Tuesday, December 30, 2008

How Much Does Plan B Cost And Where Can I Get It

Wings - A Short Story

Ok, no updates today for the Flaming Stars. I had a little delirious, and I created this story ...
Yes, it is meaningless and even a little pointless ... But it must be ', I used many useless trinkets which is always good and then the sim I was nice so I dedicated a story ...
I hope you like it ...

(I'm also writing the Flaming, eh ... Little by little I can do, if not beats me Elvira ... ç_ç)






My sentence: a closed room in a tower far away from my country.
belong to another planet. Not a mother, not a memory of my childhood because I've never been small.
dreams are made of and an angel.



"This is the room of Lili, doctor ... He wants to take a look?"
"What she suffered? Pardon my questions, but as you know are new and well'..."
"Do not worry, doctor ... you suffer from a form of schizophrenia, accompanied by severe forms of heart disease ..."
"schizophrenia, you say?"
"He thinks he's an angel ... It has two wings behind the back, looks like a drawing in ink ... Permanent, there's no way to remove it ... And for what claims to be an angel and that God has given her wings. "
"And who brought it to him?"
"Do not you remember ... And we obviously do not know ... "
" And his name? Lili Rose Angel ... "
" We'll have given us ... When she was found roaming through the town in a state of confusion. He could not remember anything ... Only named Lili Rose. The surname has been allotted to distinguish it from others. "
" I understand ... "
" we go in? "
" Sure ... "



Every day come to see the men in lab coats. I say be quiet, I'm fine. I take dolls, books, papers and pencils ... sometimes candy.
strange sweets that make me sleep and others that keep me at bay the heart.
's funny that there are candy that you do heal heart.
I take every day. They say that if you do not swallow I can die.
But I'm an angel, I can not die.

"Lili, you took your pills?"
"Yes, Miss Jhons ..."



"Brava, darling ... have you bought the green one? Know that otherwise vague to the sanatorium at night is not safe for you."
"Even that, young lady ..."



"Sweet Dreams, Lili ..."



hate candy green because it makes me sleep at night and I will not. I want to look at the moon, hear the silence so rare in here and I want to leave my wings.



The other target look of horror on my wings and do not understand. Do not want to hear. They do not believe that I am an angel.



And I'm sad.



My place is not here.



I belong to the sky.



And I want back there.




"My Father, take me back ..." whisper to the sky and cry for my sad conviction.



do not understand why I'm here. In this place they call Sanatorium.


I fell from a cloud.



I can not believe I have abandoned. Unfortunately I do not remember, but I must certainly be precipitated by a cloud of whipped cream.



When I was just a little girl



I asked my mother
What will I be




Will I be pretty
Will I be rich
Here's What She Said to me




my steps echo in the room silently on the cold floor.
The radio is turned on suddenly.
notes accompany me while I look around me the objects and the shadows they cast in the dim light of the moon through the windows.



Que sera, evening
Whatever Will Be, Will Be
The future's not ours to see




Que sera, evening
What Will Be, Will Be




"I want to go home ... "

When I Grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart What lies ahead

Will
We have rainbows Day after day Here's what my sweetheart
Said




"I want to get back on my cloud ... I'll be careful next time ... I will not fall ... "

Que sera, evening
Whatever Will Be, Will Be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, evening
What Will Be, Will Be


"Que Sera, evening
Whatever Will Be, Will Be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera, evening
What Will Be, Will Be"

Now I have Children of my own They ask

Their mother What will I be Will I be handsome

Will I be rich I tell them tenderly




"Will I be handsome? Yes, I'll be happy and wonderful if I come home ... "

not feel cold and I continued my walk melancholy.



The walls of this place are so bare.
In my past I just remember the light, the laughter ... Not any more, only in the night screaming, tears and pain ... Misunderstandings.

I want to go back to where I came ...

"Help me, Father ..."



The room of shoes.
I recognize, I have been there a few times. When my heart got crazy.



I believe that he is missing home and rebels in my breast, kicks because he wants to revise again the sun up close. I understand and I cry with him.



"I am not of this world ..."



