You touched my heart.

Now I can't seem to clean off your fingerprints.

Wherever the road may take you
wherever you may go
Just know that I'll be there
haunting your ass
forever

The writer lived his life vicariously through his characters. Eventually though, he grew jealous of their interesting lives and could only find relief by killing them off. He did not consider th...

Everyone just wants to be liked and accepted. Except for Tim. Tim doesn't give a shit.

He told me I should act like a lady.

I told him he should go fuck himself.

I did say it in a very ladylike manner, though.

In fact, I am several tiny stories, all rolled into one.

We all are.

The universe may be made of tiny stories, but so are we.

Inspiration and creativity pour out of my head until I am left empty and alone, sitting in a puddle of my own potential.

Unhappy with his work, the artist began to erase the drawing. He couldn't hear the woman's cries of protest as he took her out of existence.

I don't really believe in telepathy but sometimes when I am around other people, I will say in my head that I know my mind is being read and I don't appreciate it. You know, just in case. <...

"My, what big ears you have," said Red Riding Hood, playing into the Wolf's facade until she could locate her grandmother's axe. She finally spotted it in the corner of the room and quickly grab...

I tried to give you my heart, but you ran away screaming.

Maybe I should have wiped the blood off first.

She fears the future and avoids the present. Instead, she prefers to hide out in the past.

(Inspired by MoiSanom's record)

Creativity is like a disease, slowly spreading itself from one person to another. Infecting. It can burn like a fire within the walls of your mind, be...

I remind myself everyday to forget you. I know that seems counterintuitive, but maybe one day I won't need the reminder. I hope I can eventually forget you without effort, but until then, I gues...

The black sheep hated being different. He was always picked on and made fun of by the other sheep because he wasn't like them. Then one day, he realized that he didn't want to be like everyone e...

"What are you so afraid of?" She asked him with a genuine curiosity.

"Everything," he replied, cowering in the corner. "But mostly you."

He made my heart melt
it was a feeling I'd never felt

But now all that remains in my chest
is one big, sloppy mess

Sleep is one of the most popular forms of time travel.

Or

When we sleep, we all become time travelers.

The Office Cat was always so jealous of his humans every morning when he left the house. He had to go to work, but they got to stay home and sleep all day. "Lazy humans," he huffed while going o...

She hated turning on the lights. They blinded her with the cold, harsh reality of her solitude, and her pathetic attempts to rectify it. When the lights were on, she felt foolish and more alone ...

She learned to never let her heart fill with hope, joy, or love. Because a heart that full is easily sinkable.

Walking down Memory Lane is actually very risky. Not only is it easy to get lost, but some memories can cause a lot of pain when stumbled upon.

She cut the ties that bound her, that gave others the control. Sure, now she was left only with some strings, the clothes on her back, and a pair of scissors, but she also had herself. It was a ...

Cupid was found dead today.

He was shot through the heart

with an arrow.

Serves him right, I suppose....

Remember the time you and I sat together and remembered our shared memories? That was a great day.

The seahorse resented his name, so he took matters into his own fins and decided to become a skyhorse, instead.

When they were done, Death was there to take them. For, you see, they had fucked each other to death. Literally.

She spent so much of her life waiting to be noticed, but this was a complete waste.  It wasn't until she stood up and demanded attention that things started to change.

Save the child in me. I've squashed her down and kept her under. I told her to grow up and never come back. I told her she didn't belong.

The child in me is in danger. Someone please...

The last building was demolished years ago, and the field had been empty ever since, completely devoid of any human creations. Then one day, a small chapel appeared, where there had been only di...

The bloody stump of September continues to drag itself through the week, wretched in its persistence to keep going-though it has clearly overstayed its welcome. It stops for a moment, giving hop...

There is a special land very far away. This is where the forgotten ideas roam. They have built a city there, and filled it with all sorts of new inventions and concepts, new ways of life. They w...

"I think I need to stop talking to myself," she said, to herself.

My former self was just the skeleton for who I am now. I have since become so much more.

Even adults don't know what the definition of "Adult" is.

They keep telling me that I have depression, but the thought just brings me down.

Melanie found that she always got so much done when she was procrastinating. Except, of course, for the thing she was avoiding. That could wait.

The woman always yelled at her T.V. when she thought the people on it were being stupid.

