|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Angsty Daddy-Issues.Justin's eyes twinkled with the pure lust of slaughtering-hour.
His father and him never truly got along. After all, you kill a boy's mother in front of him and the child is bound to have some angsty daddy-issues.
"So, what brings you back to my humble abode`, father?" Justin asked with a grimace on his face, and his nostrils flaring immensely.
"Please, just let me go! I will never return again!" The man pleaded, his brow drenched in the stench of regret.
"Oh, I know you won't." Justin roared back, and his mouth twisted and contorted into a perverse smile.
"Please, son! I beg of you!"
"You flatter me..." Justin gripped the axe in his fingers so tight it was quite possible his hateful sweat would bond his flesh and the iron together.
"But, please..." Justin began, and approached the broken soul of a father.
"Save your breath, you'll be needing it."
Concept Lover.You know the feeling,
when you're wishing for an unreachable person;
an unreal concept lover,
and deep down in the very back of your throat you KNOW they don't exist and never will...
So you just grab what you can get, and just keep hoping.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
Keep in Touch!