He missed me too much

By Shebee // Undead, abandonment, disappearance, fear, love // No Comments

He leant against my door frame with one hand in his pocket, a smirk on his face, hair slightly in his eyes, head cocked down and tilted to the side looking up at me.

My knees buckled. "You’re dead! How did you get here?"

Nonchalantly, as if this happened on a daily basis, "SheBear I came back to you, it was horrible there and very boring"

"Drew, its impossible. You died. I have to be dreaming. Why are you here?"

"You’re not dreaming SheBear, I’ve come to make you a Mommy again. Kiera is with me"

Oct
25

Arrive Alone’s return

By Shebee // Arrive Alone man, disappearance, return. I\\\'m a big fat pussy with no backbone over thi // No Comments

I’m kinda feeling happy and relieved, yet angry as a motherfucking motherfucker and very hurt. Stop. Go read this first. While you are busy, I’ll just sit here and breathe into a brown paper bag.

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Okay, I realise that there is no link there. I can’t find it. I wrote a post about this a while ago, but may have deleted it. But lets face it, you probably weren’t going to click it anyway, were you? So I’ll just give you the run down.