Colorful Chaotic
Bio
I write to keep the demons at bay.
Stories (44/0)
Nightlife
Her mind slipped away as the music pulled her in letting her heart take lead. She couldn’t stop listening to that song. It’s melody had drew her in, but it was one specific night that had given it meaning. And then she realized, how so much happens when the sun goes down. How a love story can unfold when the world sleeps. How her love story had many nights to tell the tale.
By Colorful Chaotic5 years ago in Humans
Darkness
I crossed my legs anxiously, adjusting every second. I felt her warmth next to me as I tried to focus on the movie. Thank god nobody was around us, it was pretty empty for a Saturday night… her hand touched mine and I leapt. Jesus Christ, my nerves wouldn’t calm down. I felt her hand brush my arm and land on my neck, I tensed.
By Colorful Chaotic5 years ago in Filthy
Desire
The moonlight hit her curves perfectly as she stood before me. Her breasts perfectly rounded and smooth in her lace bralette. She stood above me, I could just make out the soft arch of her nose, and the thin line of her lips. My heart was pounding, I crossed my legs.
By Colorful Chaotic5 years ago in Filthy
Movie
Have you ever wished your life could play out life a movie? With the perfect music playing, having it narrated or the songs playing what was on someone’s mine. Well, I sure wish mine could be that way because since the day I met him my life has felt like one. The day I met him was crazy and overwhelming, I had volunteered to dress up to great kids for an event. The group I went with happened to have my partnering character already working with them. That’s where it all started. I wondered about this person the moment I stepped foot in the event. Even when I finally met them my mind raced. I wanted to know who this other person was. The days after the event we started talking more and more. He was just like me. A geek, a nerd, a Beatles fan. I couldn’t get enough of him. We talked for hours, staying up till 2-3 AM just going on.
By Colorful Chaotic6 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter to Love
Dear Love, Why are you some complicated? Why are you such a mystery? You disguise yourself so well, in smiles and laughter and in promises...promises to be broken. You make knees go weak, hearts pound, butterflies fly and eyes go wide. You can last a lifetime, creating warmth and happiness and light. But then you can also create waterfalls, and cold, and darkness. You make the strong feel weak, and the weak feel on top of the world all in a matter of seconds. The hopeless chase you, the broken fear you. Songs are written about you, movies based on you. Fights ensue because of you and even some die for you. Some though... use you to play games with, to tease and toss the heart around and hurt the soul.
By Colorful Chaotic6 years ago in Humans