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[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | They say you die twice, one time when you stop breathing and a second time when somebody says your name for the last time; in this my mother is still alive. | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | The day I no longer recognized him was a thousand times worse than the day he no longer recognized me. | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | She broke my heart, as I headed off to war, with a single whispered, "Goodbye, Daddy." | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Belief betrays everyone. | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | It wasn't the sting of watching of her drift away that kept me up at night, but, rather, it was the pain of knowing I did everything I could and still fell short. | "And she didn't say it back." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | They say you die twice, one time when you stop breathing and a second time when somebody says your name for the last time; in this my mother is still alive. | You just never really mattered. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | The day I no longer recognized him was a thousand times worse than the day he no longer recognized me. | You just never really mattered. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | You just never really mattered. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | They say you die twice, one time when you stop breathing and a second time when somebody says your name for the last time; in this my mother is still alive. | You're just like your father. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | The day I no longer recognized him was a thousand times worse than the day he no longer recognized me. | You're just like your father. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | You're just like your father. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | They say you die twice, one time when you stop breathing and a second time when somebody says your name for the last time; in this my mother is still alive. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | The day I no longer recognized him was a thousand times worse than the day he no longer recognized me. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | She broke my heart, as I headed off to war, with a single whispered, "Goodbye, Daddy." | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | The ice cream for the orphans was covered in ants. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Killing yourself won't bring anyone back. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Belief betrays everyone. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | It wasn't the sting of watching of her drift away that kept me up at night, but, rather, it was the pain of knowing I did everything I could and still fell short. | You told me that you hadn’t died, but when I tried to explain this to your dad, I realised I was mad. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | They say you die twice, one time when you stop breathing and a second time when somebody says your name for the last time; in this my mother is still alive. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | The day I no longer recognized him was a thousand times worse than the day he no longer recognized me. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | She broke my heart, as I headed off to war, with a single whispered, "Goodbye, Daddy." | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Killing yourself won't bring anyone back. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Belief betrays everyone. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | It wasn't the sting of watching of her drift away that kept me up at night, but, rather, it was the pain of knowing I did everything I could and still fell short. | She told me she had cancer, that space would be best, I don't think his name is Cancer. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | The day I no longer recognized him was a thousand times worse than the day he no longer recognized me. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | She broke my heart, as I headed off to war, with a single whispered, "Goodbye, Daddy." | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Belief betrays everyone. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | It wasn't the sting of watching of her drift away that kept me up at night, but, rather, it was the pain of knowing I did everything I could and still fell short. | I realized I would have to spend the rest of my life dreaming of ways to die, just so I could see her face again. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | The day I no longer recognized him was a thousand times worse than the day he no longer recognized me. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | She broke my heart, as I headed off to war, with a single whispered, "Goodbye, Daddy." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | She broke my heart, as I headed off to war, with a single whispered, "Goodbye, Daddy." | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | The ice cream for the orphans was covered in ants. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Killing yourself won't bring anyone back. | The ice cream for the orphans was covered in ants. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | The ice cream for the orphans was covered in ants. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Belief betrays everyone. | The ice cream for the orphans was covered in ants. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | The ice cream for the orphans was covered in ants. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | It wasn't the sting of watching of her drift away that kept me up at night, but, rather, it was the pain of knowing I did everything I could and still fell short. | The ice cream for the orphans was covered in ants. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Belief betrays everyone. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | It wasn't the sting of watching of her drift away that kept me up at night, but, rather, it was the pain of knowing I did everything I could and still fell short. | All the most beautiful things must come to an end, no matter how unfair it is. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Everyone has a someone, it just so happens mine had someone else. | Killing yourself won't bring anyone back. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | Belief betrays everyone. | Killing yourself won't bring anyone back. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | Killing yourself won't bring anyone back. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | It wasn't the sting of watching of her drift away that kept me up at night, but, rather, it was the pain of knowing I did everything I could and still fell short. | Killing yourself won't bring anyone back. | |
[FF] Break my heart in a sentence. | I jumped off the bridge, then changed my mind. | Belief betrays everyone. | |
[WP] A genie grants 3 wishes to someone with the condition that the person they hate receives twice the same. It can't be used to harm them. You're the 'hated person' and you have no idea what's going on... | I woke up, got ready, and prepared to go to work. But I decided to turn on the TV first, just to see what traffic might be like. I was greeted with a view of my front door as they read off the breaking news that I had just inherited trillions of dollars from multiple, anonymous sources. I was now the richest man in the... | Like any day in December, it felt like it could snow any second. My steps were stiff, and there was gum stuck to the bottom of my left shoe. Not a great start. My suit was starchy as well. It clung to my shoulders and made my tie scratch my throat. That's when it started to rain.
