Just Another ThoughtThis is just another random thought but......If we unravel the threads of life, does that mean we're unraveling the threads of time, too? And if we unravel the threads of time, aren't we just unraveling the threads of life, our life?
Just A ThoughtThis is just a thought.... But......What if fear erases everything we know? What if fear is the only one thing that actually exists? What if fear was the only feeling we had? What if fear could come from the simplest of things? What if fear itself is not being afraid of others, but being afraid of yourself? What if fear was the only thing we could hold onto in a moment of defeat, sadness, or anger?
What I Have LearnedWhat I Have LearnedI've learned that erasers are only for erasing words, not actions. I've learned that you can't really take back something you've done or said to someone that made them hurt. I have learned that when you want something for someone else, you end up only wanting it for yourself. I've learned that love doesn't make the world go 'round, but that hate, cruelty, and violence does. I have learned that the finest things in life are found in the simplest of places. I've learned that money isn't enough, and that love is what you need. I have learned that it's not enough to want, but it is enough to need. And I have learned that no matter how far away a couple maybe from each other, they can still love each other with all their hearts.
The Wrong Kind of Kiss?I blushed as Roxas walked into our room, closing the door behind him. "Xlyn..." he whispered my name so seductively I couldn't help but get up and walk over to him."Roxas......" I whispered so quietly it was almost as if I hadn't said anything at all. He kissed me, which was what I was afraid he was gonna do. 'Why does this feel so wrong...?' I thought to myself as I closed my eyes, the tears streaming down my face. He wrapped his arms around me, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around him, also. As he kissed me, I felt a strong sense of longing, but I also felt a strong sense of wanting to push him away. I'm guessing he sensed these feelings, too, or he wouldn't have let me go like he did."I'm sorry," he apologized, looking at me with his cute, sad eyed look, and I couldn't help but smile at him."It's ok," I accepted his apology. He smiled at me, and the smile he had was the smile of my Roxas; it
Love Makes Us.......Love Makes Us......Love makes us do crazy things.Things like killing, stealing, and drug dealing.If we love someone, shouldn't we not have to do things like that to prove to the person we love that we really do love them?We shouldn't! They should believe us instead of making us prove it to them.
Lumina's Stats updatedthis Lumina is the one from my novel: Fate!!Appearance:Hair: honey brown hair that goes down to her shoulders. It is a little curly at the ends.Face: soft and caring beautiful blue eyes. freckles on her cheeks.clothes: usually wearing something dark...... a black t-shirt and dark skinny jeans... and black boots...Personality:she's naturally sweet, caring, kind, nice, good natured, down to earth, hopeful, and loving, but her work as a serial killer as made her the opposite of everything she used to be.....note: she has a yellow flying cat named Mitzi!!