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    aged cobblestone of the city I used to call home always seemed to bring me a sense of peacefulness. But not on this night. The lights gleamed with a tinge of red, the cobblestone streets which I've walked down since I was just a child had a cold and unwelcoming look to them. Tonight is different. Everything is different. Like a dark, suffocating cloak had been draped over the town. What is happening here? And why the fuck did I come back? As I walked down the street I counted each and every…

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    October Logan Monologue

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    Well, here goes nothing. Saturday Logan texts me wants to hang out. We do. He looks in the glove box in my car, I don't know why probably for napkins or something. He finds a paper that I forgot about. It's the paper I got from my doctor diagnosing me with major depression disorder and adjustment disorder with depressed mood. Great, now Logan knows. At this point I think the only person I told about my depression was you, and I only briefly mentioned it in a text once. The rest of the day goes…

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    Hi there Um never planned to text you but I’m stressed and I need an outlet aaand feel like I owe you an explanation Terribly sorry I keep disappearing on you. I have this tendency to isolate myself from the rest of the world Yeah I know weird... Initially it’s because of my anxiety. Whenever I want to go do something, I think of all possible horrible outcomes and usually end up staying at home. Now it has become a sort of habit and I can’t seem to break out of it. I prefer to be alone. I hate…

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    Jamereo: A Short Story

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    respectful to me. Is that part of her personality or do you tell all your girlfriends about me? ” Annabelle asks curiously. “Yeah, I do.” Jamereo says calmly with swag, “They know not to fuck with you or talk shit about you. I put them in check. I put you over them, always. They gotta respect you at all times, no joke. I can call any one of them right now with you on the phone and they won’t say a thing. That’s how much control I have over they minds. That’s why I had you to answer the phone for…

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    “What the fuck are you laughing at?!” My Mum comes stampeding in my room. She opens the door with such force that it almost flies off its hinges. At this point, whatever I was laughing at didn 't seem funny anymore. I wiped the tears away from my eyes to banish my blurred vision and regained eyesight, revealing a small yet frightening woman who resembled a bull that had seen red; she might as well have had hot steam coming out of her airways and been scraping away at my bedroom carpet with her…

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    “I can’t believe you mistook a crush for intense hatred, what the fuck Scarlett? Maison sighed, shaking his head “I thought the heart palpitations were from rage.” I said sheepishly trying to defend myself. “Yeah, well you’re a fucking idiot, you might be smart but your common sense is truly lacking. Mistaking the crush on your roommate for abhorrence” “Alright alright, enough of your big words, can’t we just agree that i have a no common sense and no idea how to deal with this huge…

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    Everyone has something they’re best at. Me, I’m particularly good at running away. I was unhappy. I knew I was unhappy and I knew I had been for a long time. I didn’t do anything about it. I sulked. Wallowed in it. Lived my life without any sense of peace or structure. You see, I don’t handle chaos well. And I’d let myself live in disarray until it built up inside of me and I was made of it. Eventually, I broke. I shattered in the way that a building does when a bomb goes off. I packed the…

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    ~O.o~ They don’t talk about it at work the next day. “How was the commute?” asks James when they meet in Julius’s office. “A child was conceived, carried to term, born and learned to ride a fucking bike in the time it took for me to reach this land of ineptitude,” snaps Julius and dismisses James. Thankfully, the ministers of Her Majesty’s Government are the same cock ups that they are the other three hundred and sixty four days of the standard year, which gives lots of people for James to…

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    Jeremy!! Our conversation tonight between mom and me wasn't as intense as the one when she told me she was voting for trump! Shiiittttt.... You know I've probably counted how many squares are on your shirt 3 times. You look so damn.... FIERCE! But... a picture will never do you justice. I apologize for being mean. I believe you know you are my #1 always. Its cool here, even with the AC off, I hope it snows in October this year. Do you realize I look back and realize how many people…

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    red/black plaid shirt. If my mom has taught me anything, it 's definitely fashion and style. The goal is to completely alter your appearance, to the point where you barely even recognize yourself. Since my hair was awful, as usual, I decided to wear a beanie. Suddenly, I heard a honk from my driveway. It sounded like a dying whale, but I instantly knew that it was Luca and that he 'd arrived so that we could go to the party. Relying on other people to give you a ride sucked balls, but not…

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