To live means to love_Love me not_Table For Four_Mister Man's Daughter
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To live means to love
I feel like most of the people today prefer crowds,loud music and having fun while drinking tons of alchohol. But not me. I prefer silence. I prefer to listen to the sound of the waves at night and I love to spend the nights on the beach. But more than anything I loved Lisa which was literally the person that I couldn’t imagine my life without. She knew that I loved to sail with my boat from time to time so she insisted on coming with me one day. I was planning to propose to her anyway and this seemed like the perfect way to do it. So we went deep into the ocean that day but a storm caught us ...
Love me not
My hand flew on its own right to my boyfri- ex-boyfriend’s face. His head tilted to the side, indicating how hard that slap was.“You bitch how dare you!” The woman clinging to his arm like a monkey lunged at me. I didn’t back down and slapped her face hard. “Thank you for calling me a bitch. A bitch is a dog, a dog barks, bark is part of a tree, tree is part of nature, and nature is beautiful.” I smirked at her because my hand left a trace on her cheek. “Thank you for calling me beautiful, indirectly.” I looked at him again. “And you, go to hell.” I punched him and walked away.After three year...
Table For Four
“That movie fucking sucked.” “Cmon, Paul. Not that bawww.onedoor.ccd.”Said Darren, picking his leather coat up off from the theatre seat. “I liked it.” Said Kira, barely audible enough for anyone to hear. Prying their feet off the sticky theatre floor, the group marched out into the summer evening, leaving behind their trail of empty wine spritzer cans, sunflower seed shells and popcorn kernels. “Hmm, Gus’s is close to here. And I know they’re still open..That dude never sleeps.”Said Darren, stepping out into the warm late August night, fumbling through a pocket of cigarettes. It was a cloudless night , an...
Mister Man's Daughter
Mister Man’s DaughterDaddy says the first thing you do when you get out of prison is find someone to marry. Mama is his number eight. If you put Mama next to Dolly Parton you couldn’t tell them apart, as long as they kept their mouths shut. Too bad for me I take after Daddy. We used to play catch or maybe go fishing when Jim Beam gave him the day off. Daddy taught me to sing harmony. Once when we was in the backyard singing I’ll Take You There Mama said, Take you where? You planning to sing your way to heaven, Mister Man? Then she said to me, Look at him, all puffed up like a little rooster. D...