• jules commented on the post, dealer 5 years, 2 months ago

    I am a pack of cards. I have no start, no end, just this endless shuffling. If you pick apart my insides you will unravel me: heart as red as fire, spades as black as choices I should have never had to make. It’s not up to me though: pick a card, pick a card.

  • jules commented on the post, politician 6 years, 4 months ago

    I was no politician. I wasn’t a scientist or a mathematician or anything that might make my opinion credited. I wasn’t anyone smart or important yet I needed you to hear me properly; I needed you to believe my words. I wasn’t sure how to make them more legitimate so I just repeated them over and over, my voice cracking because I was no public…[Read more]

  • jules commented on the post, fractures 6 years, 11 months ago

    They were deep in my bones, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of my skin. I felt like breaking, like breaking until my bones snapped out of my skin and dropped onto the ground like the fragile things they […]

  • jules commented on the post, chance 7 years, 9 months ago

    I only had one chance with her. I knew it was only one because she was already moving and dancing away from me, even know. I stuttered up to meet her, her limbs not the only thing dancing but her hair, her eyes. I want to freeze how she looked in that moment, in my […]

  • jules commented on the post, level 7 years, 9 months ago

    She was on another level. Beautiful, poised, elegant. I wanted to be like her, I wanted to kiss her, I wanted to be her everything but I knew I never could. She was everything I wasn’t and I knew I was the last thing she wanted.

  • jules commented on the post, wrong 8 years, 5 months ago

    You were wrong. She was wrong. Everyone was wrong. I wasn’t perfect, I couldn’t do everything, I couldn’t do this. Especially not this. I had overestimated my abilities just like everyone else and here I was, running away once again. You told me I could do it but you were wrong.

  • jules commented on the post, understood 8 years, 9 months ago

    She understood me like no one else. Everyone else sent me weird looks across the lunch table when I talked about it but SHE understood. She understood me and what I was going through and right at that moment I saw exactly what I was feeling mirrored in her face which was moving closer and […]

  • jules commented on the post, under 8 years, 9 months ago

    I was sinking further and further under the tide of rumours, stares, whispers and emotions.

  • jules commented on the post, seconds 8 years, 9 months ago

    I had only seconds to write, to spill my guts to the waiting readers and seal my fate. They seemed to go slowly, just like I had all the time in the world when really I only had sixty seconds until my life changed forever.

  • jules commented on the post, sponge 8 years, 9 months ago

    I was like a sponge at the moment. Everyone’s emotions seemed to be leaking into me, leaving me all filled up with no room for my own. I needed to find a way to ring myself out so I could feel again but everytime I did, more people would come and dip me in water […]

  • jules commented on the post, whiskey 8 years, 9 months ago

    I took a furtive glance at the bottle that was being passed arounf the circle. Finally, it came to rest in my hands, considerably lighter than the last time I had held it. I took a mouthful and coughing, swallowed in down.

  • jules commented on the post, cross 8 years, 9 months ago

    I was cross at her. I was cross at her. I didn’t know why it was so hard to admit that but I was. I was sick of her annoyings quips and sarcastic words and I was just mad at having to live with her for the next six months.

  • jules commented on the post, fences 8 years, 9 months ago

    I was sitting on the fence at first. Not sure what way I really wanted, no needed to go. It was the biggest choice of my life but right then it seemed to insignificant. Like my whole future didn’t depend on the words I was about to say to the world.

  • jules commented on the post, none 8 years, 9 months ago

    I didn’t have any pieces of me left. None. She had come around like a huge whirlwind, as wild as a tornado and had taken every last piece of me away with her so now I was nothing but an empty shell. Empty and wanting.

  • jules commented on the post, nun 8 years, 9 months ago

    I looked over at the nun across the sqaure. I shifted uncomforable against my boyfriend as his hands rubbed usually comforting circles on my stomach. Right then, with her accusing and almost witsful look it just made me feel bad.

  • jules commented on the post, miles 8 years, 9 months ago

    I had already walked what felt like thousands of miles but the tiny dark smudge in the distance didn’t seem to be getting any closer. I rolled my shoulders to try and ease the tension, jumped up so the weight of my backpack disappeared if only for a moment and walked on.

  • jules commented on the post, near 8 years, 10 months ago

    It was getting nearer and nearer, defying any laws of physics that I had ong forgotten. It was a ball of light, floating in mid-air and completely captivating me. it wasn’t the way it looked which, while strange, wasn’t the strangest part. It was the feeling of complete and utter peace I felt while looking […]

  • jules commented on the post, made 8 years, 10 months ago

    I had almost got it made. I thought I had it, I was almost positive and if I had been a betting man I would have given up all my money for this. But somewhere in the last stretch, that final straight that had be seeing gold, they overtook me.

  • jules commented on the post, maid 8 years, 10 months ago

    I’m maid up of thousands of tiny pieces. They aren’t mine; none of them. They are all miniscule pieces that I’ve taken from everyone I’ve ever known. Some are tiny, you can barely see them, but there’s this one bit, one big bit that’s all yours.

  • jules commented on the post, maid 8 years, 10 months ago

    I looked over at the maid once and then back to my girlfriend. When she had first suggested I had been very against it but now, looking at tall, blonde with the most amazing legs; I was thinking maybe my girlfriend did have a clue.