yourdeadtome-94

The lights go down. Her arm, so close to mine. Her lips, only a turn away. Electric bolts jolting through my heart making it wrench and shoot butterflies into my stomach. Into my lungs. I can't breathe. Just a slight move of the finger. I can touch her perfect porcelain white skin. An accidental touch, more butterflies. I can't breathe. I can't move. Brain full of images. Kissing her neck, running fingers over her skin, exploring every ounce of her body. Her breath intertwining in mine. Her soft lips against mine. Lips tingling with the image. Her head moves toward my shoulder, if only my muscles would allow a single kiss to her hea

Opening scene: A young, white haired boy running about an area that looks like an abandoned kitchen, all the appliances ripped out and nothing but a broken sink, an old table that is falling appart, white, broken plates, and two old wine glasses with cracks down the sides. Another, older boy with light brown hair walks into the room, much to the floor's dismay. "Rabbit! You're home! We shall have an extravigant feast!" "Charlie, I've been here this whole time.... what do you mean, feast?" "Oh Rabbit how i have missed you so! we shall have wine and steak and a waterfall of chocolate for dessert" *starts setting table with half broken plates

 This summer has definitely been a summer of firsts… and as I sit here at 11:53pm with my Oreos and milk I'm looking back and thinking god, it can't get any better than this. It's the first time that I have really been hit with the fact that life is going a lot faster than I had originally suspected. Here I am, stuck like that little kid that holds onto the rails of the slide, scared to go too fast but life is going so fast, I can hardly catch my breath. I have always been afraid of going too fast and honestly, yesterday, I feel like was the first day of freshman year, and tomorrow I have to figure out what I want to do for the rest of m