Lucas-Human

I have an awful feeling, that this thought going through my brain cannot be ignored. But, to tell the truth, I'm not a well known sleuth, but I honestly think you're bored. You've changed. The sparkle in your eyes is gone, you're not fascinated by the things that you used to love. You smile is just a careless yawn, the park means nothing to you now. You're breaking my heart. You've changed. Your kisses are now so blase. You're bored with me in every way. I cannot understand. You've changed. You've forgotten the words, " I love you, " of which you used to say each and every day. Each memory that we shared, is it nothing to you? You ignore e

" Isn't this a lovely day? " That was the question that you had asked. I looked out the window, the rain and thunder increasing. I told you, " No," but you shook your head. As far as you're concerned, it's a lovely day. You told me that the change in the weather would keep us together. And so, as long as I'm concerned, it's a lovely day. Everything would be okay. Isn't it a lovely day to be out in the rain, the pittering and pattering seeming to soothe? You were going on your way, attempting to leave, but now you have to remain. For, although it was a lovely day, nobody enjoyed being caught in the rain. Just as you were going back to sea,

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. He had always repeated that to himself. He had done so since first grade, through his mother's murder, through when his brother went missing, and through the stress he felt for not being good enough. He was never good enough. It wasn't because of pressure from his parents, no, but his father wasn't home very much. That didn't help, either. It was because of himself. He set goals for himself, goals he never reached. If he got a B or higher on that test, maybe it'll be okay. Unfortunately, math was a sore subject for him. He ended up getting a C+. He eventually stopped d

The world was enveloped in a constant grey around me all the time. Black, white, grey... There were various shades that made life seem boring. They say that once you lay your eyes upon your soulmate, the world around you is enveloped by colors. If I ever met mine, I would see the world in a whole new way. I didn't really think much of it. I didn't feel the slightest bit left out. I didn't care what these "blue's" or "red's" or "yellow's" are. People tell me that there are two kinds of TV shows--one in color, and one in black and white, like the kind that you see before you meet your soulmate. They said that most movies are in color nowadays

Ah, yes, another day in Gravity Falls. The birds are singing, Waddles is oinking, Grunkle Stan is yelling… It couldn’t be any more normal. That was the exact reason Dipper was going paranoid. “I don’t get it, Mabel. Every day something bizarre happens and we barely escape with our lives!” Dipper stated, walking back and forth in a circle. “Aw, Dipper, can’t you just enjoy the one time we’re not about to die? Think of all the possibilities!” Mabel exclaimed with a cheerful tone, jumping off the couch and spreading her hands up high. “We can play with Waddles, we can watch T.V, we ca