Prompt: Was it worth it?
People may think I'm crazy. Most people do. But it doesn't matter what they think. Whether they think I'm crazy or not, whether they think I should have done it or not, doesn't matter. Because it's my life and my choice. I did what I did and your opinion on the matter isn't going to change that. What you should be asking is, "Was it worth it?" That is the real question. Was all that pain, heartbreak, and sorrow worth it? Would I go through all of that again, knowing what I know now? Would I make the same choice? Was it worth it?
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Prompt: It's not Christmas without a piper
"How can it really be considered Christmas if there isn't a piper?" Ariel asked. Christmas without a piper was worse than a Christmas without snow, without presents, without Santa - it just wasn't done. Prompt: There are three things you need to know before you read this. Dear Reader, There are three things you need to know before you read this. 1. I'm not exactly what you would call 'from around here.' 2. I will die when you finish reading this. 3. I love you. Prompt: Work parties
"I never understood work parties," Charles said. He looked around at everyone. He worked 8 hours with these people, why would he want to spend even more time with them, especially when he wasn't getting paid? Here are the prompts from the last few days:
Prompt: "I have never been more frustrated at you." "I have NEVER been more frustrated at you in my ENTIRE life!" Alysha shouted at Charles. How could someone be so annoying, she'd never know. Honestly, he had to be practicing. No one was this annoying on accident. "You sure about that?" Charles asked, almost smugly. He prided himself at being able to drive Alysha absolutely crazy. Alysha's head looked like it was about to explode with her frustration. Seriously, Charles was going to kill her with his sheer stupidity. Prompt: Walking in a winter wonderland. Prompt: Head over heels in love. Snow fell quietly around them. Ava loved the snow. It made everything so quiet and peaceful. It even warmed things up, like a white, fluffy blanket. She looked over at Liam. He looked miserable. He hated the snow. Always had. This time of year was always the hardest time. The kids were always cold and there never seemed to be enough kindling or blankets to keep anyone warm. They also seemed hungrier this time of year, as their bodies tried to keep themselves warm, and without anymore or even less food to be had, it made for some long, hard months that Liam dreaded each year. "I love walking in this winter wonderland," Ava said, slipping her cold hand into his. Liam looked down at their interlocked hands and smiled at them before looking up at Ava, his eyes full of love. No one but Ava could make him feel better about the winter. No one but Ava could show him how great winter could be. Ava had a hold on him that no one else had; a hold that could only be explained by the fact that he was head over heels in love with her. Prompt: There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship. Liviana put her head in her hands. She wished that just once, the voices in her head would be quiet and give her even a moments peace, but luck didn't seem to be in her favor. Though her head was splitting and her lungs were on fire and her heart ached with the tension she was carrying, the voices gave her no relief. Instead, it was as if they intensified. The voices grew louder and more overwhelming. They were suffocating her, dragging her under. Liviana looked at the pills on her desk. They were calling her, beckoning her over, begging her to use them. That's what they were there for, to be used, to be taken. She could take them all. That's what they wanted. And when she did, the voices would be quiet. The voices would have to shut up then. The pills would make them. Liviana would be left alone. She'd be at peace. Everything would be quiet. She liked that thought. Yes, those pills were looking more and more enticing. She didn't even realize what she was doing. She hadn't even realized she had moved from her spot on the floor, let alone gone to her desk and opened the bottle. "What are you doing?" Alec's voice stopped her from putting the pills in her mouth, breaking her free from her disassociation. Liviana looked at the bottle in her hand, confusion on her face. She hadn't meant to do that. Hadn't even realized what she was doing. "I'm unfit for human relationships. I'm unfit to be human, to be here, to be breathing, and taking up space." She had no idea where the words were coming from, but they came spilling out of her and she had no control over it, just as she had had no control over opening the pills. She had no control and it was proof that she was unfit. Why wouldn't they just let her let go? Prompt: The story behind "Last Christmas". I couldn't wait to see your face when you opened your present. It wasn't much, but it was all I had. My heart. And a question. I wrapped up the ring and wrote "I love you" on a note. I meant everything I wrote, everything I said in my proposal, but now I know that I was a fool. I had fallen and you had simply used me. It's been a year now, and we're at the same bar. I'm with my friends, you're out with him. I try to keep my distance, but you still catch my eye. I can't tell if you remember me or not. I can't even tell if I want you to see me or not. I thought you were someone to rely on. I was your shoulder to cry on. You tore me apart. Still, even though you tore my heart to pieces, I know that if you just kissed me one more time I would forgive it all. Maybe next year I'll give someone my heart. |
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