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odds
MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOUR!! march 23rd :D:D:D:D thats all that came to my mind for this word :D I am beyond excited
hinge
The hinge on the door frame was rusted and covered in soot and the door hung limply from a single nail. She glanced into the filth covered room not only finding more rust and soot, but something much worse. Her face contorted as she smelt the foulness and saw deep, red, liquid pooled around her brothers head, creating a halo of filth, grime, and blood.
platinum
Scarlet stained, platinum locks fell into her blank, lifeless expression. I took one last look at the beautiful pale face I used to call mine, the rose of its cheeks would never show again, everything seemed to slow down for me, so that I could properly see her vacant blue eyes through the violent red patches.
slouch
I slouched in the corner, cigarette in my right hand and a bottle of vodka in the other. I took a long swig from the bottle, and then a drag fom the cigarette to kill the taste of the poison. Ripped stockings, and running makeup. I slid down the wall and sat my drunk ass down on the floor. Too tired to walk home. I'll just sleep here for the night. It's better than going home.
combination
It was a combination of my fatigue and my longing to be touched, held, and hugged by another human being that drove me into his arms. He embraced me and I collapsed, limp and lifeless in his strong arms. Humans have a need for the touch of others, without it, we can slowly sink into a depression and waste away. Hug people. I want a hug :(
relate
how was I raised so that I am so socially awkward, why aren't I as crafty as others in the field of Social interaction. Why do I get embarrassed by the weirdest and slightest things. What on earth did my mother do to make me this awkwardly social. can anyone relate? All I want is for just once to bump into someone that I know and not have a hard time speaking. What are the secrets?!
conviction
With conviction she tore at the skin on he wrist, she would never be good enough
suppose
I suppose he will not look today, I suppose he will not stare, no matter what I choose to say, no matter the style of my hair. I suppose in his eyes, I just do not exist. I suppose that no matter how hard I tried, he would still resist. I suppose if I was masked in makeup, I suppose if my weight was tame, he would surely, finally, wake up, But then I think again, He will never look, he will never stare, I suppose I will just sit here waiting, heart open, bare.
dense
Peering through the dense thicket of trees, Andre saw something he never would have thought to see in his lifetime. He took one step closer to the shimmering red head of hair bobbing up and down in the water before him and made a crisp, loud crunch on a unfortunately placed tree branch. The bobbing head abruptly stopped and swung around, piercing blue eyes met Andre's weary brown ones. "I know you've been watching me," said the mysterious redhead with a coy smile. "If you're going to try and peep you should do it with more caution, silly boys get into a lot of trouble that way."
couch
Well I've ruined this one for today...the first thing I thought was that this must have been yesterdays word and i surely wrote about the wrong thing....and how much of an idiot I look like. But no it changed....and i still feel dumb. *couch is the spot where my first kiss occurred as a side note
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