I sat down under the glass cover near ... | |
[WP] A genie grants 3 wishes to someone with the condition that the person they hate receives twice the same. It can't be used to harm them. You're the 'hated person' and you have no idea what's going on... | I fell to the ground in shock when I won the lottery that day, 100 million in Powerball, the 1st and only time I played,
When my family and I went in for our annual physicals we were all shocked again to find every minor nagging health complainant had vanished and we had the bodies of the best pro athletes young a... | Like any day in December, it felt like it could snow any second. My steps were stiff, and there was gum stuck to the bottom of my left shoe. Not a great start. My suit was starchy as well. It clung to my shoulders and made my tie scratch my throat. That's when it started to rain.
I sat down under the glass cover near ... | |
[WP] A genie grants 3 wishes to someone with the condition that the person they hate receives twice the same. It can't be used to harm them. You're the 'hated person' and you have no idea what's going on... | "I have fucked up my life beyond repair. Even 3 wishes, no matter what they are couldn't make things right. However, I would like for my children to be happy. Is that too vague?"
"Not at all."
"Next, I would like for my wife to forget I ever existed. She hasn't been able to move on after what she's been through. I wo... | Like any day in December, it felt like it could snow any second. My steps were stiff, and there was gum stuck to the bottom of my left shoe. Not a great start. My suit was starchy as well. It clung to my shoulders and made my tie scratch my throat. That's when it started to rain.
I sat down under the glass cover near ... | |
[WP] A genie grants 3 wishes to someone with the condition that the person they hate receives twice the same. It can't be used to harm them. You're the 'hated person' and you have no idea what's going on... | I fell to the ground in shock when I won the lottery that day, 100 million in Powerball, the 1st and only time I played,
When my family and I went in for our annual physicals we were all shocked again to find every minor nagging health complainant had vanished and we had the bodies of the best pro athletes young a... | I woke up, got ready, and prepared to go to work. But I decided to turn on the TV first, just to see what traffic might be like. I was greeted with a view of my front door as they read off the breaking news that I had just inherited trillions of dollars from multiple, anonymous sources. I was now the richest man in the... | |
[WP]: Write an ode to the greatness of the insignificance of a life in the grand scheme of the universe. | The universe gets on just fine without
my arrogant insistence that it bend
to the will of one who has lawns to mow
and, frankly, beer to drink at day's end.
Me? Soar on imagination's wings? or
make the world more pleasing to my eye?
No! There are carpets and dishes uncleaned yet,
and this is meat more fi... | A flash of the screen;
A blink of the eye.
As fleeting as an infant's cry.
A grain of sand in the river of time,
One with the current;
No rhythm nor rhyme.
So brief this life;
So swift this tide.
Why should we fear pain or strife? | |
[WP]: Write an ode to the greatness of the insignificance of a life in the grand scheme of the universe. | *She gazed at heaven and rebuked the Lord.*
*“How can you torment them so?”*
*God stilled and rose to speak to her,*
*“Do you think they’ve nothing to show?”* ... | Oh but a life is significant
One in a billion
A drop of blue in the vastness of *space*
One star of a trillion
That supports the only thing you **know**. | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | It's been my whole life I've been hearing those numbers. I remember them beeing once over 50 million. They count down, one every ten seconds. I've learn to live with it, most of the time I don't even hear it anymore, but every evening, when I lay in bed, I can hear them clearly in my head. They don't scare me, they nev... | After thousands of numbers. The same voice has spoken One number every day. Counting down. At first, I thought it was about death, although it may as well be.
It can't remember when was the first time I noticed the number. I just thought I was hearing things. It doesn't matter anyways, day 1 is today. I have accepted ... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | It was a feminine voice. The countdown, I mean. Very early in life I was able to distinguish that it was less like my father's grunts and more similar to mother's lilt. Soft. Melodic. Soothing. My parents were duly impressed that as a baby my first words were numbers, not "Mama" or "no" as is common. They were certain ... | After thousands of numbers. The same voice has spoken One number every day. Counting down. At first, I thought it was about death, although it may as well be.
It can't remember when was the first time I noticed the number. I just thought I was hearing things. It doesn't matter anyways, day 1 is today. I have accepted ... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | It would speak to me, counting down from two million to zero. I've heard it ever since I was little and able to comprehend it. It just counted; I always looked around to see if people were speaking to me. No one ever was; if they were, it would overlap with the counting.
