πανέμορφη ιστορία! εμένα μου θύμισε αυτό: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P-DW9HwXe3A
Jackbox..even a little space on the web might be more than enough sometimes..im so so not worth all those great things you credit me..i just glad that i (still) have the freedom to say whatever is on my fucked up head!
melancholic..χτύπησες ευαίσθητη φλέβα τώρα..
"Το χέρι τρέμει... Ο πυρετός... Ξεχάστηκα πολύ
ασάλευτο ένα Μαραμπού στην όχθη να κοιτάζω.
Κι έτσι καθώς επίμονα κι εκείνο με κοιτά,
νομίζω πως στη μοναξιά και στη βλακεία του μοιάζω..."
What's on your head is life.. life is all we have, and we need to find the way to turn it into laughts, cause, laughts are live and give live at the time.. We both don't know each other, and somehow got the opportunity to meet at webspaces, not knowing how.. but everyting has a reason.. you and i are a example of that..
So remember you deserve every single word that comes from me.. every single word of support. you are special, and a special girl deserve the best.. never forget you'll be always free.. always..
Δεν μου θυμίζει τίποτε, αλλά είναι καλογραμμένη (με ελάχιστα typos...). Θα μπορούσε να είναι και η αρχή ενός διηγήματος. Δεν το προσπαθείς;
Δεν έχω την πειθαρχία να γράψω ένα διήγημα και τα typos είναι εσκεμμένα!
υ.γ. θα έπρεπε να σου θυμίζει κάτι...?!
'Οχι αναγκαστικά. Δεν θυμάμαι γιατί έβαλα αυτή τη φράση. Μετά το γράψιμο φαίνεται ότι οι σκέψεις σβήνονται... :-)
έτσι φαίνεται!
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