Elijah Taylor
Bio
I guess I just took the term, "Gay Rights" to a whole other level.
Stories (70/0)
Lost
I love when the sun shines down on your skin as the cool breeze chills your skin. It's the perfect combination, not too hot, not too cold. That is one thing I love about summers in Oregon. It almost makes up for being in this hell-mouth of a town. Ah, Simmerton. The moment I graduate, I'm moving far away from here. Maybe even LA I've always wanted to try city life...
By Elijah Taylor6 years ago in Humans
The Void
Do you know what it feels like to want sex but hate it at the same time? When you crave someone's touch but are freaked by the mere thought of it? I do. I crave intimacy in a very specific manner and I hate it. People now ask for sex in the most direct and brute-like manner and there are certain times where it works but for the most part, it makes me retreat and lose all interest for a few hours and then I'm interested in their offer. My mind won't make itself up.
By Elijah Taylor6 years ago in Humans
Vortex
Do you ever have one of those days where you feel insignificant? That's basically my whole life. I wish that I could go to sleep and explore the vastness of space; but that's what we have movies and the entertainment industry for, exploring where most of us cannot venture.
By Elijah Taylor6 years ago in Futurism
Bottle
Just as I finish writing in my journal the last piece of my thoughts, I close it and lie in bed. Do I feel better? Do I genuinely feel happier? The scary answer is "no". Writing my thoughts doesn't make me feel better, it just makes me feel more alone. Every passing day feels worse and worse because it's just a reminder of no matter how many feelings I attempt to process or go through; I will go through the motions alone.
By Elijah Taylor6 years ago in Humans
Chemistry, Pt. II
Nate and I have been unofficially a thing for about six months now. He has gotten a lot weirder though; distant, cold. He always seems to only come out at night, which I don't entirely mind on account of the majority of my shifts being from 11 PM to 2 AM.
By Elijah Taylor6 years ago in Horror
The Picture
Walking into the cabin was cold. The wind blew a violent breeze that slammed the door shut behind me. "Woah!" I exclaimed. The cabin had its own feeling to it; an overall cold feeling. Walking past the hallway had an eerie atomosphere, like something else was present in the house. The steps creaked with each step as if they were marking every step we made.
By Elijah Taylor6 years ago in Horror
Stuck
The morning starts and I look at my calendar; nothing. Always nothing. No alarms, no anything. I have no money, nothing to do. I fill the day with watching TV/playing video games as per usual, surprised that debt collectors haven't busted down the door to repossess anything, but this time nothing; I feel no joy from it, just passing the time. Have you ever had that feeling, just utter and pure absence of emotion? We're all on this floating rock and without paper, we have no freedom; we're all just stuck.
By Elijah Taylor6 years ago in Motivation