The T.V. didn't actually like being yelled at. One day, it yelled back.

I am an inked canvas. I am full of words, paint, music, and life. I am constantly being added to; constantly changing and expanding. I am a work of art, but I will never be finished.

the sexy barista asked for my name.

then i realised it was for the fucking cup.

-Inked Canvas

I kept frequenting the coffee shop,...

No matter how hard she tried, kissing desserts just didn't seem to satisfy her enough.

They paled in comparison to the real thing, even if they did taste delicious...

She had an undeniable craving; she craved the world.

As such, she was never satisfied.

(I don't know where this came from. It just popped into my head....

Amy never knows when she will change into Awkward Girl. It is usually pretty sudden. However, Awkward Girl does seem to like appearing whenever Amy is trying to flirt with someone.

&...

She quickly apologized to him for being so awkward in her actions. At that moment, though, she realized that apologizing for being awkward was awkward, thus turning the whole situation ...

Every place she went left its own mark on her, so that she could never forget her travels. Despite this fact, she would not stop visiting new places. Eventually, her entire body was covered. She...

The gum decided he was finished with life chewing him up and spitting him back out.

"Wait a minute, people see me as a euphemism for WHAT!?" said the banana. She was very upset. "There, there," said the cucumber. "I know how you feel."

The circle's pointlessness drove him into a deep depression. He decided to end it all-by stabbing himself through the heart. Now the circle finally had a point.

Humans don't give shadows too much thought as they go about their days. The shadows don't mind this, though. They don't want the humans looking too closely, for they might see something they are...

She felt a perverse pleasure when telling lies, especially when they were believed. She liked being able to fool everyone. In the end, she even fooled herself.

&nb...

She took a giant breath and then slowly let it out. The air left her mouth and encompassed the big blue planet, causing the oceans, the trees, the buildings, the people-everything

Everyday for a week, the sleepwalking man received the news that yet another one of his neighbors had been murdered. Eventually, he realized why he kept waking up covered in blood.

<...

She figured that she must have misinterpreted the advice, and instead began making sure that her husband consumed the apples...laced with a little something extra.

I try to wake myself up, but my dreams take over. They force me back down, back into a seemingly endless slumber. I am not allowed to return to the real world yet. This is my life now. I am stuc...

Trying to fall asleep keeps me up all night.

She walks in the shadow of the wolf, innocent and unaware of the danger that she will have to face.

And triumph over.

It's just a name, Theodore told them. But no one listened.

So, thought Theodore, since everyone already fears me because of my name, why not live up to it?

And that was t...

She looked to the future while he was stuck in the past. They never were able to connect in the present.

He was constantly positive and was able to see the good in everything. This only made her dislike him even more.

The stories may be small
but their meanings are really quite tall
The point here is succinctity
Yes, that really is the key
Now, I could go on
but then this would be to...

Even the seemingly simple things in life are often wrought with complications.  Simplicity is a lie we tell ourselves in order to make things less daunting. Life is never simple. 

Artificiality is our new reality. Why bother with imperfection when perfection is just a click (and a fee) away?

She never slept so as to keep the dreams away. But she couldn't avoid her daydreams.

The humans, on the other hand, felt a bit like robots. Or they would have, had they stopped to consider it.

He found that holding on, no matter how much pain or detriment it caused him, was far easier than letting go.

I get butterflies in my stomach whenever I look at you. I really wish they would decide to gather elsewhere.

I have monsters inside my head. They come out at night when I am trying to go to bed. They steal my sleep and leave me feeling tired and drained in the morning.

So it turns out that the world ends not with a bang or a whimper, but with a siren.

Huh.

The world stopped making sense the second I was able to start making sense of it.

I'll tell you my stories if you tell me yours.

She kept everything to herself, even though it was making her crazy. When she couldn't hold them in anymore, her thoughts burst forth from her mind, like birds breaking out of their cage. Her th...

I was so happy when I found you. I was even happier when I lost you.

Part of being a grown up is understanding that no one ever stops growing up.

They thought they finally had the zombie infestation under control. They thought they knew how to handle them. But no one was prepared for the invisible zombies. No one could have been.

Often upon multiple times and in multiple places, there lived (and sometimes lives) a boy.

(I'm not sure yet if the wording for this quite works. I may tweak it.)

At the Suicide Store, we care about your death. That's why we guarantee a satisfactory suicide or your money back!

