LoveSlaveSo I can't hold your handLoveSlave by ThaTrollWhoEatsYou
So I can't whisper in your ear
So I can't brush my lips on your neck
Chills travel across my body
I whimper when I'm dreaming of you
Spasms embrace me with the anxiety of my mind
Who exactly am I?
A minion of chaos?
A slave to your love..
You make me this person..
A carrier of doom
To all that I formerly believed
What point is there in gender?I am not a damsel in distressWhat point is there in gender? by ThaTrollWhoEatsYou
I am not going to wash your feet
With long golden locks, on my knees
Crying out to you so that, one day,
You can accept me as I'm not
I don't want to be a woman
I do not wish to become a man
I choose to free myself from gender
I choose to be me and not her
I choose to differ from him
I guess I'm in the middle
I guess I'm not there at all
I guess you can say I'm no one
I guess I'm not even writing
I guess your wasting time
I WouldI would take your handI Would by ThaTrollWhoEatsYou
And waltz you around the room
If I could only reach you somehow
I would whisk you away
From all these unkind people
If I could just build up the nerve
I would whisper in your ear
Ever so quietly on your neck
Every urge you bring forth in me
I would bring you joy so unimaginable
And your heart would rejoice with mine
And we would lay, once again, side by side
Krasavitska Devotchka Chapter ThreeTatiana and Holly walk down the hallway. Holly's arm around Tat's waist, Tatiana's arm around Holly's shoulder. Both girls neglecting to leave an inch of space between one another. Students in the hallway, whispering to each other, while others quietly ignore. JJ runs up to them putting his arms around both of their shoulders.Krasavitska Devotchka Chapter Three by ThaTrollWhoEatsYou
"Hi Jay." Holly says, with the ever-present smile that has been lingering on her face ever since Tatiana.
"Privet." Says Tat.
"What're you sluts up to on this fine day?"
"Hot and sweaty sex." Says Tatiana, with a big grin.
"While that sounds extremely enjoyable," he says with emphasis, "I have something else in mind."
"Like?" Asks Holly.
"Lets go to San Francisco for the weekend!" He says, with a glow about his face.
What then appeared on Holly's face resembled something between awe and shock. She was flabbergasted. He couldn't be serious.
"To California?!" She managed to say.
"To California!" He said, jumping up, "Come on! You know you wan
QuakingQuaking by Rainbows-And-Velvet
I sit up for hours longer than
I would usually because you ask me to.
Because, despite the fact
That my eyes open before
It can even be considered morning.
The moon is still up, and I'm exhausted
But ten more minutes of your time
Doesn't really feel like
When I lost
Two and a half hours of sleep.
So I've been sitting and waiting.
And waiting is something I do a lot of because I do not have the heart to demand time from you-- and if I did, it would go rejected. And I would get another "Just a little bit longer." In response and a "Don't rush me, it makes me not want to talk to you."
So I wait.
And I hope
That you'll call at 7 instead of 11, so maybe
I get some sleep tonight.
So I don't wait up for a
Twenty minute phone call that 18 minutes of aren't even
Addressed to me.
The last two
"Hey, how are you?
"I'm good, gonna sleep. Goodnight."