My-Mental-Fiction

Puppy Love (Synacky): ************************** "C'mon, Pinkly," Brian Haner, Jr. cooed at his small, bright white Maltese puppy as he scooped her up from the floor. "Wanna go to the dog park and run around, my little princess?" Pinkly yipped, licking Brian's nose and squriming around excitedly in his arms. "Yeah, I thought so," Brian laughed, pulling the front door to his elaborate home open. After locking up and setting the alarm system, Brian headed down the front steps and driveway to his black BMW. Pinkly began growling deeply, her fur standing on end, which caused him to look up in confusion, and he instantly regretted it. Leaning

Puppy Love (Synacky): ************************** "C'mon, Pinkly," Brian Haner, Jr. cooed at his small, bright white Maltese puppy as he scooped her up from the floor. "Wanna go to the dog park and run around, my little princess?" Pinkly yipped, licking Brian's nose and squriming around excitedly in his arms. "Yeah, I thought so," Brian laughed, pulling the front door to his elaborate home open. After locking up and setting the alarm system, Brian headed down the front steps and driveway to his black BMW. Pinkly began growling deeply, her fur standing on end, which caused him to look up in confusion, and he instantly regretted it. Leaning

    With every lyric and melody that slips from my lips,    each word flows as fire in high winds,    but just as the deaf do not find sound, you do not hear.     With each message I write, my hands tense with anxiety,     throat dry as deserts, I find no words,     but just as the dead lie lifeless, you do not feel.    With each wandering state of mind, you captivate my daze,    but just as steel does not shatter, you will not break.   With each smile I form for you, no matter how broken and faded,     just as the blind fail to find sight, you do not see.   With your ears that ring with chatter, you cannot listen,    with your

So guys, this is it. On my behalf of SkeletonsOfSevenfold, I want to say thank you all so much for sticking with myself and My-Mental-Fiction (https://www.deviantart.com/my-mental-fiction) For our journey on this amazing story! We hope to continue and will not fail to disappoint you, with some surprises around the corners in time <3 Your's truly, ~Zee (Kayleigh) ~*~ Brian.. I didn't know what to do.. Gasp? Stutter my way outta this? Let Zacky do the talking? No, that wouldn't be fair. "B-Brian?" Matt barely whispered in shock, his stare locked on mine, holding me down. I felt the most biggest wave of guilt wash over me, and wanted to die. Fuck, why didn't the heart attack

Zack sighed as he laid down to sleep for the night. He could feel his son and daughter moving around and kicking at his ribs or at each other. They still hadn’t settled on a name. Nothing seemed right. So they decided to wait til they saw the babies to name them. He laid on his side and turned out the light. He snuggled into his pillows content. He giggled when Brian scooted over and kissed his neck as he wrapped his arms around him. “Someone is feisty tonight.” Brian said into Zack’s shoulder. Zack rolled onto his back then looked up at his lover. “Really now? Who would that be? The mouse in your pocket?”

Hope grows skin thick Its price is neck deep When heat proves but a trick and the heart regrets the leap Upon the limbs we've dangled Splinters dug as lust strangled Risking everything, living for the prize Losing everything, living just to realize Loving someone hurts every damn time The give, the spark, a taste The wave, a surge, the take When blood runs hot then cold And there's nothing left to hold Should we just give up and fold? For bitter's the scorned tongue That's lashing its unhappiness Wistful dreams are far flung And apologies don't impress Upon the hook they've hung us We see too late their deception Cursing everything, dyin