Stargazer

I'm wondering how you know someone is going to die if you haven't read it before. Or did you pull a 'When Harry Met Sally' and read the last page first?? lol

Love it!!!

I was crazy in love with a very close friend of mine but we could just never get the timing right. When I was gaga over him, he wasn't over me. Then later on he was, but I wasn't. Not saying we never 'went there.' We did once and I was thrilled but it still just wasn't more than that, you know?

I'd say the only thing I MUST have is my soda. I tried to kick that and my couple smokes a day once at the same time. The results were less than pleasurable for me and not good at all for those who had to deal with me. Smokes were easier so I kept the soda! lol

That's more of a smirk than a smile, you sexxxay thang! Hottie!

Definitely not alone! I talk out my dialogue, make the appropriate faces, cry, get angry. Omg, I just caught myself about to say 'the whole shebang,' too! lol

A take on Mark's suggestion ... "The lawyer with a heart."

In this day and age, I believe internet relationships are just as real and acceptable as 'in person' ones are. I've met quite a few people online through various message boards or websites that I've had the pleasure of meeting in real life and we've been friends for years. Some I've met were less than stellar. I think it's absolutely normal to have feelings for someone you haven't met in person but spend a lot of time with online. Of course, you have to be careful and safe in a virtual or real life situation. For the most part, when you spend time with someone online, you do get to know them in a more comfortable way and a lot of times it is without that uncomfortable or awkward way we have sometimes in person. Your main communication IS communication so that's kind of nice. The downside is not being able to see their reactions and hear the tone of their comments. All kinds of pros and cons but it's just as real. And of course, as other people have said, the internet relationship can't be your entire life. If you're hiding out from the outside world, it may be a problem. Good luck and be safe!

My biggest physical addiction is soda ... the caffeine. I was a smoker for a long time but I quit then I have one or two and then go for months without smoking at all. I think I'm probably addicted to xanax because I can't sleep without it but I don't take more than what is prescribed. I don't really have one of those addictive personalities. I like certain things but I don't have to have or do them.

It really depends on circumstances. I think I would forgive actual cheating (actual having sex with someone else) only once. If it were to happen again, that would be it. Anyta, I think 'cheating' is the act of having full on sex with someone else. Kissing ... meh, not so much. Thinking about someone else while you're having sex with your usual partner isn't cheating in my opinion. Tiger, I like the way you think!

East of Midnight By Stargazer Warm breath tickling his ear woke Chase up from a sound sleep. He opened his eyes to find himself tangled around a warm body with his head resting on a hard chest and his arm flung across a muscular stomach. He could hear the steady heartbeat in his ear and he breathed in the comforting scent of the skin he knew all too well. Just like any other time that he wanted to just lie there and enjoy the solace and quiet of being held this way, and even

Why couldn’t Chase just embrace the events that occurred between him and Xander and let that be it? Why did he have to analyze every damn thing?

Oh yeah, that's right. I'm getting really good at typing with my tongue. *twists and tugs at straight jacket*

I didn't last night but I am now. That was a sweet story. I could just picture the two of them feeling each other out, so to speak. The ending was all sugar!

You do chilling well. That wasn't a pun, either! You really do seem to capture a certain desperation and 'no going back' feel in your writing. As heartbreaking as the subject actually is, it is written in a heartwarming way. Does that make sense?

When I write, my stories are for the most part, character driven. They're like extensions of myself, some more than others. I do get emotional re-reading my own things. I actually enjoy reading my own work, even or maybe especially, the horrific dreck I wrote when I was younger. It takes me back to a place I was then and as Red Haircrow said, it's like visiting old friends. Is this why I'm medicated???

Down the Rabbit Hole Still a little hazy, Ricky told himself as he stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. Carlo had taken him back to his place to get clean and as close to sober as he could manage for the trick he had lined up and he knew it probably wasn’t going to be anything he’d enjoy since the man was very enraged at him for disappearing for so long. “I lose money for every second your ass isn’t on that corner doing your job, boy!” His hand had cracked across Ricky’s face t

Ashes of Another Life You’re trouble, boy. Nothing but trouble and you deserve everything you get. A rotten apple spoils everything it comes in contact with and so do you. Ricky shivered slightly in the cool breeze wafting in around the glass panes of the window in front of him as the voice replayed over and over in his head like it had so many times before. Glancing to his right, he stared emotionlessly at the sleeping form on the bed a few feet away with hard blue eyes and sighed silentl

I went on a date once with someone I only knew very casually. It was awkward and it didn't amount to anything. The relationships I've had grew out of friendships into more. Or from groups of people we both knew all hanging out together and then getting to know each other better. I can't imagine actual 'dating.' :wacko:

Well, yeah, if you look THAT good!

I wanna see these pics! lol

Good Luck Movin’ Up Shrill ringing woke Snow from a restless, disorienting sleep and he rolled over to stare at the glowing screen of the cordless phone sitting on the nightstand, reaching out a shaky hand automatically to grab it from the cradle just to make the sound stop drilling through his aching head. It felt like he was only dreaming that the phone was ringing when he managed a sleepy ‘hello’ into the receiver, but then he heard a thick cough and then Ricky’s raspy voice on the other e

How bizarre that I've actually been to the Lyndhurst. It is absolutely gorgeous and the views are stunning! As for idols ... hmm, I think if I met Bruce Springsteen I would just be speechless and probably make an ass of myself. He is a legend and a musician for the working man. It's difficult to explain what he and his music mean to me but it's like a part of me. His music IS New Jersey and it is my soundtrack when I think of home.

It would be interesting to see!

Without a doubt!