Craving Stories

How about I let you in on the one thing i've never shown anyone--my passsion? ------ please dont mind my grammatical or typing mistakes, english is not my first language.....i wish it is in your likings.

That was a unisex salon which did not operate after the sun has gone down. Ah chong went in at 10 minutes to 6.00 pm and requested a hair cut from his favourite lady there. He was the last guest for that day. The other ladies left at 6.00 pm. When all the others have left, Ah Chong asked Jenny: " When was the last time your hubby had sex with you?" " Why should I tell you about it? Are you some sort of an investigator? Does it make a difference if

Is it just lust because I lost the love?

She had loved many, in different phases of her life, in her same own way. She never knew how to love half heartedly. Considering that even a pinch of her love couldn't be handled by those who were used to being loved normally, everyone left her, denying her for loving them. Seeing this, devil comes to her and allows her to love him. B'coz only a devil can consume that much passion and she's tired of people so much that she's now willing to take anything in exchange for allowing her to love them.

I crave you the way a smoker craves cigarettes, The way an addict needs their hit. You are the best thing to ever happen to me, But fuck you're bad for my health. I cannot live without you, But I swear you'll be the death of me.

short poems i posted on my twitter account ! a mirror into my always ongoing spiral of thoughts.

The usual stuff.

I was never the woman i am today.It seemed that the fearless, beautiful, cheerful, loving woman with me had died. Standing in front of the woman i stare at my reflection. Rough scrapy hairs full of knots. Chapped lips with a gash at the bottom lip at the side. Skin full of cuts. Some new, some old, some had just healed while some where healing them selves. My dress had tattered here and there and to say that still my wardrobe is full of clothes would be an understatement. Because i don't feel like wearing them. I don't because i don't want to wear it for him. I don't want to beautify myself for him. Infact i hate my beauty for attracting him. I fear every evening. When the sunsets. When it becomes dark. When the dog cries letting me know of one thing. That one thing that still gives me goosebumps. Those goosebumps that let my numb body know that i have not yet died out of shock. That shock that filterates my mind in to thinking that much more is to come. That thing. I hate it so much. Do you want to know what it is? "HIS ARRIVAl"

Eight gorgeous boys and one girl living together in the same house. It'd probably be heaven to most girls, but to Adelaide Hendricks, it's the total opposite. Who wants to live with eight, obnoxious and pervy hogs who have brain's the size of a peanut? Things are bound to get crazy now. Welcome to Life With the Crawford Boys. It's not the typical everyday life, but it's one where you're heart never stops racing and your minds never stop thinking.

A pure and sweet young girl finally gets a taste of the dark side and it leaves her begging for more. Things only get worse when she starts to crave it like an addiction and she likes the pain of things falling apart. All this and she's still the sweetest girl around.

Trying to get a piece of sanity

There's no way out! Once you entered at Room #666. It was a very shiny bright day for Shaine. Until one day Shaine and her friends decided to go to the Mental Hospital to experiment and experience paranormal activities. The question is, are they going to survive?

Poetry by me that I want to share

Ana lives in a small neighborhood on the poorer side of town. She has never had nice clothes or shoes. She has held on to one thing she can claim. She can claim to be the skinniest girl in her school and she felt pride in holding that title in the hell she walks through.

This is a real-life story based on a girl suffering from various kind of physical, mental pressure from their loved ones.

This is the story, my story. That I'm going through, I hope this helps other young mommys like me and I hope it inspires you.

Is it just me or is everything surreal after dark? ~ a collection of poems ~

I really miss you tonight. This is my first published rhyming poem!

Saskia Donovan is the rich, popular girl. Every girl wants to be her, and every boy wants her. But does having everything mean she has nothing at all?