They can lift you to the heavens or push you straight to hell Sharp as a knife,  soft as a feather A moment of healing or simply destruction Wielded like a weapon Soft as a blanket, tough as nails A friendly welcome, a cold shoulder Lurking behind closed lips Fingertips on fire  Tossed about without thinking Consequences forgotten Scattered into...

  This is only my opinion for what it's worth…RP will come and go, anything else online will also come and go. I know some have thrown in the towel and moved on, some may be lurking about wondering what they should do. I am sure some deep down hope to see the return of the type of online experience they once loved.  I am sure there are a few that wish they could turn back...

  Pain lurks in the shadows like a silent stalker Elusive to most attempts to capture it You build a wall, a fortress in hopes of hiding it from the world Brick by brick you convince yourself it is now gone Tap Tap Tap It is persistent creating cracks Flickers of a song, a picture even a memory slips through You feel a tremble deep inside It feels like a silent...

  Sometimes you get a great sense of entertainment and satisfaction from a little bit of pettiness. There is nothing wrong with reacting to how another treats you, especially if it does not affect anyone in a significant way but brings a smile to your face. There is nothing wrong with having a dark sense of humor which is perhaps a bit twisted at times. It is not important to confront...

  She is too tall he's so short She looks so plain He’s kind of ugly some retort She lives in the city while he lives on a farm She uses a wheelchair He lost his left arm She works in a corporate job He tills the ground He is always working the land She never seems to be around He likes quiet weekends She craves the party life They say he is...