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the chill wind sent shivers down his spine. his breaths came out in clouds of frost. his fingertips had become numb and the rest of his hand was soon to follow. it wouldn’t take long, but it would be a slow and terrible death. he could only hope squall would make it in time.

» Posted By cas On 11.27.2016 @ 6:44 pm


I need you to clarify. I need you to tell me what I am to you. Because to me? To me you are everything. You are the light, you are the darkness. I need you to clarify.

» Posted By Cas On 07.08.2016 @ 7:46 pm


the word formula conjures up images of maths lessons and mucking about not paying attention or failed science experiments where the correct formula was not followed. The formula for life is to fail 8 times but to get up 9. this is my formula

» Posted By cas On 10.09.2015 @ 7:38 am


I cleaned the slate with a wippy. The slate was very clean so my mom won’t make me do it again.

» Posted By cas On 01.01.2015 @ 7:06 pm


Olives are green. Some are black. I don’t like to eat them. My mom makes me eat them. I am done writing now.

» Posted By cas On 12.30.2014 @ 5:29 pm


stardust in your veins,
lies on your tongue.
let’s hold the silence
for those who lost too young

» Posted By Cas On 10.13.2014 @ 9:29 am


Bite and scratch and chew
Take your talons and press them deep
You will not back down, come Hell or high water
And you’ll make sure that everyone knows that

» Posted By Cas On 02.19.2014 @ 12:11 am

your claws rip through their flesh
leaving them with scars
and night terrors

you are the thing
they never wanted to see
but they’ll never forget

don’t let them take your claws away

» Posted By Cas On 02.19.2014 @ 12:07 am


It’s the color of the shield
The color of your eyes in sunlight
Your skin during the summer
Your kiss
I can’t
I’ve melted down every bronze
memory of you
and recast it with the alloys
of my pain
Into cold steel.

» Posted By Cas On 03.28.2013 @ 4:36 pm


I have a secret. I’m still head over heels in love with my ex boyfriend. Every time I think I’m getting over him I don’t. I met with him for coffee and now it’s like, what the hell do I do? I can’t stop thinking about him, how he stretched, how he talked, how he did anything. It’s insane and it’s my secret.

» Posted By Cas On 08.03.2012 @ 11:16 am


i sometimes hate them. they’re useful though. i have to admit. i cant read them that great LOL anyways they give us guidance. no shame in help, right?

» Posted By Cas On 07.22.2012 @ 1:44 am


covered… my head protected… warmth and love… making me small and safe….nesting with you…I am okay

» Posted By cas On 02.19.2012 @ 12:13 am


singing along with friends and loves and living life like it will never be lived again. appreciate these simple moments. recreate and cultivate love among yourselves.

» Posted By Cas On 04.19.2011 @ 11:35 am


he was scared, as was i. but they didn’t dare call me a coward. just him. i wanted to stick up for him. but my reputation was glorious, and I couldn’t risk losing that now, could I? I laughed at this prospect. I couldn’t.

» Posted By Cas On 02.09.2011 @ 9:57 pm


what goes down the drain? what do you hope stays out of the drain? do you feel drained at the end of each day? whats draining you? and what wont you allow inside…
dont clog.

» Posted By cas On 01.17.2011 @ 1:05 am


Dancing is something I always wished I could do. I love dancing shows. It makes me sad though, that I gave up dancing when I was really little just because I didn’t like the long practice hours. I think it would have been worth it now, and I’d love to have kept to it. The only thing keeping me from starting up again is that I’m afraid to look stupid and incompetent in front of experienced dancers.

» Posted By Cas On 01.19.2009 @ 3:33 pm


When I was very small, we had a grape vine in our front yard. I remember that house, and the yard, and my parents never being home with me. I was so small. My grandparents raised me, I think, and I attribute more to them than to my parents. To this day I’ve never tasted a grape as sweet as the ones on that vine. And to this day my grandparents are more my family than my mom and dad are.

» Posted By Cas On 01.18.2009 @ 8:39 am


I never needed a reward. I only want the best in life for myself and for others.
He thinks this is a game that he must “win”.
No one will win here. No rewards.
Must think of the child. That is the only one that deserves an award. He threatens suicide and screams when I leave. I have an affair. I don’t care for him. He thinks he cares for me.
He held a fucking knife to his throat! Who the hell does that? OF COURSE I’m keeping him from his son. I must protect him from seeing these things. I’ve dealt with this for 5 fucking years. I have put in my time. I have tried to fix him. I’m tired of locking up the sharp instruments in the house. I am tired of walking on eggshells. I am tired of the drama. The dramatic scenes as though he’s reading from a script. Shut the hell up. I’m leaving. And I’m taking my child, his child, our child, and I will protect him. Yes, I had an affair. I had to. I had to know I was still breathing. I found a wonderful kindness, closeness. This is not a physical thing. This is simply a similar soul. But this is also NOT why I left. I left because I suddenly realized that my life was not normal. Was not healthy. Was not good. If you ever wonder to yourself if it is normal to hide the keys to the gunsafe, know this: It is not. Get out. Get out now. And don’t fucking look back.

» Posted By CAS On 03.22.2009 @ 6:52 pm


you listen to one. it means something. it can be used as a prefix, as in stereo-scopic. that’s all. black people like them. they put stereos in their juiced up civics.

» Posted By cas On 09.03.2009 @ 8:04 pm


morning sun shine, ive learned to accept its not an addiction more like a acquired taste, i appreciate it. it appreciate me, tho i hate it, this is my statement.

» Posted By Cas On 09.02.2009 @ 1:43 am


A dog, nose to the ground, hurriedly follows the worn forest path. Something, something his master told him to track, waits ahead. But the dog is smarter than that, the animals left its scent behind, the perfect fingerprint as to who the animal is and which way it went. The dog smiled as dogs do and continued, nose to the ground.

» Posted By Cas On 05.08.2008 @ 10:39 am


Paper plane

» Posted By Cas On 11.30.2009 @ 5:12 pm


And sword keeping the helpless safe from the forces of Evil and protecting the innocent of the world. Wielded by a worthy man, kept hidden by his angel and his cunning. (wow, this is totally a bad SPN fanfiction)

» Posted By cas On 11.05.2009 @ 4:21 pm

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