Reading feeds the soul, writing nourishes it!Joanne McClean
I smiled at him, “It’s okay, boys can be dumb.” Alex smirked, “Yeah, and girls can drive you crazy.Joanne McClean
What is life if you don't have a dream to chase?Joanne McClean
Caleb dumped me on my birthday, Before I’d ordered an entrée, “ What a dick! ” some might say! But don’t you worry my little sheep, I am not sad and will not weep, For Caleb Jones is a cheat! He two-timed me with some ho, Whose name is Kacey ‘Slut’ Munroe! But I don’t care about my foe, For I have found a brand new guy, My Blue Eyed, Mr Berry Pie! And I know, he won’t make me cry, For I did fall under his spell, To him, I am his gorgeous Belle, So Caleb Jones can go to Hell! .Joanne McClean
He looked at me intently before speaking. “Why do you do that?” I frowned at him. “Do what?”“ Push everyone away.” Danny told me simply. I was a little stunned and when I didn’t say anything, Danny continued on.“ Darcie, what are you so afraid of? Why do you shut people out?” He looked at me searchingly.“ Because it’s easier that way! ” I yelled at him suddenly and he looked taken aback. I took a deep breath to calm down and added, “And I don’t like feeling vulnerable.” Danny stared at me. “Being vulnerable is nothing to be ashamed of Darcie …it’s what makes us human.” I shook my head furiously. “No! Being vulnerable makes you weak — just like every other emotion … if you allow yourself to care, you only end up getting hurt.” Danny threw me a consoling look. “But there’s nothing wrong with caring —”“No! ” I interrupted angrily. “I don’t want to care! You only end up getting hurt … and it hurts so bad that you can’t breathe. I don’t want to feel like that. I don’t want to feel at all! It’s just easier to shut everyone out … if you don’t care about them — you won’t get hurt! .Joanne McClean
Your greatest enemy is your own relectionJoanne McClean
Ah, shit. She’s been crying. This is not good. I swear to God, a girl crying is fucking blackmail. It just makes you feel so damn guilty — no matter if you’ve done anything wrong or not — and have the bizarre urge to make her feel better.Joanne McClean
Danny looked stunned. “But what about the people who care about you?” I shook my head. “They shouldn’t waste their time … I’m not gonna change. I can’t be fixed Danny! ” I wiped ferociously at the tears that were falling down my cheeks and threw him a challenging look. “I’m not trying to fix you Darcie.” Danny told me softly, his eyes boring into mine. “But you have to realise that everyone’s a little bit broken and all they need is someone to help fill in the holes and cracks — that’s all.Joanne McClean
One quick glance around the room and I realise that I have somehow stumbled into a wannabe serial killer convention. Every single person in the room looks as if they are concealing a weapon of some sort. My heart thuds rapidly in my chest as I sneak past an elderly man who grins lecherously at me, flashing his gold tooth. Oh dear God, I’m going to die! First, I get dumped — on my birthday no less — and now I’m going to get knifed in some seedy bar!.Joanne McClean