

PressureThe full glass of whisky looked tempting on the sink. There were still bubbles rising from where the pills had been mixed into the concoction. Tim could hear the sounds of mirrors cracking, music raging and people shouting drunken comments from downstairs, but had his eyes firmly fixed on the glass.Pressure
“Do I, or don’t I?” was the faint whisper escaping his lips. After all, life was supposed to be one big party, why should he end it this way? Was it cowardly? Was it necessary? There was no time to consider backing out now.
In an attempt to bring the causes of his decision to the front of


Love Is But A Myth Part 2Staring Into the unfriendly Mirror. All I See is a half-being, Feeling empty As I know that You are too far away And shall remain so.Love Is But A Myth Part 2
Waiting For the time when Love conquers anxiety, And there is consensus that We belong together. Oh how I wish it Would be, but now Is not the time.
Stabbing A great hole Through my heart, So it feels. I Despise the way I cannot tell you. Nor can I reveal Your ever luscious identity.
Hoping That one day My dreams wi


Love Is But A MythAnother day is spent Wasting away With my petty existence. Times of life, salvation And happiness, All decaying like my hope That love will one day Rescue me. But for how long Must I anticipate?Love Is But A Myth
How times have changed. Individuals have grown. Experience has been heart-achingly Embraced. The torture that slays me As I fix my eyes On those undeserved Spending every moment Like they have found Their soul-mate.
As for me, I have little faith That such riches Could ever bless me With that for
Don't guess my real name though, please, I wouldn't tell you on here if you guessed it right
Oh and, go Super Nintendo and METROID!!!!!
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