He asked her to break one of his kidneys instead of his heart. He was convinced it would hurt less.

In trying to avoid my avoidant tendencies, I may have just made them worse.

Once there was a sad troll who did not fit in. So, he decided to leave the troll colony. One night he stole a boat with the intent to sail far far away where he could finally be happy.

If time does heal all wounds, it takes its goddamn time to do so.

In order to prevent my heart from being broken, I've lined my ribcage with bubble wrap. It's worked so far.

I never lost my virginity. I didn't "lose" anything. It wasn't misplaced and it isn't missed.

What I did was gain a new experience.

Sometimes I think that my thoughts have a mind of their own.

Everyone is weird. Some people are just better at hiding their weirdness than others. And some don't feel the need to hide it at all.

I only wanted to be like the girls I saw on TV. I didn't know that that was all I would be, in the end.

You gave me teeth. Did you really think I wouldn't bite?

She didn't mean to break his heart. It really was an accident. He carelessly left it lying on the floor, and she stepped on it, crushing it beneath her boot. He probably shouldn't have left it o...

People always like to assume that just because my sister and I are identical twins, we must be exactly alike. But really, aside from our looks, we are quite different. We think differently, act ...

She always had such a hard time fitting in. Even her own shadows rejected her.

We called on the ghosts hoping they could help us. We didn't know that they would be calling on us for the same reason.

(Meh, I don't know. This needs to be tweake...

In life I hoped to change the world, but it was only in death that I was actually able to.

Embrace the voices in your head. They are clearly embracing you.

I know I'm supposed to make lemonade with them, but when life hands me lemons, I prefer to throw them back at life and demand something better.

I missed you before, but next time will be different.

I'll be sure to aim more carefully.

I love Halloween. It's the one time of the year when I don't have to wear a costume.

The loud beating of your heart used to keep me up at night. It sounded like it was trying to get out of your chest.

So I helped it along.

I can sleep peacefully now.

The final utterance of the name escaped her lips in a tiny whisper, but it was enough. The girl was instantly filled with regret, but she stood frozen to the ground, awaiting her gruesome fate.

Casey used to be hemophobic, but then she was bitten on the neck very enthusiastically and, well, the rest of that night is pretty fuzzy. Let's just say she no longer fears blood.
...

The downward descent of leaves
acts as Fall's confirmation
and for the poor, stripped trees
nothing is left to the imagination

There are so many things that don't make sense in my life. I know you want me to say that you are the one thing that does, but that would be a lie.

She curled up in her shell and tried to hide from the world. But the poison of the world still found a way in-through her mind.

She could no longer stand to look at the broken world around her, and decided that the only solution was to cut out her eyes. She hid them away and finally felt a sliver of solace.

&...

I love you more than anyone else in the world.

Honestly, though, that really isn't saying much.

I'm not quite myself today,

though who I am, I cannot say.

And when tomorrow comes,

I wonder, will I be me

or a new someon...

Sometimes, even Cupid feels bitter.

She had insectophobia. The swarm of bugs around her really did not help.

Death gets such a bad rap. It's not like she enjoys her job, but someone has to do it. And yet, no one appreciates her for it. She is actually hoping that, God willing, she will get pro...

I love it when people tell me I can't do something. It gives me more motivation to work harder at it, just so I can prove them wrong. And then I laugh in their faces.

Unlike her peers, Little Tina still believes in Santa Claus.

She also believes that he has to die.

We all partied like it was the end of the world. Because it was.

Then we woke up the next day, exhausted and hungover, and carried on with our lives.

We are so eager to stuff ourselves and others into boxes, even though none of us can actually fit in such confined spaces. Yet it doesn't occur to us to stop trying.

In retrospect, fiction became truth. The stuff of make believe turned into reality.

Your work is my play.

We try to dress our stories up with a "once upon a time," but no matter what we do, we know that they will never be fairytales.

My dream was your nightmare.

Out of my joy came your terror.

She was constantly striving for perfection, and thus was constantly disappointed. He, on the other hand, recognized that perfection was a myth, and was able to be satisfied with simply doing his...

I only asked you to give me a hand. I don't know why you always take things so literally. You weren't even being helpful.

She was able to blend into her environment extremely well. It was always a shock when she struck.