I used to explain it as a voice. I told my... | My sweaty hands can't grip the railing. My heart volleys in my chest. An electric current rises from my gut every so often, pulsing through my skin and making little hairs everywhere stand on end. Oh, and the countdown I've heard in my head all my life is rapidly sinking.
*Ten*
A fleeting image of a tall, handsome ma... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | It was a feminine voice. The countdown, I mean. Very early in life I was able to distinguish that it was less like my father's grunts and more similar to mother's lilt. Soft. Melodic. Soothing. My parents were duly impressed that as a baby my first words were numbers, not "Mama" or "no" as is common. They were certain ... | My sweaty hands can't grip the railing. My heart volleys in my chest. An electric current rises from my gut every so often, pulsing through my skin and making little hairs everywhere stand on end. Oh, and the countdown I've heard in my head all my life is rapidly sinking.
*Ten*
A fleeting image of a tall, handsome ma... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | **10.**
I took another swig of the beer.Ever since the numbers had reached 10,000, I have been worrying about what will happen.Hence,the beer.Can you imagine a number just popping in your mind every two seconds? All the time? Well,that's what happens to me.Yep.Even when I'm sleeping.In my dreams.All the time.
**9.**
... | My sweaty hands can't grip the railing. My heart volleys in my chest. An electric current rises from my gut every so often, pulsing through my skin and making little hairs everywhere stand on end. Oh, and the countdown I've heard in my head all my life is rapidly sinking.
*Ten*
A fleeting image of a tall, handsome ma... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | **20**
When did it get so low? Why only now has my mind brought it back? Why now when i'm about to accept the award?
**19**
I mean sure it. It HAD to be important, but WHY is it so *clear* now. It's making almost impossible to hear the announcer!
**18**
Well at least I finally get to answer what it is. I guess t... | My sweaty hands can't grip the railing. My heart volleys in my chest. An electric current rises from my gut every so often, pulsing through my skin and making little hairs everywhere stand on end. Oh, and the countdown I've heard in my head all my life is rapidly sinking.
*Ten*
A fleeting image of a tall, handsome ma... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | **Eight thousands, five hundred and forty-two.**
This was when I was born, and it was the first thing to go through my mind (if my math is correct, of course)
**Seven thousand**
I was somewhere around four when the countdown got here, and it was also when I realized that I was the only one of my firends to have this... | My sweaty hands can't grip the railing. My heart volleys in my chest. An electric current rises from my gut every so often, pulsing through my skin and making little hairs everywhere stand on end. Oh, and the countdown I've heard in my head all my life is rapidly sinking.
*Ten*
A fleeting image of a tall, handsome ma... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | It was a feminine voice. The countdown, I mean. Very early in life I was able to distinguish that it was less like my father's grunts and more similar to mother's lilt. Soft. Melodic. Soothing. My parents were duly impressed that as a baby my first words were numbers, not "Mama" or "no" as is common. They were certain ... | I have always had this....this itch it seems always to be at the back of my mind. If i concentrate I can hear a rasping voice counting down... just just counting...I never thought much of it until the voice laughed when it reached 100...It seared every thought in my head away... it was blood chilling.
Now I am terrifi... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | **Eight thousands, five hundred and forty-two.**
This was when I was born, and it was the first thing to go through my mind (if my math is correct, of course)
**Seven thousand**
I was somewhere around four when the countdown got here, and it was also when I realized that I was the only one of my firends to have this... | I have always had this....this itch it seems always to be at the back of my mind. If i concentrate I can hear a rasping voice counting down... just just counting...I never thought much of it until the voice laughed when it reached 100...It seared every thought in my head away... it was blood chilling.
Now I am terrifi... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | It was a feminine voice. The countdown, I mean. Very early in life I was able to distinguish that it was less like my father's grunts and more similar to mother's lilt. Soft. Melodic. Soothing. My parents were duly impressed that as a baby my first words were numbers, not "Mama" or "no" as is common. They were certain ... | "Ten" The voice said again for the fourth time today as Gerald tried in vain to count the beetles that were leaving from the castle door. It was hard to concentrate on counting the beatles when the confounded voice kept on counting. The strange thing was his voice was stuck on ten for some reason. Every day now for the... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | **20**
When did it get so low? Why only now has my mind brought it back? Why now when i'm about to accept the award?
