Laying Stories

Some Mondays stay longer than expected...the blues hit you when you are all there but still not quite!

I know that the title is weird, but this is my first story, so sorry if it's bad. This is tui t Sutherland's characters, I don't own them.

I always knew that they were hiding something from me. When Jasper and I started dating I was thrown into a dark world beyond my imagination. I was thrown into it because I loved him, and I refused to ever leave him. Now, that he thinks I’m dead, and that I’m being held in the same castle as him, tortured into staying quiet, I sometimes wonder if I should have just left.

The awakening of a young soul

he is a simple guy .... but he is a killer.....he is an inspector .....but he is sicko... he...is...a bad forgeten in a bad crazy game *michael *mr parker *linda ...auter people

A short story about a pencil abandoned on a school floor.

I'm running out of ink breathe and laying it down flat Like whiskey in the hand of a goodbye

Are you looking for the Concrete Laying in Liverpool? The Liverpool Concrete Offers the high equipment's for concrete laying in Liverpool.

The idea for this short poem came about a month ago. I was, and still am, in an uncomfortable place. This is one of my rawer works, a demonstration of my emotions as they are.

{One Shot} Donde Harry se ahoga entre olas que solían albergar a su novio, y no quiere morir sin volverlo a ver.

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When only his/her love keeps u still alive