The old beat up wooden door swung open as Romeo and I entered the motel room. I walked over to the bed and sat down on it before I let out a satisfied groan and laid my back on it. Even though the springs of the bed were broken and it was uncomfortable, I was just glad to be lying down in a bed.
"Give me one more second please," I exclaimed from the safety of the bathroom as I looked at myself in the rusted and dirty mirror. I smiled as I applied the cheap red lipstick to my lips, rubbing my lips against each other to evenly spread the colour.
Pandora Williams is a small town girl who's in love with music and the road. She never stays in one place for too long because it may hold her captive and away from her freedom. She enjoys the feel of the wind as she drives down abandoned roads filled with dried grass and the horizon behind her as she heads towards the unknown.
All my life, the only person that I had was my grandmother. We didn't live a glamorous life but we lived a moderately happy one. It was just she and I, ever since I was a kid. I have no knowledge of who my mother is, and honestly, I’m glad that a woman that selfish is not a part of my life. After leaving me with my grandmother since I was a baby, my mother was as good as dead because my grandmother become my mother.
I don't know why I was here, at first I was driving around until I saw this cute little shack, with the words The Best Pet Store and I thought, "what the hell, let me go check it out"."Hey,
~~ Dream ~~I took in a deep breath, enjoying the feel of the warm sun on my face as I sat on the balcony of a beautiful hotel in Paris. The Eiffel tower was literally just a full arms stret
"Is this your dog?" a lady asked me with an unbelievable laugh as she was walking past me. I stopped my singing, nodding and smiling at her."Yes, he is," I looked at Romeo who was sitting r
I was lying in bed with Romeo curled up next to me. Or more like Romeo's body surrounding my body in a protective stance. It made me feel all safe and soft inside as I breathed in his smell. I had washed him with my strawberry shampoo and even though he had put up a bit of a fight, he calmed down when I kept telling him that he could smell like me because I loved the smell of strawberries.
~~Dream~~I could hear the sound of waves crashing, and I could feel the wet sand in between my feet. Humid air hit against my skin and I could feel the heat of the sun as though it were burning just above my head. I could hear the singing of the birds and the sound of breathing next to me.