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August 01, 2005

Andy: Forever

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Brilliant light, a burning kick to the chest, and I stumble backwards. My legs collapse under me, heels locked in mud, and I hit the water, sinking into the shallows as crimson streaks twist and swirl across my face.

Through the white glow of headlights rippling across the water above me, I see her kneel, her hands clasped in prayer. Another flash. Muffled thunder.

She crashes facedown, settles on top of me, her black hair spiders around her face, her eyes grow vacant, distant.

"I love you," she mouths through a cloud of blood and bubbles.

And I believe her.

Comments

Deliciously morbid!

Posted by: Angie at August 2, 2005 10:55 AM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0

Ralph,let me explain to you why i dont care for ralph. In my younger days and did just a tad to much drinking,when I came home sometimes a would go to the bathroom there I would pray to the porceiain god,which I called ralph.Well ralph hit me in the back of my head once,and never care for that name since.BTW never much care for others that used that name.But you do write very well ,how about putting on my list ,so I can fecth your ass when I want to confuse most of the normal people aroud here,hell you could even bring your bot along.Hows that for a good start teach. Come visit now you hear!

Posted by: unoitou at August 3, 2005 11:44 PM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0

The writing's so wrotten it reeks!
I can smell the putrefaction as I read the inaction.

Posted by: jose marti at August 4, 2005 05:40 AM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0

That's funny coming from someone who can't spell "rotten."

Posted by: jose marti is an idiot at August 4, 2005 05:55 AM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0

clever

Posted by: Dena at August 4, 2005 02:23 PM · Permalink · Rate It: + / -   Current Rating: 0