Walkingalone Stories

We've all heard stories of stalkers but what if the stalker was the one being stalked... You never know what you'll find when the tables turn.

For all the jaws that clench of their own accord as soon as the sun sets. Walking alone at night doesn't faze me, but not because I'm never bothered. I've perfected looking as threatening as my tiny frame and innocent face will allow when I'm nervous. When that's not enough, I pretend I'm Liam Neeson. I keep my pace, opting to run scenarios instead.

Bitter reality of this fake world that moves like a crowd while each soul struggling alone.

I'm Kurt your average 17 year old , I live in ... Oh who am I kidding I'm far from normal and you don't really need to know all that just that I'm kurt and I'm what they call 'lost' This isn't going to be the cliche "he is crazy and he (yes I'm gay) comes along and helps him then they fall in love" there is another guy in my story and ,spoiler alert, yes I'd say I love him but he hasn't changed me or helped me, just accepts me i guess and I'm thankful for that because I don't need to be 'cured' . Anyway I hope you , should I say enjoy? Screw it lets just start shall we...

A poem about oneself just moving along in life:)

Happiness is all she ask for. But she makes reckless decisions.