People can walk out side to smoke a cigarette or people can walk out side for the sake of being outside.
The man had decided he wanted a cigarette. That was the only thing on his mind.
Young Women can place garments on themselves to be cute or they can customize themselves to be something they believe is more.
But the girl decided to stay with what she wore.
they never passed. they never noticed. they never saw each other.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Thirstday
No one slept. It might be the running water or the dragging footsteps they were surrounded by at all hours of the evening, but still no one slept.
they didn't mind.
Then it happens. The moment when all traces of reality leave, when everyone's eyes began to rapidly race and blur. All they could depend on was the stimulating conversation that fermented with wisdom and creativity.
It hurt but They didn't mind.
No one wanted the time to slip away, to finish, or to embark into the next morning.
So they gathered and stacked themselves. They created a blockade. They built a wall to protect themselves from the creeping reality. Held hands. Locked arms.
Females will always be like that. They will always try to hide and find comfort in each other. Which is why they became stronger.
Showers are always on. Echos of students from the window. Sirens embedded in their brains. The laughter soothing their hearts.
Nothing in reality is forever. The day came, and still they tried to hide from it. Who would be the one to destroy this? someone wondered. And the minute there was doubt they found themselves in their own solitude.
They don't say if they mind or not, but females will do that.
Sisters with different blood. Minds all over the place. They have nothing in common.
but they don't need compatibility when they have something more.
they didn't mind.
Then it happens. The moment when all traces of reality leave, when everyone's eyes began to rapidly race and blur. All they could depend on was the stimulating conversation that fermented with wisdom and creativity.
It hurt but They didn't mind.
No one wanted the time to slip away, to finish, or to embark into the next morning.
So they gathered and stacked themselves. They created a blockade. They built a wall to protect themselves from the creeping reality. Held hands. Locked arms.
Females will always be like that. They will always try to hide and find comfort in each other. Which is why they became stronger.
Showers are always on. Echos of students from the window. Sirens embedded in their brains. The laughter soothing their hearts.
Nothing in reality is forever. The day came, and still they tried to hide from it. Who would be the one to destroy this? someone wondered. And the minute there was doubt they found themselves in their own solitude.
They don't say if they mind or not, but females will do that.
Sisters with different blood. Minds all over the place. They have nothing in common.
but they don't need compatibility when they have something more.
Monday, April 26, 2010
The Receptionist
Washington D.C 2010
10:00am
Ring.Ring.
Ring.
Ring.Ring.
Ring.
Ring.Ring.
click. "Hello this is ***** **** can i help you?"
Silence. There was nothing he had ever wanted more.
"hello..?"
Maybe that's why he left her to her own breath. Just like the nights before.
"Adam?"
He hadn't said anything yet, and she still knew it was him so he hung up the phone and left the house before the phone could speak again.
California.2009.
They lie on the hot sand near the shore, close enough to the water so that the rhythmic waves could brush and caress their sunburned skin. It never seemed to fail to put them to sleep.
Adam would always gently brush his fingertips threw, in, and out, of her hair after it was warm and silky from the sun.She would always wake up to this spectacular man.His perfect smell and melting brown eyes were like magnets to her body, just a natural attraction.
What he had not been prepared for was her likeness to a bird,
Elegant
Whimsical
musical
mesmerizing and often times for many others without a word, would easily take flight.
Washington D.C. 2010
3:00pm
Ring.Ring.
Ring.
click. "Hello this is ***** **** can i help you?"
Again He left her to silence, as she had done to him. As they had done together on the beaches of Santa Cruz.
"Adam...i know it's you. Can you meet me somewhere after work? i get off at 6:30."
Her voice forever had possessed his brain and ached his heart. Played tricks with his eyes and made him salivate.
"Adam, could you just, God! Say something!"
nothing
"Your making me go fuckin' crazy here!"
"Adam!?"
"You Little Mother F-!"
*click*
Silence.
There was nothing he had ever wanted more. Leaving her with her own before he realized he had always needed her screaming and yelling at him to survive.
10:00am
Ring.Ring.
Ring.
Ring.Ring.
Ring.
Ring.Ring.
click. "Hello this is ***** **** can i help you?"
Silence. There was nothing he had ever wanted more.
"hello..?"
Maybe that's why he left her to her own breath. Just like the nights before.
"Adam?"
He hadn't said anything yet, and she still knew it was him so he hung up the phone and left the house before the phone could speak again.
California.2009.
They lie on the hot sand near the shore, close enough to the water so that the rhythmic waves could brush and caress their sunburned skin. It never seemed to fail to put them to sleep.
Adam would always gently brush his fingertips threw, in, and out, of her hair after it was warm and silky from the sun.She would always wake up to this spectacular man.His perfect smell and melting brown eyes were like magnets to her body, just a natural attraction.
What he had not been prepared for was her likeness to a bird,
Elegant
Whimsical
musical
mesmerizing and often times for many others without a word, would easily take flight.
Washington D.C. 2010
3:00pm
Ring.Ring.
Ring.
click. "Hello this is ***** **** can i help you?"
Again He left her to silence, as she had done to him. As they had done together on the beaches of Santa Cruz.
"Adam...i know it's you. Can you meet me somewhere after work? i get off at 6:30."
Her voice forever had possessed his brain and ached his heart. Played tricks with his eyes and made him salivate.
"Adam, could you just, God! Say something!"
nothing
"Your making me go fuckin' crazy here!"
"Adam!?"
"You Little Mother F-!"
*click*
Silence.
There was nothing he had ever wanted more. Leaving her with her own before he realized he had always needed her screaming and yelling at him to survive.
What is this?
This is a collection of short stories based on true events. To often we take for granted things that we do in our lives. To often we abused the generosity of others, knowing there won't be an exchange. Then sometimes we are given moments of truth and inspiration, that makes us continue to search for more. Life is a crazy motherfucker but you gotta love it. As for me, i'll take note for you.
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