A shiver down my back propopaga that grips me to the bone and the heart. Speed up the beat, getting stronger. I burst my chest if it stops. I know.

I see, as in a mirror, my image of myself lying on the couch.



I am ...



I am ... Under the sheet.
not breathe.







Am. I
.
I'm going to faint.



How is this possible?

"It has done it, poor dear ..."
"His heart gave out ... He was too weak ... Our little angel ..."
"Time of death?"
"22:34, Doctor ..."



echoes of distant voices.

Que sera, evening
Whatever Will Be, Will Be
The future's not ours to see Que sera
, evening
What Will Be, Will Be


The music is too loud, I broke my head, my body feel heavy ...
Scream, but not a whisper comes out of my voice.
's over.
... I'm coming home.
My Home.
"Father, you have heard me ... my Father ..."



'm happy now. I'm going to tiptoe out of here.
Forever.
Goodbye.


1958 - St Mary Magdalene Asylum

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Heather Harmon Retired

Decline





"Silence Equals Death" Kinderwhore




slowly coming back to feel better. It was useless to wallow in pain like that. For what? For a boy. I would not be neither the first nor the last girl to be betrayed by the type of which had fallen in love. Well, I tried to do with a reason and, helped by my friends, I was getting on me pretty good.
never saw Jack for some time, not that I was interested to see it. As they say does not see eye, heart aches, and saying it was never more true. Although, on the one hand, I was damn curious to know what I wanted to revise and combined his eyes, felt a tightness in the other all the time that only I went through my mind his name.
I was smart enough to know and imagine how many times he had betrayed me to end up like icing on the cake, get caught with just under my dorm. Jack certainly did not shine for intelligence ... Or maybe it was exactly what he wanted: a way to wash their hands and do not give me many explanations uncomfortable for him.
The girl who was with him in any way, I got to see it and recognize it as well. The only detail I remembered that I had long dark hair, nothing more. I wonder if she knew of our history, if I had never spoken ... But not in reality I did not want to know, for the simple fact that I could see how she was more beautiful, desirable for me.
I fought on all fronts, but preferred to choose the path of indifference trying to think as little as possible.
So we started to play almost every night, even an hour was enough to keep us entertained and laugh out loud, to fantasize, to improve ... Living.
The lives of my friends proceeded smoothly without any special ... Above all, love.
Jamie she was still with Mary and it seemed that things were fine. I could not admit that I envied them greatly, he was soft, filled her with attention and she was proud of her boy drummer. For the rest did not know much, we said goodbye, yes, but nothing more. She was a cheerleader could not be expected much from chicks like that: they felt superior to the rest of the female world that surrounds them. If only, however, were seen as the idiots jumping on the field certainly have changed their minds about themselves. In the end, however, Mary made her happy one of my best friends and that was enough for me, even though he was an idiot jumping in miniskirts.
Elvira, as usual, had no steady boyfriend. He would go out with a guy who lavorara in a flower shop and daily non macava of them deliver a daisy, a lily, a rose on holidays and so on. The only flaw? Elvira was allergic to pollen. This amused her and you could see what would make her a pleasure to be worshiped as a goddess ... To the point that began to sneeze as a possessed and then, as expected, got rid of the flower to put an end to their suffering from allergies and promptly declared that he will soon get rid of him too.

One evening I was sitting like so many on the floor to study.



I wrote a few lines of notes, then without even thinking, then I stopped to memorize formulas. Without even thinking I threw a blind eye to the window beside me, as if I had suggested a sixth sense to do it unintentionally, and I saw a silhouette of the lamp under the lights along the road. A shape that I knew all too well: it was Jack.



I instinctively brings his hands to his face. It was no doubt that was heading in my dorm.
What was he doing there? What did he want? I would right a confrontation with him, not at that time.
ran out of the room in search of moral support and luck would have it, Elvira, just one who was looking for, was watching the TV right there.



"I saw Jack!" just raises his voice, but not too much to not feel in the case had already entered.
"Where?" he asked, turning just amazed.



"I think that will come here. I saw it clearly. Elly, I do not want to see." I approached her with great strides.
He stood up and seeing me visibly worried and anxious, sighed, rubbing the face and then take the arms folded across his chest.



