How do you know?
I was asked today, how do I know if I’m in love? I can never answer that question without having to go through a massive spiel into what I’ve experienced and where I’ve come from, or even still, mentioning about my poor battered heart. As in a very long long long time ago, I’ve fallen in lust, confusing the emotions felt with what love just laughs at; and that never ends...
My Video blog - WORDS UPSIDE YOUR BRAIN →
I’m fairly pleased about this new blog, even if it might be a step in the wrong direction. Give it a watch, a chuckle and a subscribe/follow. But never fear fellow reader, if I still have a beating heart within my chest that sways to the tune of romance, I will still have the inspiration to contribute to this blog that I love dearly. But still, get your ass over to...
I love you to pieces, distraction, etc.– J.D. Salinger, Taken from “Franny and Zooey”
Her weapon is armed, and looking for a target.
Tempers are cool and considerate, as she snakes her way through the darkness. The night has devoured all the corners of the apartment and hiding is just the side effect before an attack. She casually loads her weapon, sliding a new dart down the barrel as she quietly arms the pistol by cranking back the projection coil. Her weapon is armed, and its now looking for a target. He is waiting in the...