laconic
sometimes a few words can portray a thousand emotions...
A collection of poems that I have collected over the years, and/or some of my very own poems. trigger warning, some stuff is not at all friendly.
she was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.
a series of poems . what words can do and what words have done. [© avaleo 2014]
There's really not much to say. Sometimes the words get stuck in my head, and this is my attempt to get them out.
She is a dreamer, living outside of reality. She is a dreamer, burning bright, loving deeply and falling hard. She is a dreamer; but what happens to the dream, when the dreamer dies? Short Story #152 Teen fiction #698 2/11/2013
If I imagined my life like the scene of a movie, you would evidently be a part of it. If I could rip this moment of time from mediocre film of my life and revise it, I would. Take two if you will.
. at random times, i’ll post 5 facts about myself, that other people may or may not know, up until i reach 100.
he gave her his sweater. she never thought it would end. (lowercase intended)
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit at a typewriter and bleed." a collection of capricious drabbles. © Valarie Rae, two thousand and thirteen.
"You're just a girl, not even a pretty one. You were just something to fill my spare time, nothing more. And these? Well they're just notes."
we kept each other away from the cold. - a collection of words [ © victoria g. two thousand and fourteen]
A young man and a woman sit on a hilltop, doomed to watch the same scene play out before their eyes again and again. For how long? Until they remember. {Written 2013.}
Parker is self destructive and withdrawn. Aspyn is bright-eyed and bubbly. Parker and Aspyn are complete opposites. Even though they are undeniably different; something is pulling them together. *** "Smoking kills, you know." "Exactly." He said as he took another drag of his cigarette.
"You look dead." I'm not dead. I'm still alive. Don't look at me. I'm ugly. I need to be perfect. Absolutely perfect.
in which marcus and audrey exchange sweaters. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.
"i remember." © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2015. N. A. The sequel to 'Boy' is 'Funnybones' and is available to read on my profile.
"She was beautifully broken - shattered beyond repair. And that was what made her ravishing."
I hope you understand how much our little talks mean to me. (short story: #83/romance: #424)