The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
"It's not fucking rocket science Timmy, you either play ball, or we find someone else who'll do the job. This fucker needs to be found and put in the ground. So either you're in, or out, which one is it?" "It's not as simple.." He doesn't get to finish what he's saying as something sharp …
It's Friday, so, I thought I'd share ten blogs that, if you're not already following, you should, or not. But, at least take a look at them before you decide that one. No two blogs are the same, they're all a little different, but, they're all interesting. SO WELCOME TO, READ SOMEONE NEW FOR FRIDAY …
"Sorry little brother, but business, is business," he says as he pulls the trigger, the blast echoes around Timmy's head for what seems like an eternity, and he falls to his knees, blood quickly forming a thick, sticky puddle beneath him, as that smiling mother fucker looks down at him. You can read the …
"Don't kid around Jason it's not funny, what if something really happened to Sammy, what would you do then?" "Well I wouldn't feel like it was my fault if that's what you’re saying," he quickly replies. "I'm not saying it'd feel like your fault, I'm just saying, how would you feel if something happened to …
"Now just relax, this, is a safe room, and I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to do," he says as he settles in a seat across from her, she sits there, staring at him, through wild eyes. "I said I don't want to," she says, gripping the side of the …
"I'm sorry my ladyship, but, he won't eat, he flat our refuses to touch any of the food, not until you see him," the large man says, she places a hand on his arm. "It's okay, I should've been here earlier. I feel terrible, please, leave us, I will convince him to eat," she says. …
"It's not about the money," he says as he looks into the man’s eyes. "Bullshit, it's always about money, everything is!” The big brute says as he pulls the hammer back and drives it down onto his hand, shattering two of his fingers. He clenches his teeth, refusing to give his tormentor satisfaction. He drives …
Continue reading "Day 139 – Parramore – YouChallenge Short Story"
"Is this really all you have to say for yourself? Is this all that's left between us?" She asks. "Fuck you! You lock me up in this prison, yet you expect me to love you, what a fool you are, and how I'll love taking your head from your shoulders!" You can read the …
**This takes place after chapter one of The Roundhead and before chapter two** “I’m telling you it’s true, Stevie, who used to bunk with Sammy and Spade, he shared it, and they scrapped his remains off the wall of the library. I KID YOU NOT!” he says as he takes a hit from the bong. …
Continue reading "Day 138 – The Roundhead Prelude 8 – Your Sin Within"
I snap the fucker’s finger, and pull the meaty, stubbly thing right off his hand and toss it onto the floor with the rest of them, he doesn't scream anymore, the fuckers all out of screams now, but it doesn't take away my enjoyment. He told me a heap of shit, more than I cared …
Continue reading "Day 138 – Bad Day V Bastard – Short Story"
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