**19**
I mean sure it. It HAD to be important, but WHY is it so *clear* now. It's making almost impossible to hear the announcer!
**18**
Well at least I finally get to answer what it is. I guess t... | It would speak to me, counting down from two million to zero. I've heard it ever since I was little and able to comprehend it. It just counted; I always looked around to see if people were speaking to me. No one ever was; if they were, it would overlap with the counting.
I used to explain it as a voice. I told my... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | **Eight thousands, five hundred and forty-two.**
This was when I was born, and it was the first thing to go through my mind (if my math is correct, of course)
**Seven thousand**
I was somewhere around four when the countdown got here, and it was also when I realized that I was the only one of my firends to have this... | It would speak to me, counting down from two million to zero. I've heard it ever since I was little and able to comprehend it. It just counted; I always looked around to see if people were speaking to me. No one ever was; if they were, it would overlap with the counting.
I used to explain it as a voice. I told my... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | **Eight thousands, five hundred and forty-two.**
This was when I was born, and it was the first thing to go through my mind (if my math is correct, of course)
**Seven thousand**
I was somewhere around four when the countdown got here, and it was also when I realized that I was the only one of my firends to have this... | **10.**
I took another swig of the beer.Ever since the numbers had reached 10,000, I have been worrying about what will happen.Hence,the beer.Can you imagine a number just popping in your mind every two seconds? All the time? Well,that's what happens to me.Yep.Even when I'm sleeping.In my dreams.All the time.
**9.**
... | |
[WP] For your entire life, you've had a voice in your head counting down, and it's getting close to zero. | **Eight thousands, five hundred and forty-two.**
This was when I was born, and it was the first thing to go through my mind (if my math is correct, of course)
**Seven thousand**
I was somewhere around four when the countdown got here, and it was also when I realized that I was the only one of my firends to have this... | **20**
When did it get so low? Why only now has my mind brought it back? Why now when i'm about to accept the award?
**19**
I mean sure it. It HAD to be important, but WHY is it so *clear* now. It's making almost impossible to hear the announcer!
**18**
Well at least I finally get to answer what it is. I guess t... | |
[WP] On a desert highway you come across a man with bright white skin with strange markings. He wears clothes from the 1800s and tells you he has to wander until the wrongs he has done are forgiven. Tell his story. | Damn car stalled again.
It wasn't so much the stalled car that I was angry about as much as it was where I was when it happened - on an unfamiliar highway with the stars hanging over me, having taken a wrong turn on a drive out to a girlfriend's house which I had decided too late that I didn't care to visit. It was f... | Interesting.. The christian bible says God made Cain wander the earth forever for killing his brother, but also gave him a "mark of protection." If anyone wants to use that for their story, go ahead. | |
[WP] A painter gets trapped in one of his paintings | Why this one?
Out of every mediocre, kitschy, landscape I’ve done, out of every harmless, cutesy portrait commissioned by an aristocrat for their daughter, out of every practice scene in whatever mundane setting I happened to find myself, why did it have to be this one?
The one time I truly set out to... | The chill in the air surprised him after the relative warmth of the studio.
A stream bubbled contentedly behind him as the trees swayed in the wind that came off of the distant mountains. The mountains towered over the landscape, big brothers watching over all that happened below. Their snow dusted sides promising of... | |
[WP] A painter gets trapped in one of his paintings | Why this one?
Out of every mediocre, kitschy, landscape I’ve done, out of every harmless, cutesy portrait commissioned by an aristocrat for their daughter, out of every practice scene in whatever mundane setting I happened to find myself, why did it have to be this one?
The one time I truly set out to... | I have been here for fourty years.
Sometimes I question if I’m going insane, if I’m losing my mind. How can this be?
My surroundings had been the same all those years. The hills, the trees, the brook with its little waterfall…all are intensely familiar. Leafs didn’t fall, the water never dried up, grass didn’t grow.... | |
[WP] A painter gets trapped in one of his paintings | Why this one?
Out of every mediocre, kitschy, landscape I’ve done, out of every harmless, cutesy portrait commissioned by an aristocrat for their daughter, out of every practice scene in whatever mundane setting I happened to find myself, why did it have to be this one?
The one time I truly set out to... | The door to Mr Sokolov's apartment shook as though caught in a storm, but outside the window that Sunday morning was calm and sunny, and unseasonably warm. Strange noises came from within, as if across an impossibly great distance, carrying the fates of worlds unseen and unknown. It was making it really hard to sleep.
... | |
[WP] A painter gets trapped in one of his paintings | Why this one?
