It was always worth a shot with Frankie. He could never get enough out of her when he teased her, but he did often catch those smirks that did make him chuckle ever so slightly. He gave a shrug and mumbled, "Well aren't you the party pooper of the hour. Bad actress my ass." The whole gentlemanly fashion went down the drain with no effort and he was back to just being Chris. Whether it was a good thing or not was debatable. He motioned his hands around them pointing out their surroundings. "How'd we end up here Frankie and at the same time? Someone must be following me," he teased. Chris looked around the small room waiting for her reply or maybe comeback. He scrunched up his nose and turned back to Frankie. "And where can a man get a beer?
Charley wanted to become a man so badly and so quickly, that he was blindsided by the factors of what it would really be like, living life in the army. Charley was 15 years old entering the war. But he knew they wouldn’t take him if he was underaged, so he lied about his age just to be in the army. So he gets there, and he doesn't receive a uniform just yet, which he thought he would. And he writes letters to his mother telling what it is like, being a soldier.
For a brief moment, miles away from the eyes of god, time itself stood still. And the singing birds went silent in their canopies, and the gentle licks of a passing breeze abated, as if the entire world, save Gatsby, knew. Knew that, like an old timepiece, the gears within the depths of George Wilson’s being had long since begun to fragment, and with the urgency of newfound knowledge, he had only one thought on his mind. Certainly, as he glided towards Gatsby’s mansion—and ultimately, into the foliage that surrounded it— Wilson’s breathing was neither slow nor rapid, nor shallow nor heavy, but rather, it fluctuated with an unrelenting attitude, and trapped between immense grief and rage, he carried himself dangerously with each step.
Blurryface Halloween, costumes, parties, haunted houses, kids running in the streets. Now 16 is too old for most of those things. So there in the worn out couches of Hayley’s damp basement are 4 friends Lex, Hayley, Lynn and Patty. The outcasts as they're known to the all too small number of students at Hill Park High School. Bored out of their minds they sit in silence with the 4th horror movie playing in the background “Okay, I’ve had enough of this.
It was a while before the last stroke ceased vibrating. It stayed in the air, more felt than heard, for a long time. Like all the bells that ever rang still ringing in the long dying light-rays and Jesus and Saint Francis talking about his sister. Because if it were just to hell; if that were all of it. Finished.
Addie had always felt that she was completely alone and made unaware of. When Anse came along, she was more than happy to flee from the loneliness of being a school teacher. She dismisses her courtship with the curt words: "So I took Anse." Her great desire was to make other people aware of her presence. And she felt that only through violence could she achieve her goals.
Today me and Slim walked to the bunkhouse together, just chattin’ about the little pup that Slim gave to Lennie, which is moreover a kind gesture of him, since we both know that it means a lot to Lennie. Now the big guy’s got something to pet. I hope this keeps him damn busy, so he won’t do anything stupid which will get us in trouble. Slim commented on the power of Lennie, when he’s buckin’ barley, saying that he almost killed his partner. I felt proud at that moment, and as proud as I am I told him that Lennie can do anything if it doesn’t require much thinking.
Charlie woke with a strangled gasp, propelling herself upright as she sucked air into her lungs, shielding her eyes from the bright light that blurred the face of the woman who was currently grasping her by the shoulders, unable to hear the shouts for someone to find the Generals. With one hand cupping Charlie’s face and the other her shoulder, Rachel guided her daughter back down to the bed. “ Charlie, Charlie! It’s Mom!
Obsessions can become scary It all started back in 6th grade, I met 5 people named Jenna, Natalya, Olivia, Emily, and Kayla who all seemed cool. They invited me to sit with them at lunch on the first day, little did they know I would open a gate that was never meant to be opened. Back then, I was drawn to anime and manga like a moth to a flame, one mention of it and I 'm there. They started talking about normal things, such as Doctor Who, and Jurassic Park.
Welcome, Ladies and gentlemen, Gary, or Gary Dunn,to give him his Sunday name, or if he was in trouble, which was a lot, when he was younger, but most just called him Gary. Gary was a son, a brother, big and little, he was a boyfriend then a husband, a dad and a granddad too, but he was also a friend, and he was definitely a bit of a lad. Gary had been many different things to many different people over the years, but today they all have, at least, one thing in common, they will all miss him very much. Gary was a real character, what you saw, with Gary, was what you got, and if you didn’t like it, well, tough, but he was also a loving family man, a dependable man, and a hard working man too, he would never do you a bad turn, but don’t hold your breath waiting for
Jerry is that one character that had a huge impact on me. I think in many ways he had an impact on many people he didn 't go with the crowd and he did pay the punishment for that. Jerrys disturbed the universe caused a lot of trouble in the all boys school of Trinity. He had a small influence on the other boys, but it was one Jerry Vs. all the vigils.
Clubbing is fun, but as you grow older, it takes its toll on you. They say at the age of 21 you want to party hard, at the age of 26 you want to go clubbing and have a goodtime, but at the age of 32, you're stuck between a rock and a hard place. Your best days are clearly behind you, but something keeps pulling you back into the party scene.
After a not so good nights sleep at the church, I get up early and head out to get the food we need for the next few days. I remember Pony talking about the book, Gone with the Wind. I decide to pick up one to pass time. When I get back Pony is awake and we begin unpacking what I picked up in town. We need a disguise.
I tend to be interested in people who I am friends with. Chandler is many things and a friend of mine is one of those. One of the many things I love about Chandler is that he just lives life and never plans a single thing. This attribute is both fun and frustrating to watch. Another thing I love about chandler is that when he really truly loves or hates something he becomes so freaking passionate.