Absinthe, Opium and Honor…

I was never ever normal, I never felt normal and I think that most people feel that right? I’m from Toronto and I’ve gotten out of there. I got out of high school this Summer and I got accepted to the University of British Columbia. In truth I had to get out of there, Mom and I don’t get along and neither do me and my sister. Both of them are those real city girls. They want to be treated with respect but they don’t do a damned thing to earn it.

A part more.

It's hard deciding the mode here, don't know how serious I should be.
Too serious, it becomes boring. To little, and it won't work for me.

Damned if I do, damned if I don't :)

I wring it as I write, and mood has a lot to do with it.
I'm not a very disciplined writer I'm afraid.

Chances Are... Stories of Hope Lauren's Chance by Andrea Lena DiMaggio   Oh write me a beacon so I know the way Guide my love through night and through day

In the ambulance on the way to Our Lady of Lourdes Medical Center...

* This is a tentative continuance, no guarantees.
All because vanity calls.

I hope you won't be too disappointed.
We'll see if it works, or not.

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There’s a mountain, and no, I’m not speaking of one of those thin ones, those fashionably slim, elegantly cutting through the air. You know, the ones that all mountaineers so dearly love.

Angel Marquez-The Angel Blossoms chapter 5

by

Paula Dillon

Night Entries, Chapter 3.

Well, we are back home. Mom somehow found us, and told us to come home. We did, lacking anywhere else to go. I hope things are going to be alright. I feel so helpless.

*****

Its kinda funny around here now. Its like we all made this unspoken agreement to not mention what happened, but to go on as though life was perfectly normal. My step-dad actually seems a little wary of my brother, so maybe that’s what we’ve needed to do all along - kick his butt, and then he’d leave us alone.

*****

“We need to get going. Troy will be checking out here shortly.” Maggie said, moving the chair past Mary Beth.

Maggie chuckled. “No, he didn't cut it off. If he had, Troy would be dead.”

Haven't been writing for quite some time. And this is more of a test.
So bear with me if you find it ill written, and remember, you've been warned.

It's a SF, or maybe a mutation of fantasy meeting SF :)

(installing a revised, and corrected version of it, hoping it will read better)

Evolution - 9 of 24

A Man is Un-birhted. News Starts To Get Out that something is happening.

Don’t Blame Me I’m A Martian-7

Chapter 7

I wake up feeling stiff and sore body wise but inside there’s this lighter than air feeling going on. Honestly I’m feeling better inside than I’m used to noticing. I guess it’s kind of…It’s kind of like humidity and weather, I had so much going on emotionally inside from me and Hill’s stuff and the release from last night was like the thunderstorm that clears the air.