"Ok, calm, down, I'll use it." assured me quiet, but with a vein of trouble. In the end she could not stand Jack.

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"Do not mess, I beg you. I trust you." frowning expression in more and more anxious. I did not want it to be reckless.
"No, I will not do anything ... just ask him what he wants and send him away. You stay here." I already ordered and was heading toward the floor below.



After I saw her disappear, courses in the Room me and my accovaciai foot of the bed, I almost was hiding from a monster.
A monster that ate the hearts. Exactly what Jack had done. After having reviewed, if only briefly, I did not know whether to try him or hate compassioneo indifference or perhaps, as I feared ... Still love. Hate and Love. So far, but united by a burning feeling and agonizing, excruciating.
eyes I pointed to the window to assure with certainty that when Jack was gone for good.
minutes pass and Elly did not hear back. I was wondering what the hell was juice, when the thud of the door made me jump. I brought a hand to his chest as if it was my heart that he had decided to explode. A few seconds Later Jack ran a hand over his face. The darkness prevented me from seeing clearly because it covered the face, but then it did not matter: he was gone. She left the room and Elly was Saliendo the stairs.
He turned with a serious look and really pissed off. I lowered my head without saying a word and saw his bloody hands. Pulse sgranai eyes and I pointed them in his.
"What ... It '... Success?" I stammered, not daring to imagine.
"He overdid it a little too ..." rubbed her wrist and bit his lower lip, the air between the guilty and the troubled "I never wanted to do, believe me. ... He said things" shook his head to chase away the thought of the words of Jack "can thank that has not killed Christ! "snapped then sighed sorry" Lu, I'm sorry ... I take the left hand ... "
I did not know what to say, I just wanted to know what he could say so absurd. If Elvira had come to hit him with a force that will leave blood on the hands it was really great shot.
I swallowed.
"Elly ..."
"Come, I'll tell you everything ..." went to the bathroom to clean their hands. The carefully washed, dried and then leaned against the sink and told me what had happened.

Things went more or less like this ...

went downstairs and saw him immediately outside the entrance that was looking around. He folded arms across his chest and smiled warmly as if nothing had happened.
"Hello, Elly." greeted her.



"Hello, Jack, for you, Elvira." smiled, but with a mood far more bitter.
"Ok, sorry ..." returned to the serious and slightly impatient tone. "I wanted to talk with Lu ..."
"There." dry, without adding another, staying in front of the stairs so that he could not move under any circumstances.
"No, I do not believe ..." shook his head "I do not want to see?"



"What do you think?" always short and concise to remain as calm as possible and not break the promise I had made a little earlier.
"Come on, can I go?" almost pleadingly.
"I would say no."
"Man, what it cost you?" began more than a little impatient.
"Do not feel like that's all. Even if she was above you do not want to talk, so you can put even the back." with a gesture imitating a rotation and then the index is placed at the door.
"Christ, if you're stubborn." rolled his eyes angrily.
"Have you seen those qualities?" said radiant then turned serious "Hello, Jack. to never see again." with his hand raised and his eyes scratched the air dismissively.
"Very funny, really." responded to the provocations of Elvira. Acid and bad, as she spoke to me I came back to mind the time I slammed the wall and I remembered his eyes. I guess it was also at that time.
Jack reached out to her and Elvis found himself on one arm with the same force tried to move it and go, but she struggled with anger.
"What the hell do you think, eh? Ugly idiot! Do not touch me!" pushed him away.
"You put here to block the road, but who the hell are you?" the yelled. "I speak, I must see it!"
"Ooooh, you have to, eh?" he repeated sarcastically, "If I wanted to do things right you should not have done what you did and now you can talk about what you want, do little Jack?." maintained its brash and sarcastic tone. At that point it was Jack was easy to imagine how irritated.
"And what do you do you can import? You're just a ..." she stopped biting her lip with eyes blazing.
"A?" What? " feigned interest in something that was all too obvious "Finish the sentence, come on ..." challenged him.
"Forget it and let me go now!" tried again to go back. Elvira
But this time she became serious and grim, as well as threatening.
"You come closer and I'll break that pretty face from Boeotian you find yourself." tilted his head and opened her lips into a little reassuring grin.
Jack, in response, thinned his eyes "Now I have a stew. Maybe it's better that really let loose. It 's just a bitch ... As much as you. "
" What, sorry? Can you repeat? "Frowned.
" Yes, you understand it. "Chuckled sarcastically," You're both idiots. You know what I could care? I did it for her because I know I was still drooling after him! Come on, he always did, from the first moment I saw! I knew I could fuck her in every moment when the met. Even the street. It would be enough for a look. Or am I wrong? "He hissed with a smirk.



