Idontfinishmystories

"How long will you keep doing this?" I demanded, a sudden rage filling me. His pale blue eyes looked up at me. I froze. I could see my brother in him. I could see my brother. Harris was long gone after the sirens had gone off, which made sense. He didn't need more trouble. So it was just us, alone in the alley. For the first time I seemed to notice the way his brown hair curled around his ears. I noticed how he was wearing long sleeves, even though it was summer. I noticed how if you really looked at those pale blue eyes, you could see how they fought back tears. "Until I break."…

Idontfinishmystories

Dystopian and in the future two new things at once!Lord I'm lazy forget it just go read my book. Its good I promise.…

Idontfinishmystories

Literally, exactly what the title says. I'm up in the middle of the night, writing and wishing that I had more stupid melatonin. Which is not a drug. I mean technically it is, but it's over the counter and I just mean because I ran out and I'm flipping tired of not being tired enough to sleep.…

Idontfinishmystories

"So what? So what if I get hurt, so what if anyone gets hurt?" I demanded angrily. "Well it makes sense that you wouldn't understand I guess." She said softly, frowning. "You'll always just be a Violent.""You'll always be a Sorrow. Just a little, sad, Sorrow. You won't ever be happy, you won't ever get anywhere, you won't ever accomplish anything on your own." I sneered back. "Maybe," Her face didn't flicker, despite my edged words. "But you? You'll never have any friend but hate."…

Idontfinishmystories

Ha I don't have a protagonist. Now is that stupid or genius? Well I mean technically I do, but he's a bad dude. So I have two villains.He's the guys on the cover. Mark Henderson. Well hurry up and go read my totally awesome book.…