Sex? Death? Or not needed?

[Alexander]

She does not sleep.

As her digital alarm clock imposes its unkind laws on her panicked mind, she does not sleep. A memory, desperate to be executed, vainly demands attention. Her lips, too often seen, too often felt, pulsate to the beat of eye lashes. There are no tears: those would be a defeat. Hands, too thin perhaps, clutch at callous linen that will not grasp back. Her breath, sometimes even, passing as calm, becomes fractured. She has forgotten her hair, her breasts, the strokes of her hips. Yes, she has forgotten her pride.

The dark is not a factor. It cannot black her sight, cannot leash her ravenous regret. An esitmation, such a struggle without the boast of foucs, says that regret will too soon prove to be contagious. Though she is warm, a shiver invades her body. Then another comes, and another, untill they do not end. Her fingers, driven by a force besides her own, peirce her sheets, her skin. Her lips stretch into the semblance of a scream, though her lungs are unable. Her eyes reveal their uselessness, open like a begining. Her body heaves in a way that has never known pride at all.

The moment is enormous, but it ends. Yet her hands do not relent, her eyes are as they were, her lips relax only at their own pace. The clock, in its perfect efficiency, has forgotten her. The linen now seems to regret its inadequacy and she, whose dream has engulfed her, does not sleep.

 

I think to rouse the mob against me we need someone a little more respectable and slightly more (or at all) tolerable than a druggie power tripping joke moderator that uses the site as her person playground because she has nothing better to do with her time.

"Kind of"? If you're gonna get your panties in a twist over something I said, at least be confident about it.

[Chester]

well you kind of did just openly say you're more intelligent than everyone yourself arsen, unless my simple mind misunderstood or something

anyway, maybe it's both? maybe she was having sex with fatty arbuckle. but if had to pick one then i'd say death cos of the last paragraph, sorry to join the legion of dumbasses though

OMG you are so cool! You totally like pretended to be stupid right and then it was all funny and then you said something smart! And then again stupid! It really shows off how actually intelligent and and the same time funny you are!

[Chester]

Hey, hey, hey ,hey
Ohhh...

Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby

Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out and
Love's strange so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on

Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby

Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me

 

HEY HEY HEY HEY

There, the mods' "humor" should generate some revenue. I agree with Ashley, calling it Death is reaching for originality.

[Chester]

URGHHURRUH I CONFUSED WHAT THIS MEAN OR IS

HALP ME ARSEN YOU BETTER THAN ME

[Alexander]

oh ok. damn stuff that I'm bad at

Post it as a thread and put the proper question in the body of the post, before or after the story. This is too confusing for their simple minds.

[Alexander]

alot of people in class called it death. I posted it on here to get more opinions. too bad nobody cares, eh?