Out of every mediocre, kitschy, landscape I’ve done, out of every harmless, cutesy portrait commissioned by an aristocrat for their daughter, out of every practice scene in whatever mundane setting I happened to find myself, why did it have to be this one?
The one time I truly set out to... | Her skin, pale and perfect, ran smoothly across his, causing his knees to wobble.
"You don't have to go, you know," she said.
He glanced outward to the edge of the horizon, knowing his time was dwindling. He would have to make the decision soon.
"Please, please understand that this is very difficult for me."
"Well ... | |
[WP] A painter gets trapped in one of his paintings | Why this one?
Out of every mediocre, kitschy, landscape I’ve done, out of every harmless, cutesy portrait commissioned by an aristocrat for their daughter, out of every practice scene in whatever mundane setting I happened to find myself, why did it have to be this one?
The one time I truly set out to... | He gazed around at the scene,which as an abstract artist he had created “Now,I got myself in here,so logically I should be able to get out in the same way!” said the artist,as he walked around the swirls of vibrant colours and odd shapes.”Oh,its helpless!Why couldn't I paint more realistic scenes?At least then I'd kno... | |
[WP] Ever since you turned 20, every day, you wake up at a different point in your life. You might wake up in your 43 year old self one day, and then your 21 year old self the next. Your days never repeat, and always takes place after your 20th birthday. | I opened my eyes and then closed them immediately. I’d started praying a little while ago, trying to see if it would make any difference, but so far it hadn’t. Still, I whispered to any deity that might be listening. *please guide me home, let me find my own bed and if not there then let me be with her.* I opened my ey... | *Oh shit oh shit oh shit.* I didn't recognize the woman next me. *Girlfriend or wife, girlfriend or wife? Damnit, do I have a ring?* I check my hands and the nightstand next to the bed. No ring. I breathe a sigh of relief. *I must be somewhere between...24-33.*
I hadn't experienced most of my 20's yet, and people have... | |
[WP] You are a 14 year old only child to parents in their sixties. One day, while going through old boxes, you find a photo taken of your mother and father twenty years ago. Standing in front of them is a teenager who is identical to you in every way. | I sat across my parents, my mother sobbing and my father grim. Between us on the coffee table lay a picture I found rummaging through the attic. There were 3 people in the picture, a younger version of my father in his white lab coat, a younger version of my mother in her fur coat and designer shoes, and lastly a curre... | What the hell is this? Blue eyes, light brown hair, skinny figure, mischievous smile, restless hands.
It was me. It had to be me.
I turned the photo over and saw the writing on the back. I ignored the rest of the text, and focused on the date. 20 years ago. The fading of the photo supported the fact, and living in th... | |
[WP] You are a 14 year old only child to parents in their sixties. One day, while going through old boxes, you find a photo taken of your mother and father twenty years ago. Standing in front of them is a teenager who is identical to you in every way. | I paused for a moment, as I dug through the contents of the box. Could it be?
I grabbed the photo, leapt up, and ran to my parents.
"Hey, I found the photo of my cousin you were looking for!" | What the hell is this? Blue eyes, light brown hair, skinny figure, mischievous smile, restless hands.
It was me. It had to be me.
I turned the photo over and saw the writing on the back. I ignored the rest of the text, and focused on the date. 20 years ago. The fading of the photo supported the fact, and living in th... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | She was there. In all her punk glory. Dyed white lavender hair in a cut undercut with the top hair tied in a high ponytail, lip ring, fishnet stockings you could see under her dark blue skinny jeans, seven piercings on both of her ears, soft face with questioning gaze.
"Catherine?" I heard myself say.
"Le... | Chris sets the remote down as he reaches for his drink just out of reach. Leaning in he barely brushes the side of the can when the bowl on his lap falls to the floor spilling crumbs at his feet. Chris sighs as he picks up the remote to press pause.
[“Our lives are not our own. We are bound to..”] [VIDEO PAUSES]
The... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | Dying of Syphilis on an island prison ain't exactly fun. Damned tax evasion. I was glad to find out I could wake up right after taking the big sleep. Growing up again was a bit weird, but it gave me some good detail as to where and when I was. Looks like I came back around the turn of the century. My crimes had left an... | Chris sets the remote down as he reaches for his drink just out of reach. Leaning in he barely brushes the side of the can when the bowl on his lap falls to the floor spilling crumbs at his feet. Chris sighs as he picks up the remote to press pause.
