Standard Disclaimer Applied. (with scotch tape)
Notes: Aw, come one guys! I update fast and I don't think my drabbles/oneshots are that horrible so why arent you guys reviewing? This makes me sad…and determined! I SHALL make you review….or else I wont update! Just joking! But seriously though, review.
…and yes, I'm talking to you.
Let's go to our blue-pink heaven
I wasn't always like this you know. 'This' as being a party person who as if doesn't have any care towards the world. I was once on top of my class you know? You don't believe me. I guess that's understandable, I mean, look at me, I look like a piece of shit. Worthless piece of shit.
I like neon colors, I hated them before but they're so bright and happy and they energize me. They're like coccaine they keep me high at the clubs and they make me forget. I like forgetting. It's nice.
They say I'm misguided. How can I be misguided when nobody ever tried to guide me anyways? I like drinks, they're intoxicating, they make me forget too. I don't do drugs, just alchohol.
I met him at a club, whose name escapes me. I know that I came there with someone else, but I couldn't careless when I approached him 'cause he's so pretty with his blonde hair and blue eyes just like the princes in the fairytales my daddy used to read to me.
We ended up at the same bed that night and I didn't even knew his name.
I left first.
I don't go to the same club more than twice but somehow, I went to the same club for the third night in a row. My eyes unconsiously looked for a sign of a blonde prince, yet I didn't find him, so I just left that night.
I saw him on tv, he was an artist, a rising artist. I saw his works and I thought they were nice, although I nearly spluttered my coffee (I have coffee only every once in a while) when I saw his most famous work.
It was an abstract of pink and green and tangled sheets.
I wouldve liked to say that I didn't thought of the painting to have any conncection to me, but then I'd be lying. At the interview, he told the lady with the weird hair and accent that he will find his muse.
It scared me but then I thought, 'I'm not his muse right? I mean…sheesh, it was one night stand!'
But when he came knocking on the door of my condo unit at 5 in the freaking morning, I knew that shaking this guy off wouldn't be easy…
And I don't think I would try anyway.
Notes: Oh my chicken, I don't know where this thing came from. I actually whipped this up in (looks at the clock) the span of 15 minutes, yes the plotting time is included. I actually woke up early! I mean, I woke up 4 in morning and I'd say that's impressive since I slept 12 something-ish. So reward me by reviewing!
Notes: Review!! Remember this collection is to be updated every 2 or 3 or 5 days when I'm super busy until it reaches the big 50 or 100 whatever you guys like.