

Thing Nightmares Are Made OfFor those of you who don't know, I am the worst thing that has ever existed. I can drive you to insanity in 24 hours. I can ruin your world in 12 and I could kill you in 5 minutes if you hurt me enough. I can break down the strongest barriers with a single sentence. I can tear your life apart without having to say a single word. I am your worst enemy. I'm the thing nightmares are made of. I fear no one and nothing. I will lie to you, I will hurt you, I will deceive you in every way imaginable and some ways that you could never even dream of. AndThing Nightmares Are Made Of


Oh fickle game of chess...December 7, 2008 1:40 am Infamous Chess PlayerOh fickle game of chess...
Sure, we can tango
A simple sentence, seems innocent enough... But don't let the brevity of it confuse you, that sentence alone was sin... Considering the options that opened for her after she read those four words, was a sin worse than she had ever sinned before... Then the decision came, clear, concise, and morally wrong! In one instant she destroyed it all. She walked away like nothing was different but she knew, how could she not? Nothing was ever going to be the same again.  


Really? Why now?For the first time in a really long time, I wondered what if.... Really it's not been that long since I've pondered on these same questions, but this is the first time in over a year that I've really, really considered all of the possible outcomes that could have been... And what would I have done had they been the actual outcome... What if he had died? Would I still exist or would my world really have imploded like I believe it would? What if he hadn't died but hadn't woke up either? Which would have worse? Would it have been more torturous for me to sit and beg and plead and try to bargain with whatever omniReally? Why now?


The BloodThe blood that crosses these lips, Fear not, it never drips A thousand souls are trapped within A constant reminder of the sin My very own burdens to bear My own scars to wear They are my lessons to learn They were my bridges to burn All the wounds that will never heal All the pain I will forever feel The thrill of the chase Is but my disgrace And with the last drop I can feel the heart stopThe Blood
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I am the Queen of Conflict. I sit on the throne of argument.I hold a scepter made of the finest aggrivation and live in the Palace of Injustice.The Prince of Discord is heir to the throne.
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