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I want to go on an adventure and experience everything good this world can offer but there is no one to walk beside me.

I want to cruise down an open road, music blaring, sun blinding me as I belt out lyrics off-key. But there is no one sitting beside me.

I want to explore old things, new things, odd things, and cool things. But I have to do so alone.

For now.

Sisters, brothers, friends, lovers-

We all walk and build separate paths. It's not easy because we all feel this way all the time. We feel alone on our journies and we can only hope our misshapen rocky roads lead somewhere and that they cross with others harmoniously.

We can only hope.

So until I see another path, another explorer I will go alone. Lonely, yes. But there is still hope in my heart and fire in my soul -embers it really feels - and I will keep going. For the previous crossings behind me and for the ones ahead.

Because only the universe and fate knows. Those paths, those good paths that you thought you had left behind...

They might be beside you after all. Through the trees and the fog just waiting for you to cross again.

So walk.

Sing.

Explore.

Cause the only person that can build the road you are on is you.

So when your path crosses with mine...

We can smile and build the crossroads together. No bumps, cracks, or potholes.

When it's all said and done keep that warmth and pave on. I know I'll see you again, whether it's through the trees, whispers on the wind, or further down the road.

The journey is far from over.

I really dunno what this is. Or if it makes any sense. 😅 but anyway there was some free writing for y'all.

On a side note...is anyone else having trouble with the tags or is it just me?

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Happy birthday, Star Trek. Born stardate September 8, 1966.

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My novel is actually slowly but surely coming along. It makes me so freaking happy you don't even know! To celebrate here's a little excerpt from my first draft:

Please note that my novel will not be meant for children. It will have violence, suggestive themes, inappropriate comments, swearing of an obscene nature, and mentions of past rape, and much more. There could be triggering moments in my novel (but not here) not that the children would care cause they'd just read it anyway. The warning is mostly for me and my own ass (And the people who actually listen to warnings. I love you). Thank you.

*ALSO: This Loki is mine. He has a different view and personality than MARVEL sooooo just putting that out there*

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John stared at Loki with a blank expression. Two and two were just not clicking together. The Goddess --correction: back to God now -- just grinned playfully and swung his arms in a carefree motion. He was drunk on fairy wine again and that sometimes had the same side effects as ecstasy and PCP. Not the best combination in John's opinion.

Looking at the unicorn and then back at Loki it finally clicked.

Holding up his hands he took a generous step back. His face going from shock to amusement, to horror, then back to shock again. He just didn't know how to feel. Though he did feel a Loki-sized headache coming on.

"Please tell me you didn't fuck the unicorn,"

Loki pursed his lips and looked down at his flip-flop-clad feet in thought. He wanted to lie but he just couldn't when John was around, which had always annoyed and fascinated the God.

"Eh, yes. But bright side was that I remembered to change this time and he's eighteen." Loki had said this as if it fixed everything. It really didn't. Now the PI was never, ever going to be able to get rid of that image.

John was speechless. Utterly speechless. The only thing that brought him from his spiraling thoughts was a burst of cackling laughter from beside him. Glancing down at his side he saw Cassie giggling into one of her hands. Pinching the bridge of his nose, John turned his attention back the God only to find him gone. Again. And in his place a single sheet of aged yellow paper. This was his clue.

"Fuck!"

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Untitled:

By H. LaBounty

Just a little something I wrote in the middle of the night. What do you all think? I'm practicing my first-person POV. 😁😅

-H❤🖖

The Earth was beautiful once. Though I wasn't alive to see it; my grandparents did when they were young. Thundering beats of the party shook the balcony I was hiding on. Sighing and pulling my too-short dress back down I started up at the wired grid of Dome '67'

My watch chimed twice; blowing a raspberry at the city below me, I turned and walked back inside the swanky penthouse. The music got to deafening proportions, wincing I eyed the partygoers carefully.  After a brief moment, I smirked and weaved through the crowd. Everyone was either too high or too drunk to see their own hands, never mind noticing that their wallets and jewelry were going missing. What was the saying? Taking candy from an idiot? 

Lila, a girl from the faction, caught my eye by waving; wearing a shit-eating grin she held up an expensive-looking necklace. Giving me a wink she secured it around her neck and proceeded to feel up a guy who had passed out on the floor. Rolling my eyes, I darted in and out between the bump and grind of bodies. My bag getting fuller by the second. 

Something then caught my eye; green jewels? I stopped and backpedaled. My body stilled and my breath caught. Shit. A guy was leaning against the bar watching me. He looked almost amused and his eyes practically glowed in the strobes. The dancers closed the gap and took it as a chance to get the fuck out. Briskly I sped walked toward the elevator.

I know pushing the call button repeatedly didn't make the elevator go any faster but it made me feel better. Almost. The door slipped open with a ding, Sighing in relief I hopped in and spun toward the slew of buttons. The hairs on my arms stood on end, a sensation of being watched. Quickly looking up I see Mr. Green Eyes striding towards me. The sea of bodies practically parted so he could get through. This made me hit the 'Close doors' button like it would save my life. Mr. Green eyes made it more than halfway there when the elevator doors closed in his face. 

Letting out a semi-hysterical laugh I fall back into the glass wall of the elevator. Taking a deep calming breath I couldn't help but choke out a: 

 "Fuck me that was close," 

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Here have a prompt!

Character A: "Hurry up, it's getting dark already!"

Character B: "You try hiking in a dress and heels!"

Character A: "They aren't gonna care how you look, love. Just how you taste."

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Just a poem I wrote for my mom. I completely forgot about it until now! I guess cleaning out my phone bore some fruit. There is a reason why I don't write poetry 🤣

-H❤🖖

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Fading Lights

The night sky glittered with a million dying stars. Sounds romantic, doesn’t it? My father told me stories about distant galaxies as a child. When I had asked him later in life how he came up with things so elaborate all he would say was, “Your mother.” 

I never met my mother, she died when I was born. 

Or so I was told...

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Dark World

(Original Work)

This is my first time posting anything original on here. So ladies and gents and all things in between, tell me what you think! Should I post more? What should I work on? (Don't be a dick) What do you like? *Nervous Laughter*

No beta so this will contain typos and errors.

-H❤🖖

A scream suddenly rips through the air and a body slams against the windows. Polly lets out a scream and buries her face into Thea’s back. The suit guy’s face was almost torn off and his hands were a bloody mess. He banged against the window, gurgling the words “ please get them off me!” 

Thea backed away from the window and held Polly as the girl cried. Something deep in Thea’s mind whispered to her, “Get away from the girl. Somethings not right,” 

Thea gently pushed Polly down onto one of the seats and took a deep shuddering breath. She began to pace up and down the walkway. That’s when she noticed it; she couldn’t see her feet. 

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