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Corporately owned "love" holidays. It's a strict possibility that I'm bitter from being single and being reminded of how lonely I am this day. I wish to play it off as if I'm utterly detached  and simply dislike this holiday on principle, but lets face it. If you have read any of my other writings you already know that while I do play the very intelligent my emotions rule my higher brain wave functions. Yes I'm a romantic, hopeless romantic. I long for the day where I find that one woman that makes all the others a distant memory. Who will look upon this shell I call a body and find no fault in it. I hope that I will find her. Someone that no

The sweat dripped from my forehead as I answered my cell. "Hello?" I asked groggily having just been woken from a vodka induced slumber. "CJ?" the voice on the other side says. It's small and meek but easily recognizable. It was Terri Lynn, my new step-mother. After Ronda (my previous step-mother) had passed around six months ago my father had reconnected with Terri Lynn and their budding romance blossomed into a full marriage within two months. Being the master of hiding my feelings that I am, I told my Father I was happy for him while inside I was horribly hurt. "Terri? What's the matter?" I asked mildly annoyed with being awoken so suddenl

To whom it may concern, I've been broken by many people whom I've trusted before. Nothing hurts more then being destroyed by one that you give your heart to. They take your heart from you and you trust them to take care of it. Only to watch by helplessly as they plunge a dagger into it. They unmake you with simple words and actions. Its devastating but it helps you to change and grow. To dwell on the ones that break you only increases your pain ten fold when they move on and break someone else or god forbid be broken by someone else. You paint on your smile and do what ever it takes to look like you don't care and even you will believe it fo

Brian Dennis Foster, what can I tell you about the man that raised me? He was a strong man all the years that I knew him. An oilfield worker he worked hours unknown to that of other people. Fifteen hour days of intensive physical labor all culminating to the company man (your boss) telling you that your all pathetic waste that should have had the job done in half the time. His work schedule fluctuated so much as a child that I was sure that we were his job and he would leave to go home. He would work weekdays some months leaving the weekend to be with his family my mother, half brother, and I. Then there were months that he would work three w

I screwed up a simple gift to make you smile, I had no intention of hurting you. I just wanted you to be a little happy. Although I know you dislike that holiday for it has lost its meaning years ago. I even left before you knew they were from me. That way there wouldn't be any awkward encounters. It was just meant to make you smile a little nothing more I had foolishly hoped you wouldn't think they were from me but deep down I knew you'd know. The flowers I also bought were for a friend yes only a friend nothing deeper than that although she has made it very clear that she wants more I can't give her anything more then a friendship. I can't

I caught myself thinking of you today Rabbit. No sadness or self aimed anger, just the thought of you. How we treated each other the smile on you face. The smell of your hair. The annoyed look behind your glasses when you knew I was being an ass. The way you curled up into the tightest little ball wither you were cold or not. How I would half expect you to start purring when I rubbed you back. I read threw our old messages,   seeing the way we talked to each other and comparing it to how we talk now left a small river of blood trickling from the scar on my heart that I caused between us. I've stayed away from you for the time that I have from

His fingers ached. The sweat on his brow poured down his face. The work wasn't even close to finished and this night was ending soon. He couldn't let everyone down. He had to finish or all would be lost. Upon taking up this task he saw no problem in it, simple write the tale of his adventure with these people. He figured a simple tale to be written and he would have a free adventure away from this dull and boring town. Now sitting in this empty hall among the fallen bodies of his comrades he had only one chance to bring them back or be doomed to their fate. It all began simply replying to a flyer at the local coffee house. It simply stated "L

He ran around the table moving everything to its precise place. Everything had to be perfect for his Alice. She would be waking soon he couldn't have anything be wrong he spent so long waiting for her.  Alice began to stir. "no, no, no, no not yet my Alice not yet." he said. He filled the syringe again with sedative. He found the vein in her neck large and slowly pulsating with her heart beat. He slowly slide the needle into the vein and pushed down on the plunger. As the liquid traveled her veins her movements became no more.  He looked her over once more making sure he didn't over do it. Her golden blonde hair was long and curly. He presse