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A dream I had about a Japanese ritual.
My Cup of Tea is like a journal or a diary of my rants and life experiences I will be sharing. It will also have my opinion of certain things or just become random. If you like it thank you and if you don't sorry there's other stuff to read.
Imagine if you were immortal. Imagine if you could obtain this immortality just by drinking from a special cup. Now imagine if the worldâ€™s leaders had this cup in their possession. Imagine what kind of world that would create. I donâ€™t have to imagine. I live in such a world.
Poetry | Updated Feb 21, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Apoorva Raghunandan
Poetry | Updated Feb 10, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
Carol's life has changed drastically when she found out she was a Collector, a very rare gift in the world of Seyya. She now has to survive the attacks of other humans with gifts from Seyya. She learns something new about her father who died before she was born which then answers some of her...
A brief glimpse into one girl's evening at a fraternity party, contemplating her morals and the origin of her alcohol-filled Dixie cup
Short Story | Updated Dec 26, 2013 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Mollie Alwood is a short, curvy waitress from London. When she leaves London to go to a university in Doncaster, she has to start new. Now working at a small, downtown coffeehouse, she meets Louis Tomlinson, a built, attractive man that sings for the cafÃ© frequently.
Theresa and Maggie had kept a secret between them. The time has come for them to reveal it. Would they be loved or hated?
Inspiration from the Lian Hearn books...japaneese title tells all!
By Segg A Sketch
Love comes and goes but the feelings never fade. Words can only do so much to describe such an experience. But perhaps it can be comparable to a simple cup of tea.
Short Story | Updated Jun 23, 2013 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Adam Weshnak Dripping liquid swords Ninja Psycho cycle
Riding till the Dawn
Lyrical miracle mile-Christ child- erstâ€™ while
Style content flawless-
Chosen verbs for Herbs
Seasoned grease with salt and pepper-
Table holds the envelopes for chosen
Prose to fold you.
Sleeves with ease -inside...
For Inlalaland's contest. (not finished)
Something i wrote when i was down,way down made me stop writing but i think i can over come it and continue to write my thing i called #poorlywrittenjustread ha. I'm make it somehow. o i like centering these lol.
Eve awoke to a room full of sunlight. A fresh morning breeze lifted the muslin curtain then dropped it playfully as it rippled through the material. She had slept well and yet she felt as if she could lie there all day. The past few days had been emotionally draining and trying to replace the...