I hate how you've implanted yourself in my mind, but I intend to fix it. I will dig in deep and scratch out every part of you until there is nothing left.

Sometimes it feels like my subconscious is my own worst enemy.

I have so much I want to say, so many words to get out, but when I open my mouth, all I can do is choke on them. Speaking has become a dangerous activity.

I hate everything about you, yet I can't seem to stay away.

I hate that.

Sleep always wants to hang around right when I wake up.

Yet at night when it is time for bed, he is nowhere to be seen.

I think we need to have a talk.

We believed we were in the company of gods, but in our rush to have such blind faith, we let ourselves forget about the deceitful ways of man. We allowed ourselves to be fooled.

As with many things, the road to the zombie apocalypse was paved with good intentions. At least, that's what we like to tell ourselves.

She over thought and over analyzed everything. Eventually, this created so much pressure in her head that it exploded.

On the bright side, overthinking was no longer an issue for her....

Their love may have been written in stone, but stones can be broken. This particular stone... is no exception.

I often let myself get lost when trying to fit the expectations of others. I always have a hard time finding myself again, so I'm probably better off just ignoring those expectations altogether....

I keep waiting for my GPS to start yelling and cursing at me when I don't follow its directions. Sometimes, I even deliberately disobey it just to see how it will react. So far, it's only said "...

I used to think of myself as a bad person, but then I met you. In comparison, I'm actually pretty decent.

Hearts are more resilient than we give them credit for. A broken heart feels painful, but it will eventually heal. Broken dreams, though… their jagged edges can pierce the soul and tear i...

They said she had her head in the clouds,
but to her,
everyone else let their heads remain too close to the ground

The unknown can be scary

Yes, this is true

But it can be even more terrifying

when you know exactly what's haunting you

I have feasted on many a heart

in all of my days

But there is something especially appetizing

about yours

The world is not pink and blue

I know this, and so do you

The fact of the matter is

these gender norms are full of shit

(Unable...

Sometimes I have the urge to travel back in time, just so I can hit my past self over the head.

He felt the most alive when he was asleep.

His waking life was boring, but his dreams were full of excitement and adventure.

He lived through his dreams.

After a particularly enlightening talk, he gazed at his reflection and said,"You and I have the best conversations."

Your strung up hearts
cause the pain that you feel
Try to unstring them
and you will start to heal

("Want it Back" has been stuck in my head)

For most people, the past is in the past.

For me, the past is often in the present.

And sometimes, the past is in the future.

Time travel can make things very c...

She decided to kill her enemies with kindness. She named her baseball bat "Kindness" and got to work.

Everyone says you should be yourself, but sometimes yourself is not all that great. I will be myself when myself is someone worth being. Until then, I will just be other people.

She danced all of her troubles away
so everything became a blur
She danced until the walls decayed
and the world fell down around her

There is a strange sense of comfort that comes with the night. The cloak of darkness somehow feels so much more freeing than the harsh light of day.

It didn't take me long to realize I hated you; it just took me a while to say it.

I'm glad I finally told you. It would have been tragic if you'd spent the rest of your life not knowi...

"We just aren't like other people," she said to him.

"No," he replied. "Other people aren't like us."

She used to have creative bones in her body, once upon a time. But then they withered and broke and cracked until all she was left with was an uninspired heap of dust.

I allowed my mind to wander for too long, and now it is lost in a city of thoughts. I have no idea if I will ever be able to find it again.

She spent her life constantly concerned with what others thought.

He spent his life living.

The monsters my mind had grown
took on a life of their own
They leaked from my pen as I dreamt
I assure you, this was not my intent
Now all I can do is watch
as they cre...

At first, I just spent my time on the computer. But the addiction got worse. Now I am truly connected.

Your lack of inspiration inspires me to try and inspire other people.

I let you go

long ago

But somehow my heart

has yet to get

that memo

She may have been stripped of her title and crown, but her sense of regality remained.

She turned to voyeurism to fulfill her unsatiated desires. Vicarious sex would have to do for now.

At midnight, I buried you underneath the old oak tree

and now you've come back to me.

I probably should have paid attention to local legend.

Oops.

You filled my head with imagery and filled my heart with feeling.

And you didn't stop.

Eventually all of us will be

simply somebody's memory

I spend so much of my life

thinking that I have a hold on time

only to find

that it has slipped

out of my grasp.