secret #406

love hurts by $chix0r on deviantART

you want me. but not how I want you. I love you. still. when I said I didn’t, it was a lie. I always have, and you never did.and that hurts. but what hurts more? that you couldn’t love me, but you can love her.

why can’t you love me?

secret #405

Wedding Ring by ~Ferrari355348 on deviantART

I asked her to marry me , and she said yes. She wanted a ring immediately. I didn’t have money. I bought a bottle of Goldschlager and strained the gold flakes from it. I sandwiched them in between 3 layers of optical quality lexan. It fit her pinky , but not her ring finger. the engagement was over.

secret #404

Boys Will Be Boys by *MichaelArm on deviantART

I wish my wife would let me mess around with other guys from time to time.

secret #403

BAD A3 by ~vesquto on deviantART

i don’t want a smooth talker i want a bad ass

secret #402

I Miss You by ~midnight00 on deviantART

I lost my brother to suicide 3 years ago. I still don t ‘ think I can even deal with it.

secret #401

imthefuturelady on deviantART

Somebody save me. I can’t get it right!

secret #400

skyhorizon on deviantART

Yeah you should regret playing me. I hope you really do miss me.

secret #399

revenge by *HtFnovel on deviantart

I went to shoot Johnny, but he was already dead.

He had just gotten out of some Mississippi hell hole of a prison after 5 years. He was a friend of one eyed Don. So Don took him around to meet the neighbors. He and his girlfriend would get drunk and abusive to their hosts. I would leave upon seeing him arrive, every time. He showed up at my place one day. I was in the orchard enjoying my day off. He said “I bet that little wife of yours gets lonely while you’re at work?”
I’m sure she does I responded. I don’t know how he found out where I lived and that I was gone 3 days out of the week. “She should have some body to come around and check up on her” , he said. Right then I knew, He’d be back.
I loaded up my rifle,and after about 5 mins of thinking , I decided to go after him. I was not allowed to take the rifle off the property. That was the agreement my wife and I had when I bought it. As I got to the corner of the block , my wife turned on to our street. She stopped , saw the rifle, and the look in my eyes. She asked what I was doing . I responded by saying I was going to the neighbors house to target shoot. She said, “well I’m hungry and too tired to cook . Could you cook for me? Sure I said. Later that night a shot was heard in the distance. Not too far away, just a block or so. Some one had shot Johnny, after he had threatened to rape a man’s wife.

Good rid din’s .

secret #398

Rijama on deviantART

My secret?

if you kissed me one more time, I’d never let you stop.

secret #397

All Dead White Boys by VirginiaVitamins on deviantART

Don’t fuck with the white american men whether older or younger, most of them are truly NO good.