Etta from Simply Etta D. is hosting a Meet & Greet party this weekend, to celebrate the up coming Spring season! You know M & Gs? Don’t miss your chance to promote your blog and discover new bloggers!! You’ve never been to M & Gs? Then click on the following link, joins us, and try it out!…… Continue reading Meet & Greet party at Etta’s…
Condamnée au trou. Un rayon de chaleureuse lumière, et… Pas de promesse de rédemption, Mais le souvenir maintenant vivide que le soleil brille toujours de l’autre côté du monde.
Previously… Part 1 She had known love before… She wished she could say she thought she had known it, but unfortunately, she had been in love in the past. She didn’t understand people who yearned for love. Looooove… That stupid feeling that drove anyone to do stupid things. The only love she wanted to feel was…… Continue reading In the dark… (part 2)
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It has been a while since I have seen any Writing Events running on here. The last one I took part in was one at Halloween, and it was a lot of fun. I have been running into a bit of a block recently when it comes to…
I’ve been prowling around your lair, hoping to catch a glimpse of you amongst the shadows. * Been scavenging your trash for leftover words, I would have drunk straight from your lips. * Beware my fangs, and my claws… Love. * Beware the lust I have to press my mouth upon your neck. To hunt…… Continue reading Beware…
The vibration of the cellphone in her purse had gotten her attention as she was walking down the subway station stairs. Where are you? She simply turned it off. There was the temptation to write back something snippy like that saying she had seen online… “Don’t push me away and then wonder where I went”…… Continue reading In the dark…
You say, I make you feel Special… But you are wrong. You are special. I am just here to remind you, dear…
Little you’re not anymore, I know but, I know people who would disagree. Tonight your joie de vivre is pretty low And you don’t wish another sunrise to see. There will be loads and loads of tears at home, tears of rage and tears of sorrow. Try to remember the love…… Continue reading Letter to a little girl…
I never fell in love with you… You made me trip, And then mocked me for Lying on the floor.
Your words, they fit me like a glove Intricate fabric of emotions, of chills of butterflies, inked on my skin One by one stitched to my stomach. You cut your stories, High fashion tails tailored to be wrapped around my hips… You write black classy lace, and You can dress me up…… Continue reading Haute écriture…
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