ALIENS ARE AMONG US LOVELIES!
WE ARE DYING EVERYDAY DON'T YOU SEE, YOU SEE, YOU SEE
as the aliens arrive, closer and closer will we be to the truth.
RISE AND SHINE
SMELL THE ROSES, THE COFFEE, THE LIES, BABY DOLLS!
TODAY IS THE DAY.
and the closer we are to the truth, the closer we are to dying. today is the day we DIE LOVELIES PAY ATTENTION.
today is the day we die.
and you will smile wide just like we practiced, correct?
and you will curtsy with a perfect posture just like we practiced, correct?
today is the day, oh lovely lovely day.
THE DAY IS HERE!
rise and shine lovelies!...
A basic instinct.
An urge? I am conscious.
To paint the walls red,
To paint others with their own existence.
I don't believe in life after death.
They made me like this,
So I embraced it.
The sweet sound.
Hammer colliding with a skull.
My fist against their face,
My knife against their chest,
I smile in their agony.
The smell of rust from their blood,
How much I long for it everyday,
(Read posted letter before this)
He offered to shelter from the heavy pour in a small coffee shop a few feet ahead and I agreed. We shuffled quickly toward it, growing breathless.
As we entered inside, I heard him mumbling something to me. I didn't hear what he said, I was trying to catch my breath. I thought he made another of his lame jokes. So I let out an almost smile and agreed nodding. "Yes funny," I thought to myself sarcastically.
I needed to sit and so I made my way to a small table near the door. As soon as the rain stopped I wanted to head back out and tell him what I had to. He wasn't trailing behind me as usual so I searched the room for him. Almost immediatel...
The last thing i remember was listening to a boring lecture and then all of a sudden it all went to a blur and I found myself in a hallway. I looked around and saw that it was dark on either side of the hallway, only the path was lit, at the end of which I saw a door. I kept walking in that direction and as I was walking I realized that the door is quite far from my where i was now. It felt like the distance kept increasing by each step i took. But I kept walking and all of a sudden I heard a woman talking to someone in a language that i hadn’t heard before. I tried to find out who it was. I kept walking towards the sound and suddenly I heard a girl screaming from behind. The scream so ...
*•~ The Empty House- a tale ~•*
"She is just a prostitute. Prostitute. Prostitute. Bloody Ranndee", he repeated the words to himself and rolled the words up and down his tongue. "Hold your calm. Be cool. Breathe".
But he was far from that. He was dizzy and exploding with excitement. He was so tempted by this little woman leading him by his hand now- playfully swaying her hips, rhythmically; as if the stars played her secret music.
He wanted to take her; at the street, right there- fuck her, crush her body- rapture at her soul, fuck this very artful web of black magic seduction she was spinning around him with such finesse. He wanted to fuck her nature and her habits- how her hair hung in l...
He heard the sound of sobs from the room next door.
Crept in to find a little girl curled under the bed.
Staring at him with a defeating smile in silence.
“Where is mommy? Where is mommy?”, Giggles the mother hiding her face with her hands.
Toddler points out at the darkness!
I'm the head analyst of K-R&D. I'm the chosen one. With some of the highly trained and intellectual beings specialized in their various field, actually the best in our respective field,
We were selected for a covert special operation to find uncategorized, still unidentified beings from other dimensions and space .
We have successfully find and somewhat study the basic nature and fundamentals of 76 beings from space, time, space time cross-section and other dimensions, multiple universe still unnamed, And that's when 77 happen!
We were approximately 489 light year far from home in an unmapped galaxy which showed weird features. It showed all the characteristics found in mult...
"Are you sure you want to do this?" The worker asked me once again. Damn, these low standard labourers are so irritating. I firmly said yes for the thousandth time. They are scared of something that died in 1975, today is 2017, but they just don't understand that fear is a myth. Ghosts were never there, neither they ever will be. But these bloody horrified souls are worrying over a ghost. Who'll tell them if ghosts were that powerful, why the hell the world wouldn't like to die?
With shaky hands, the worker started digging out the grave of some Kath named person, and buried the grave of a newly died person called Stane. Now, who in the world thought that even a graveyard would somed...
She embraced the horror
Of the life
Wore that mask with pride,
A scar down her bottom lip
Veins hanging down like the veil of a bride.
An actress she was,
Both in real life and on the set,
Blood dripping down her eyes
Always kept her cheeks wet.
One day she saw the metahumans and Frankensteins walking down the street,
The pumpkins hanging and worn around
Artificial blood and brains for the feast.
She smirked and said to her little bat pet
That's just one days scene,
Because she knew for her it was everyday
Everyday it was the Halloween!
...and even the memories that once made me happy, I am scared to live them again...
What if being scary is more fun than being normal?
Satanic shadows (2)
Fear is thrilling
The fear u have for me
I can almost taste it
Its so sweet...
That piece of meat
caged inside your ribs
wants to break free
It fears me...
The thudding sound is heavenly....
Your soft body is shaking..
Wimpparing u plead
Blood dripping from your throat
is my answering ...
Have you ever walked through your house in the dark, maybe up the stairs at a brisk pace, or raced down the hallway to the bathroom? Have you ever thought for even just a second that someone or something was playing tag with your shadow? Have you ever spoken out loud to them? To it?
More frequently than I care to admit, I find myself scolding it. "Stop it." "Leave me alone." "I don't follow you around, why must you follow me?" "You're invading my space, please keep yourself at a distance, friend."
I don't know if it's a friend. I don't even know if it IS. I just hope, more than anything, that it never answers back.
He heard the dead silence in his heart..
He woke up out of his dream..
Horror sounding in the air, he was terrified to move..from a distance he saw something Twinkling...For a while he was glued to what he saw.....it was her eyes..
They were mesmerizing..
Those almond shaped eyes had a deep sparkle which made him see through the darkness.... They have something to say....That silent night has something to hear ,the words of light from the darkest hours,Sparkling jewels that lures him into her.Depth unknown he was ready to fall into the mysterious pit.