Perfectionist By Jean Roy I write and rewrite. Re-rewrite. Delete. To just use original. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
He Never Called Me Back
He Never Called Me Back By Jean Roy Fantastic weekend. Sadly, he never returned any of my calls. Why did I think he would be any different? Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
Drunken Lies – Four Teens Dead
Drunken Lies – Four Teens Dead By Jean Roy He drunk way too much. Killed four people. Blamed the teens he had killed that night. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
First Date By Jean Roy It was our first date. Awkward talks but such a great rewarding first kiss. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
Artichoke By Jean Roy Sally had choked on the artichoke. She then died from the irony. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
Should Have Worn A Helmet
Should Have Worn A Helmet By Jean Roy His Pant leg had got caught in the bike chain. His head had broken the fall. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
False I Do's
False I Do’s By Jean Roy “I do,” lied both the bride and groom. Forever was not in their future. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
It Hurts Too Much
It Hurts Too Much By Jean Roy There was so much pain left. I wasn’t ready to forgive or forget. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
What You Won’t Ever Know
What You Won’t Ever Know By Jean Roy You probably have no clue Of all the things that are in my head I will now spill to you all the words That from now on will be left unsaid You probably are not aware Of the pain inside my heart And how every second I was away from you Tore me more and more apart You probably don’t know That I used to pray for you every night and day So that the lord above...
He Decided He Was Going Away
i. In a couple of hours, we will be separated by more than the few city blocks that we are so accustomed to traveling. ii. Time seemed to slip away fast like in accordance to the broken hourglass that was in the box near the doorway. iii. I am so used to being in arms reach of you, but now we will be separated by time zones and oceans filled with all the I miss you’s we won’t ever get a chance...
About Me - ASK Questions
All the “Ask” questions that have been going around loaded into one post. Learn about me. 1. Your ex texted you and wanted you back. Would you take him/her back? Yes 2. Has anyone told you “forever and ever” then left? All the time. 3. Your relationship status? Single aka Forever Alone 4. Where did you meet your crush(es)? I don’t have crushes at the moment. 5. Have you ever...
Promise By Jean Roy I can’t promise you a perfect relationship, but what I can do is promise that I’ll stay just as long as we keep trying. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
Dear (Insert Name Here)
Mom: Are you happy about starting college soon? Me: I Guess. I just want to get it over with. Dear (Insert Name Here) As the days of my summer vacation become shorter, I think back on all the times I had with you. Its like I can’t seem to get some peace of mind now that you’re gone. I am starting to pack my stuff up. I will be dorming at the local community college. I remember all the plans we...
Daily Confession: July 26th 2011
I miss you most at night when I start to think about all the things we ever did together.
Michael Shay By Jean Roy Here lies Michael Shay Shot himself,bullet right through the brain He wanted his life to cease His remains lay here, may he rest in peace. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
Late Night Fun, Early Morning Pick Me Up
Late Night Fun, Early Morning Pick Me Up By Jean Roy Sarah had dropped her purse. Her pink vibrator danced on the Starbucks floor. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
Biggie Size The Brains
Biggie Size The Brains By Jean Roy The zombies had won. McDonalds - “Would you like some brains with that ma’am”. “Yes Please” Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
Without You By My Side
Without You By My Side By Jean Roy I wake up, with thoughts of you on my mind and all that we have left behind. A past that has got me thinking like Wishing I could turn back the hands of time so that I could press rewind on both our lives back when everything was fine. I want to see the light but they say love is blind and just so hard to find gone are the days of calling you mine Losing you...
"Why Can't You Be More Like Johnny?"
“Why Can’t You Be More Like Johnny?” By Jean Roy My mother wanted me to be more like the kid who shoots up in school. If only she knew that before she made the comparison. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved