I forget my own name when he smiles like that.
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What am I without him? My heart is burnt out, void, like the cold remnant left after a supernova.
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"Even with your face in such a state, I can see you are quite lovely. I'j used to certain...standards. You will look good traveling on my arem, as part of my entourage."
His words make me want to hurl.
"You may find I am not the monster you imagine."
"Oh, no, " I say. "I bet you're a real prince."
"King, actually," he says with a slow grin."
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There are attractive people in this world, and there's Mathew's son, Grey.
Julie ReeceWe're going to die. We're going to die..."
"We're not going to die," he barks. "Do YOU want to drive?"
My head shakes violently. "No way."
"Then stop...side seat driving!
Walk this way."
I don't want to walk HER WAY. She waddles more than walks and strangles me in the wake of stinky perfume. Sure I'd kill less brain cells sniffing glue.
You gotta be kidding me!" I clench my fists. "I am NOT Bilfro Baggins. You are not a wizard with a pointy hat, and this is not the one ring of power." I raise my finger toward the jagged stone.
Jeff's brows rise. "Bilbo? Bilbo Baggins?"
"Whatever!
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Fortune means nothing. This time we must not fail."
Fortune? I like money.
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Here, most of the men step to the side of the road, drop their drawers, and go when ever the mood strikes them. They’re beyond disgusting,whipping out their willies like weapons.The soldiers make jokes, hold pissing contests while comparing sizes,and think its hilarious.Personally, I could do with a little less hilarity.
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Johnny,the super,stares forward.His new tangerine hair half blinds me above a purple,leopard print shirt.I swing the door wide.“Come in,Johnny.”He eyes Fenris.“I think I’ll stand here,if you don’t mind.Gobbledepoop.”“Yeah, okay.”I lift my purse from the kitchen counter and scrounge for my wallet.Handing Johnny
a number of bills, I say, “This should square us, dude. I’ll be out tomorrow.”
“Shame.” He flips through the money, his lips silently counting. “You pay on time, and you’re quiet.I like things serene and peaceful.”I glance at his flaming hair. “I can see that about you.
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