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Month: November, 2011

Still Eating Leftovers?


I hope everyone had an awesome thanksgiving. If you shared food with l the majority of your entire extended family (cousins and their husbands and children, brothers and sisters), then you will be eating leftovers for the next week and a half. Although the stuffing is delicious and the desserts are divine, I must be honest and say the week after thanksgiving is painful for me.
The ridiculously early christmas decorations being put up, screaming children, stressful early Christmas shopping, and sales. I hate sales. Sales these days aren’t even very special, as there is not one moment when their isn’t any sort of discount or deal in your average store. There is always an excuse to have a sale, and though you may be unaware, the price of say, a jacket, is usually raised before a sail; meaning, the price to begin with is higher than it should be. Over time, the sale price becomes the regular price. And so when the jacket is moved to the clearance, it is actually the price of what originally meant to be a regular marked down price for an average sale.

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Happy Thanksgiving


Home Again, Home Again


Oh joy for 5:30 departures. I wake up to the chaos of the rest of my family frantically zooming through various sections of my house, packing things they had forgotten to set aside the night before. I think it is way to early to see my mom or dad, especially my sister. I don’t know how much longer I can bear all her constant updates regarding the weather in the city we are scheduled to land in.
We’ve made it past security and are now sitting at our terminal, waiting to board. Personally I like airports, and am used to them; mostly because I fly so often. When I think about it I realize how often me and my family flys places.
The voice has just told me that class R is boarding. Hi-ho.

Misconceptions and Misinterpretations


I walked down the hall moping and groaning inwardly.
I was sick. Again. My throat felt as cracked and dry as the sahara desert.
I was making my way to jade’s room to alert her I was going downstairs for water and medicine. As I had almost stepped around the corner into the view of her room, I heard hushed voices coming from behind the door of the room that Charlie and Mac shared.
“…I already told you it won’t hurt. Trust me, it will feel amazing…” I could hear Mac coaxing who I assumed was Charlie.
“…Are you sure?” Charlie’s voice was hesitant.
‘Why are they up so late, it’s almost 1:00 am…’
I unconsciously leaned towards the door, trying to make out their voices better.
“Last time we did it you said the same thing but it hurt.” Charlie continued still not completely convinced..
‘What are they talking about?…’
“I promise it will feel good his time; the first time you’re a always a little tense, everyone is.” Mac explained.
“Okay…As long as you promise to be more gentle this time…” I heard a rustle of bed sheets and could imagine Mac’s smile as I heard him reply.
“Of course. If it hurts then we can always stop, just say so.”
The bed creaked quietly and I heard faint moans from what I though was Charlie. Mac grunted once in a while, and Charlie groaned in reply.
I heard Charlie cry out suddenly, and the other boy immediately spoke.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yeah, I’m a little sore there.”
A moment of silence took place for a few seconds and the brunette asked his roommate another question.
“Is that better?”
“Mmmmm…” Charlie moaned once again. “Yeah, a little harder.”
At this point, I assumed that they were…well…you know… ‘pleasuring each other’ shall we say. The noises they were making as well as the dialogue, all pointed to the same conclusion.

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What do YOU think they’re doing? XD Post in the comments and I’ll let you know, as well as post the rest of the story :3

On our way 2000


Walking into the airport now. It’s almost the perfect temperature, I’m sad to get on an airplane. When I get off in Boston it’s going to be below 40.

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ANIMEUSA


I’m in Maryland! Me and my friend who moved, Izzy, are going to animeusa together all day Saturday. I’m so exited, it’s going to be awesome! I plan on starting the day in the panels and in the hallway. Then I’ll take a stroll through the artists alley. For lunch, we’ll go to the maid cafe and afterwards hit the dealers room and maybe the game room and play some DDR or super smash bros. Finish the day with more panels, pocky, and crash after the rave. I’ll write about it if I remember it.

Until the Last Falling Star


This song fitted PAECE and HOTH
Until the Last Falling Star
If there was a chance that we could be lovers
I’d write you a book of handwritten letters
And burn them all up to the end
Just to start over again

If there was a chance that we could be lovers
I’d learn how to dance, how to hold without touching
Oh, love, where have you been?
I’ll wait for your lead to come in

CHORUS
So tell me the secret
Is there a way into your heart?
‘Cause I want to believe it
Or will I be wishing until the last falling star?

If there was a chance that we could be lovers
I’d swim seven oceans and keep going further
I’d hold my breath until you slipped
Those words that belong on your lips