[“Our lives are not our own. We are bound to..”] [VIDEO PAUSES]
The... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | Out of all the lives I had led, the last had been most unfair. Cut too short, leaving a hole in someone's heart. But hope would come in hushed whispers, rumours and fairytales. A chance to see him one more time, granted only through secret meetings with sinister men and an enormous cost.
The money was hard to find at... | Chris sets the remote down as he reaches for his drink just out of reach. Leaning in he barely brushes the side of the can when the bowl on his lap falls to the floor spilling crumbs at his feet. Chris sighs as he picks up the remote to press pause.
[“Our lives are not our own. We are bound to..”] [VIDEO PAUSES]
The... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | She was there. In all her punk glory. Dyed white lavender hair in a cut undercut with the top hair tied in a high ponytail, lip ring, fishnet stockings you could see under her dark blue skinny jeans, seven piercings on both of her ears, soft face with questioning gaze.
"Catherine?" I heard myself say.
"Le... | I needed to do. I needed to see my sisters. I missed them so much. They were my everything. I paid the price. My sister's boyfriend thought I was to protective of her. He killed me. I was ripped appart from her for the next cycle. I need to see her. Tell her.
I pay my fee and am about to be transported to my sister. ... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | “What do you want to send?”
“I want to tell her that I love her.”
The man grimaced and crossed his arms. “Come on, you know that’s not how it works. Besides, I don’t
think you could afford that direct of a message.”
He thought for a moment, “I can’t use words?”
The salesmen shook his head.
He thought for a ... | They had been walking through ages, the tunnel was cold and dark. From time to time water kept dripping on her head. Or were those the tears she had been trying to cry? She was not supposed to be here. She knew the consequences were dire. Still, there was something there, it was calling her. Every night she could hear ... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | Dying of Syphilis on an island prison ain't exactly fun. Damned tax evasion. I was glad to find out I could wake up right after taking the big sleep. Growing up again was a bit weird, but it gave me some good detail as to where and when I was. Looks like I came back around the turn of the century. My crimes had left an... | They had been walking through ages, the tunnel was cold and dark. From time to time water kept dripping on her head. Or were those the tears she had been trying to cry? She was not supposed to be here. She knew the consequences were dire. Still, there was something there, it was calling her. Every night she could hear ... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | Out of all the lives I had led, the last had been most unfair. Cut too short, leaving a hole in someone's heart. But hope would come in hushed whispers, rumours and fairytales. A chance to see him one more time, granted only through secret meetings with sinister men and an enormous cost.
The money was hard to find at... | They had been walking through ages, the tunnel was cold and dark. From time to time water kept dripping on her head. Or were those the tears she had been trying to cry? She was not supposed to be here. She knew the consequences were dire. Still, there was something there, it was calling her. Every night she could hear ... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | Jason walked into a retirement home in Duluth.
Of course, he hadn't always been Jason. Twenty years earlier, he had been Ty, a no-nonsense steel worker from Winnipeg. The memories always seemed to fill in right around your twentieth birthday. Ty had never married, even though Jason was in the midst of a pretty serious... | They had been walking through ages, the tunnel was cold and dark. From time to time water kept dripping on her head. Or were those the tears she had been trying to cry? She was not supposed to be here. She knew the consequences were dire. Still, there was something there, it was calling her. Every night she could hear ... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | She held my hand as we looked at each other for the first time in 25 years, it had taken this long to find one another again, to once again fall prey to the inevitable fatal attraction that had linked us for centuries. Hell, even Shakespeare wrote a play about our tragic love, granted his wasn't about two women falling... | They had been walking through ages, the tunnel was cold and dark. From time to time water kept dripping on her head. Or were those the tears she had been trying to cry? She was not supposed to be here. She knew the consequences were dire. Still, there was something there, it was calling her. Every night she could hear ... | |
[WP] Reincarnation is real, and memories are retained. It is illegal to contact anyone from your old life, but a black market exists for exactly that reason... | “What do you want to send?”
“I want to tell her that I love her.”
The man grimaced and crossed his arms. “Come on, you know that’s not how it works. Besides, I don’t
think you could afford that direct of a message.”
He thought for a moment, “I can’t use words?”
The salesmen shook his head.
He thought for a ... | “There he is.” Jin pointed toward a group and I squinted at the play yard, half-rising from my position in the back seat to get a better view through the windshield.
“Which one?”
“Overalls and a green shirt.” I spotted him, an apricot-haired toddler kneeling in the sandbox, hands on hips, head canted in that fa... |
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