My biggest daydreams have always involved you, or at the very least, the idea of you.
I want a strong arm to playfully push me against a wall, I want a man's hand to pass me a cigarette (I don't even smoke), I want the couch to sink low as a boy lays me down, and I want his lips to tremble as I look him in the eye and hook my fingers in his belt loops.
Lick my lips,
I am a big meal to take in -
being a bad influence takes a lot of work, you know.
I crept down the halls, nothing but my pistol between me and the darkness. I could hear screams and inhuman growls over my comm-unit, and smell the stench of death everywhere. Something happened when they fired up that portal, all hell broke loose. I rounded the corner to find another human, he must have heard me because he whipped around and brought a shotgun to bear.
His eyes, I will never forget those eyes. Completely devoid of humanity, burning with a cold inner fire. He squeezed the trigger and caught me full in the chest. My combat plate absorbed most of the blast but it still hurt like hell. I fired off a few rounds from my pistol catch him in the head before the magazine ran dry.
I sat there, shivering as the adrenaline coursed through my veins. I popped another clip into my pistol, I only have one extra left. I creep over and check the corpse, his blood is black, the skin white, and he's riddled with bullets. I grab the shotgun checking the chamber and grabbing what little ammo he had left. I wonder just how I'm going to survive this invasion...
I am constantly inspired. Whether it's art, writing or fashion, I am always seeing something new in this world. I love it, there's difference between fashion styles and trends, stereotypes and artists.
Art: I love seeing new, different art, not same old, same old. There's well-known artists and amateur artists. Whether it's different supplies, styles or something else it's fun for me to see.
Writing: New genres, words...it's truly inspirational. Words, type/fonts, I love it all!I love short stories, novels, poems, fiction, non fiction and everything else!I am constantly finding myself read different things...
I don't have enough time to write about fashion but it constantly inspires me...
Some of my favourite things...hmm...let's think!
My favourite colours are green, blue, purple and pink. My favourite animals are cats, hummingbirds, penguins, dolphins and owls. My favourite season and weather is spring and sunny. My favourite foods are dumplings, rice paper rolls, Asian noodles, spring rolls. My favourite desserts are chocolate cake, ice cream and doughnuts. My favourite city and country would be Tokyo, Japan. My favourite...I'm running out of ideas...things to do are writing, art, trying on different/ new outfits, eating chocolate and reading. I'm trying as best as I can to write quickly...My favourite time of day is......um...the afternoon. I only have seconds now to finish...this may be continued one day...
Why is it that I hate myself. Sometimes I wonder why I even try. I get up in the morning and just wish I could die. But the thought of ending my own life would be against what I hold dear. So I try and cope, I loss myself in books by others. Instead of writing myself. Sometimes I dream of doing wonderful, life changing things, but my reality sets back in and I'm in the same dark hole I started out in. So what steps are there for me to take, in a world that is full of opportunities for those who reach for them, who work for them, and not those of us who only dream of them.