Elvira was limited to punch him. Without much thought, impetuous as he was did not hold back at all those words.



The punch that was so settled down so strong that broke the nose. scriocchiolare clearly heard him on the knuckles of his hands.
"And now, I'd say it's time for you to get out of here ..." as he fell to the ground for the coup.



Elvira seemed small and defenseless, but he could get into fights as much as a man and had no scruples to use violence when needed. He continued "Before you decide to make you sterile for the rest of your days." impassible with a barely audible whisper, hissed.
"You're a ... a ..." got up holding his face with his hands to block the blood was pouring from his nose.
"bitch, you've already told you! Get out!"
"It does not end here, you know! It does not end here! "pointed a finger at the exit before slamming the door violently, then disappearing into the darkness.

so ended their dialogue. Fiddling with my hair constantly, torturing them and staring at nothing before me to imagine the scene.
"And this is what he thinks of me? That is a stupid bitch? "No particular inclination in my voice. More statements than questions.
" He was talking nonsense. "Rubbed his wrist again, he hit so hard.
" Yes, but told the truth. I do not know ... Even if I still like ... I think I love him fully, but I hate him! "I shrugged my shoulders as if what I said could make sense.
The items that had told me hit me like daggers. Another time he had managed to break, as if she did not 'had done enough.
"I'm so sorry, Mon. If he had not said those words, had it not been so bastard ... I never would have done." Elvira sorry I stroked her cheek with his fingertips.
"I know ... You did it for me ... I've only defense." I nodded and smiled weakly.
"Try to sleep a bit, ok?" I smiled sweetly put out a tuft of hair from her face. Then he sighed, "I'm going to my room, I need sleep. But if you need to know that you are also in the middle of the night."
sighed and nodded again.
I prepared myself to sleep, but I was not even vaguely assulatamente and ready to sleep. So to kill time I went to watch a little TV. I sat at the foot of the couch.
was when Jamie came home late now.



was out with some of his friends why he had not seen the wonderful scene of a few hours before.



"Hey, Mon! What are you doing awake at this hour?" approached me and knelt before him.
"I can not sleep. It 'thing happened tonight." I looked down, I just wanted to tell him the story all in one go at that time.
"What is success?" the smile painted on his face faded and gave way to ' worried.
I continued to tell him everything just as Elvira told me.
stood stunned, sighed and went, bringing his hands on my shoulders.



"Elly was right to strike and you do not have to worry about anything. If you are looking for or want to hurt you, even if only with words, I swear I'll kill him." smiled and hugged me trying to play down.



hugged me. His arms were in heaven at that moment and made me feel protected and safe.
"Now is not best that you go to sleep?" I let go and smiled.
"I would stay here again for a while alone. You do not mind, true? Then I promise I'm going to bed .. "I smiled.
" Okay, do not be late, "he laughed," I go to my room. Night, Lu "and gave me a kiss on the forehead. I smiled and followed him with his eyes until he closed the door of his room.
I hugged her knees and began to hum a lullaby heard a tiny voice somewhere.
... .. a song that simulates the wind
I no longer me, I no longer me.
's great love cannibal.
Angels wings over burning buildings
pregnant.
Suck
last breaths and then eat me.
Angels in the celestial spirits screaming harmonics


never eat their fill of the great love cannibal

Exactly ... feeling, or whatever it was, that bound me and Jack.
The step that separated me from another relapse was very small. The words they know more than the kill shots.
decline, nothing else was waiting for me.