I stare at his warm brown eyes that are glistening in the sunlight,his perfections that dazzle me every day and his white gleaming teeth that are speaking to me. Snap!! I blink rapidly at Christina's fingers as they pull me out of my daydreams. Away from my love. "So do you want to come?" Milo finishes off flashing me a smile.
 "I..i..uhh" I respond nervously wondering as to what I may or may not be agreeing to but a swift...

Someone asked me if I missed you.
My eyes moved to the window and I watched as people passed in a way that seemed to drag me backwards in time. But this was not the past. My eyes fluttered shut for a moment and I breathed in quietly.
'So much.'
The words were hushed, but gentle and a smile settled on my face when I turned back to my friend.

Do you remember the girl named Grace? I thought I had forgotten, until this very morning sitting in a café on the corner of Brunswick street.
The steam from my coffee fogs my glasses, preventing me from finishing the article in the newspaper addressing a celebration for the veterans – I had not been invited, much like many other men from my rank. The government attempts to recognise the efforts from the war all those years ago, but being years...

    I push the heavy curtains blocking the doorway to La Bamba forward, the cold air rushing past me and into the entry way of the restaurant. I hold the curtains for my friends, and they each utter a variant of "Thanks" as they exit La Bamba. We re-group properly once everyone is through, and stand on the pavement together, watching the snow fall from the sky. It doesn't rain often in Beijing, let alone snow. Winter winds are usually biting...

    I push the heavy curtains blocking the doorway to La Bamba forward, the cold air rushing past me and into the entry way of the restaurant. I hold the curtains for my friends, and they each utter a variant of "Thanks" as they exit La Bamba. We re-group properly once everyone is through, and stand on the pavement together, watching the snow fall from the sky. It doesn't rain often in Beijing, let alone snow. Winter winds are usually biting...

telling the truth can be hard, but telling a lie is harder.

dear journal,
its 2050, and the world is ending. climate change has taken over, the heat is 48 degrees at a low. everything is dying, the world, the animals, the plants, and its people. those who are left, they are the survivors. when will this end. currently that's never. we will die, my father says. that, is the sad truth ruby. 

but that can be stopped. not if i can help it.

pain.

it swarms everywhere,
it attacks at the weak,
at the vulnerable,
at the strong,

but really pain isn't what it acts to be,
a liar,
a bully,
really its scared,
and leeches onto those who let it.
 

I stare at his warm brown eyes that are glistening in the sunlight,his perfections that dazzle me every day and his white gleaming teeth that are speaking to me. Snap!! I blink rapidly at Christina's fingers as they pull me out of my daydreams. Away from my love. "So do you want to come?" Milo finishes off flashing me a smile.
 "I..i..uhh" I respond nervously wondering as to what I may or may not be agreeing to but a swift...

telling the truth can be hard, but telling a lie is harder.

dear journal,
its 2050, and the world is ending. climate change has taken over, the heat is 48 degrees at a low. everything is dying, the world, the animals, the plants, and its people. those who are left, they are the survivors. when will this end. currently that's never. we will die, my father says. that, is the sad truth ruby. 

but that can be stopped. not if i can help it.

pain.

it swarms everywhere,
it attacks at the weak,
at the vulnerable,
at the strong,

but really pain isn't what it acts to be,
a liar,
a bully,
really its scared,
and leeches onto those who let it.
 

pineapples (United States of America)

-The Bio-
Pineapples
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firstly, the username.

pineapples-
ok. when i think of a pineapple, many thoughts come to mind. bubbly, fun, unique.
just the user is so interesting too, the profile pic is rain-bowed, it draws...

Hi y'all!
So, as promised I'm going to organise a contest. Though I'm busy with my exams but once they're done, I'd be having holidays, so why not spend them reading some amazing pieces. So, before I reveal the te prompts, here are prizes-
For all participants- a comment and a like of his/her choice
3 honourable mentions- a review, comment and like of his/her choice + a shoutout on my profile
2 third Prizes- 2 reviews, comments and...

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2. Love is love no matter which form it comes in. A man can love a woman, a man can love a man, a woman can love a woman. But they still share one thing in common, they love each other. It doesn't matter that it's with the other or same sex. 
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