Out and about.

Yesterday was the sweetest day of the whole week. I went out with my girlfriend - yeah, not like that. She's my bestie. Not my girlfriend. yeah....- to the mall (Waterfront, close to the seaside) and it was so much fun. I was hoping we could've watched a movie but we didn't have enough time because someone was hogging my friend..(Brick, leave her alone. Sheesh) So we didn't. But she showed me this new gaming shop...

It was like heaven. My eyes were glued to each game. Gawd. Best moment ever. OH. There was a Tomb Raider model figure there. Human sized. I can't believe I didn't take a picture

For all of you guys out there, I am a gamer.

That's all. Hope you have a lovely Sunday.

PS: I have been thinking about making the video's. I haven't gotten any responses..(I knew it all along) but I still think it'll be fun. Also, I have realized the things I have posted on here are stories/poems etc, and making videos will be about..life and me (ewwwwwww). I think I've chased you away...I'll leave now.

Her breath came out in harsh pants, running down an endless street, from dream to reality at a pace that made the street lights blur. Choking on something logical, stepping on something unreal, her hair blurred her gaze as the wind whipped around her. 


"Hinata."


Her name falls from his pink-rough-dry-warm-lips and her feet freeze on their own accord, her mind chained to something unseeing and wonderful and so full of life. Her always tearful eyes hardened as she felt something pulling her gut, pulling her very being, towards something bright and shiny. She tilts her head, gazing at her side from the corner of her eyes, towards him. Knowing if she met his sapphire stare head on she would surely melt, the blue fire in his eyes would burn and brand her as his forever and she'd go willingly.


"Leave," her voice is as soft as a whisper but loud in the in-between, "leave before you break any more rules."


She hated losing. All her life she took every punch and cut - she's losing too much blood! - for him. She - father - has made these rules to live by. Now - now everything was changing, falling apart. I wonder if this is what losing feels like.  Every layer of leave me alone's and I don't need you's shatter unwillingly because of his stupid stupid grin. No one is supposed to be able to smile like that. No one's supposed to have so much power.


They were different.


She felt as though his fingers had trailed up her arms and pulled her (pulling pulling until there's nothing left) and she sighed in slight annoyance as her body turned towards this man.


He is strong (god - you're filling all the spaces it's suffocating - I love it) and the heat that his body naturally exudes is so alluring - you have to stop now. His sea blue-all knowing-beautiful-everything-I-need eyes captured her gaze and held on.


I'm so tired.


"I don't want you to leave - I don't care that we're different. I don't care." There he does it again. His eyes - always his eyes - brightens as he pulls her. 


"You know - you know I'll fade away eventually."


He grins, but there's now a bitter note to it. "Yeah, I kind of expected you to say that. But I want you. Be my now - my forever."


She can feel it, his emotions always loud and clear. She knew, she was already his before everything started. He knows it. 


"I can't...promise you anything."


He shrugs, opening his arms. "I just want you here, in my arms."


She doesn't resist the tugging then. She falls - always hard - into him. Her fingers, her skin warms up as more of her soul pours into him. I am pathetic. He is not mine, she tells her chest over and over. 


Her chest does not agree, she wants to keep him forever. And there is no changing that. She's going to burst with all of his light and give him all the broken pieces of her past and future, give him her weak heart and scream. The stars will scream back and her eyes will adjust to the light. 


It'll be beautiful. Everything will shine.

Sasuke and Sakura.

God.

Everything was ugly. Too damn ugly. If she could, she would throw a bucket of glitter and honey over the starless sky, and city, and you (because you don't like sticky things but you're also pretty) and anything else that was in her path. But she couldn't because she was laying on the cement floor with trailing thoughts and spilt coffee.

–when the dance is through, it's me and you. come on, would it really be so bad?

It always happens to her. Bad things. Horribly embarrassing bad (badbad) things. The breaking of glass, the scraping of knees against asphalt floors, those horrible prom night, pink Iseeyou pustules that pops up unexpectedlyexpectedly and the 

I-really-like-you-but-I'm-making-a-big-fool-out-of-myself-right-now-so-I'll-leave moments. Bad. It was always an ending to another beginning for her.

And then there was him. You. The can I slap you and kiss you at the same time boy. 

"It's not the end of the world."

"Of course it's not, if it was, I'd actually have some luck."

"Hn."

And then you'd do that funny little thatsnotevenaword sound. You were able to amuse me and stop me with that insignificant little noise.

She would get mad, throw a fit and then he would smile his smile, your rare kodak moment smile, his something-to-die-for smiles. My Sasuke smiles.

–all we can do is keep breathing now.

Instead of changing the world and making it a better place with glitter and honey, we lay on the cold asphalt ground under the starless sky with spilt coffee and trailing thoughts and smudged smiles with bad luck and broken glasses because I'd rather be sleeping and dreaming about tomorrow with you.


–you close your eyes and kiss your hand, then you blow it