The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.
why do i even bother
im really clueless so please spell out very obviously exactly how you feel in full detail or i will constantly be worrying about how much you hate me
"Follow me" she whispered as she reached for my hand.
So I listened. I closed my eyes and allowed our palms to meet. I let her whisk me away into her world of dark beauty.
When I opened my eyes I could taste her lips. So sweet and tangy, soft to the touch. But she was no where to be found, as I tried to move I understood then that it wasn’t her lips I was tasting, but my own scarlet blood dripping onto my lips.
“I will alway love you” came a whisper from the wind, and darkness took over.
And just then I was alone
As quickly as this room was crowded
Into the darkness
I was alone.
And it was better that way.