Devious Journal Entry
Please Do Not TouchThe boy stands in the hallway of his parent’s pristine house. He’s about 15 or 16 years old, with light brown hair falling gently into his eyes. He’s always been skinny, and by now he’s realized that adolescence isn’t going to help his gawkiness. His big blue eyes watch the world quietly from a face that’s soft, but still masculine. In the past year, he’s grown into lips that have always felt too big for his face. Now, they tremble with anxiety. With his left hand pulled up to his mouth, biting his thumbnail, he’s not doing much to sway that image. He’s dressed simply but nicely, in a black dress shirt and jeans. It’s the only wayPlease Do Not Touch
The ElevatorDing. I don't realize the light's gone off until the door opens and a girl is standing in front of me. My head jerks up and I smile, rather embarrassed. The carpet is thin and worn under my feet as I step through the doors, going to lean against the railing on the side of the little room. The doors slip shut silently, smoothly, and it's then that I notice the music. "Fucking elevator music," I say quietly, hoping she'll hear me. She glances over at me. Her hair's dark and short,The Elevator
Gimme Danger Little StrangerThe second the door to the club closes, everything is quiet, muted in a way that makes me breathe in the cold December air and feel at peace, if only for a moment. Her cold fingers with their long, blood-red nails slip up under my shirt and rest on my stomach. The front of her body presses up against my back and I feel her chin on my shoulder, the long black hair falling over my arm. "Let's go, babe," she whispers, pulling away and walking over to her car. It's a red, beat-up old thing that needs to be repainted. I get in and watch her as she drives us to her place.Gimme Danger Little Stranger
i'm sorry.just to calm downthe tear rolled up my eyebrow and over my crown my face curved into a frown as i lean over this bridge and see my reflection ripple away with pain as my tear drop left a stainjust to calm down
something left mesomething left me, when i died that night. something left me, in the lying endless light.something left me
so please tell me, when will theend arrive? say you know me. promise that you'll never lie.
say you'll miss me when i'm gone. i'm only lying to myself.
say you'll miss me when i'm gone. my last breath, a final sweet song. i won't be here much longer.
something left me, when i died that night. something left me,
in the lying endless light.
say you love me. say you need me.
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{Life is nothing but a rocksong}
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{Life is nothing but a rocksong}
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Patrice Chiniara
patrice@chiniara.ca
Website [link] > ModelMayhem [link]
~RestlessPhotographer
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{Life is nothing but a rocksong}
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