Shanoa13

It's 3 am and I can't even sleep right. It's the most awful feeling, right? I can't be right, my mind is somewhere else in this late night. Or early morning, can't comprehend time at this moment. The rhythm that once moved me, it's gone. It has slowed down my heart rate to a drop. And there I see my self, seating on a chair. An old wooden one, surrounded by mud. I hold my breath, it smells like rotten souls. I look at my veins, the blood flows beautifully. Look at my neck, the bones in it are aligned perfectly. Yet it's been times where I have struggles with life. At times I vomit my sadness and cry for guidance. My face is getting old, yet m

It's 3 am and I can't even sleep right. It's the most awful feeling, right? I can't be right, my mind is somewhere else in this late night. Or early morning, can't comprehend time at this moment. The rhythm that once moved me, it's gone. It has slowed down my heart rate to a drop. And there I see my self, seating on a chair. An old wooden one, surrounded by mud. I hold my breath, it smells like rotten souls. I look at my veins, the blood flows beautifully. Look at my neck, the bones in it are aligned perfectly. Yet it's been times where I have struggles with life. At times I vomit my sadness and cry for guidance. My face is getting old, yet m

I used to love I used to dream I used to hope But I forgot I need something (Someone) To remind me of these beautiful things For a shard of happiness So I can love again Dream again Hope again... Live again

Disclaimer: I do not own L, Light or the anime Death Note. If I did well ... I would not be in my little town spending my little life on the computer being anti-social and living off pocky, water and fanfiction/yaoi/anime. Not that I hate my life right now and there is nothing wrong with my anime loving fangirl-ism life. It's just that I could be doing something more ... happy, but this is very good too. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Light was very interested in L. Has He ever kissed a girl? Who does he like? Is he gay? All of this crossed his mind one or two tim

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The kiss was everything and anything I had ever dreamed off. It was sweet and gentle, yet raw and passionate. His taste was intoxicating and I found that I just wanted more of it. I pushed closer, my lips engulfed with his as I buried my hands into his silky raven hair, my eyes closed tight as his own did the same. I don’t know how long we sat there, just kissing, but we are human so we finally pulled back for a breath of fresh air. I gulped it down as I panted and turned my direction to him again, he seemed to be even more out of breathe then me and my ego flared with pride as I grinned slightly. He looked at me intently. “Naru

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