CHORUS

Say a lie
It could be anything
Just stay with me tonight

CHORUS

By Matthew Perryman Jones (c) 2009

headache


ahhhh…I have a headache…

Another Talk


Charlie POV
Kind of a sequel to ‘It’s Been A While”‘
{the “he” is Mac}

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Dipping my spoon back down into the soup that sat on the tray, I looked up at his face.
He finished chewing the carrots, and swallowed.
“Hey…”
“What?” I scooped up more carrots swimming in broth, and raised it up, ready to continue feeding him.
“Do you still love me?”
“Why do you want to know?”
I paused, staring back at his dark, heartless, empty, warm eyes.
“It’s….I’m just curious, do you?”
“What do you expect to hear from me?”
“I didn’t have anything particular in mind.”
“Like hell you do.”
“Oooooh, you’ve certainly changed.”
His tone… I didn’t like that fresh tongue.
“It’s been two and a half years.”
“That’s somewhat precise, ‘two and a half’…”
“It doesn’t matter anyway.”
“What?”
“As soon as we untie you, you’ll just disappear again.”
“Who said I’m going to disappear?”
“SHUT UP!”
“Shut up”
“Stop…”
It was silent or a while.
I let my heavy head droop down between my legs.
Closing my eyes was a mistake.
I felt a touch on my cheek, and jerked back suddenly, standing from my chair, startled.
His hand…
My heart began to pound .
He untied himself...
I could feel the blood pulse in my ear drums.
He…touched me…
I realized how dangerous the situation was. Mac knew without a doubt that my knife was on my back belt loop of my jeans. I had always kept it there. Would he try and grab it? He’d have to jump me for that. I knew his technique, I had seen him fight, and I had fought with him. He couldn’t get me with his tricks.
“What?”
He slowly pulled his other hand out from behind the chair, showing that he was completely without restraints.
“Are you scared?”
I was still, carefully watching him reach for me. His hand seemed to slow down the closer it got to me.
“I’m not going to hurt you…” he stood slowly and extended his hand “I just want…”
He gingerly touched my cheek with the tips of his fingers;he just stood, waiting for a reaction.
His hand wasn’t cool or warm, it was just there…I could feel it, but it isn’t feel like anything in particular. Spreading out his fingers he pressed his palm to my cheek, and brushed my hair slightly. His thumb delicately caressed the corner of my eye, as if wiping away invisible tears.
“Charlie…” looking down, he inhaled sharply and drew his hand back suddenly, as If he had been struck.
“What’s wrong?” ‘this isn’t like him’ I thought
“I know I can’t.” looking out of the window at the view of the mountain, he managed to hide his true emotions beneath his collected, almost cold features.
However, he betrayed what he felt by avoiding my eyes.
“It’s been 2 years.”
“What about it?”
“It’s not like…I didn’t want you.”
“Do you still?”
“Maybe.” ‘yes’. Please. I’ve missed you more than you can imagine. I’ve been sick from some incurable disease ever since you left. Everyday you were gone was so painful, I thought I was going I die.
He took a small step forward, cautiously advancing.
We were slowly growing closer.
Lifting his hand once more to my face, he tenderly stroked my cheek.
My breathing slowed as he leaned his head in and pressed his lips to mine.
He waited for a sign, any movement really.
I didn’t want to give any sort of signal, I wanted to stay like this forever with him.
I really was over my head.
I shyly took the edge of his shirt into my hand, nervously fingering the cloth.
He pulled away and proceeded to stare at me, a lost, but soft look on his face
“I thought that…”
“No…”
He pulled me into his arms protectively, and holding him close, I breathed in his familiar scent. He didn’t smell like anything particular, he had his own aroma. It was a warm feeling, but was cool when you inhaled it. He was chilling.
I didn’t hear the creak of the door opening; I had always tended to let my guard down when I was with Mac.
He didn’t move though, and so neither did I.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to…”
“It’s okay.” Jumping a bit, I replied quickly.
Everett’s voice had startled me, but I hadn’t jumped away from Mac, I had curled up to him, tightening my grip on him momentarily. We pulled apart slowly, hesitant to let go.
I loved him.
I really, really loved him.
Everett seemed very awkward and was looking away, probably trying to not acknowledge the elephant in the room.
Glaring at Everrett, Mac spoke, breaking the silence.
“Try anything and I’ll kill you.”
He was way too aggressive, I told myself.
But the real me knew he was joking- which meant he was serious- and scared.
“Don’t worry, he’s all yours.”

Teenage dream


Teenage Dream Lyrics

This is the theme for Paece and Hoth! I know it’s so mainstream and kind of over rated, but I thought it was just so perfect for them! They’re so innocent and pure and CUTE. I don’t know, I just thought that it it them like your favorite pair of jeans, perfectly. Let me know what you think!

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You think I’m pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I’m funny
When I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me
So I let my walls come down
Down…

Before you met me
I was alright
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You’ll be my Valentine,
Valentine…

Let’s go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We’ll be young forever

You make me
Feel like
I’m living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can’t sleep
Let’s run away
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I’m complete

Let’s go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We’ll be young forever

You make me
Feel like
I’m living a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can’t sleep
Let’s run away
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

I might get your heart racing
In my skin-tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Toninght,tonight,tonight,
Tonight,tonight,tonight

Yoooouuu…
You make me
Feel like
I’m livin’ a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can’t sleep
Let’s run away
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back
No…

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

I might get your heart racing
In my skin tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight

Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Toninght,tonight,tonight,
Tonight,tonight,tonight

Yoooouuu…
You make me
Feel like
I’m livin’ a Teenage Dream
The way you turn me on
I can’t sleep
Let’s run away
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back
No…

My heart stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This is real
So take a chance
And don’t ever look back
Don’t ever look back

I might get your heart racing
In my skin tights jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your Teenage Dream tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight