Words To Falling Slowly Novels & Stories

~What am I now? What am I now? What if I'm someone I don't want around? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling What if I'm down? What if I'm out? What if I'm someone you won't talk about? I'm falling again, I'm falling again, I'm falling~ -(Harry Styles) Falling --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Stefanos: I watched out from the large expanse of my window, as the curtains fluttered with the soft breeze singing outside the walls of the tower. The view of the garden outside was magnificent as always with a few flowers missing here and there.

When I look into the mirror I see five of myself, all looking pale. Is it the wine? My fears are confirmed when I cough blood into the pristine sink. The red hue moves slowly down the drain as I start to fall. It has never been this painful before. I try to hold on tighter but my hand is slipping, my breath becoming heavier. “Drew…” I try to scream, but my body meets the floor before I can make a sound. The beeping of machines is like a distant song that’s all too familiar. It draws me out from an otherwise dreamless sleep which feels good for a change.

When Yvette smiled, her eyes lit up like crescent moons, a look that effortlessly won people's affection. But in them, I detected a hint of smugness and calculation. "How old are you?" I asked. "23," she replied. "Then you’re old enough to know what honesty is," I said sharply. Her smile wavered. "I don't understand what you mean." "It's clear. The whole plan was done by me, from start to finish," I said. "You knew that, yet you still presented it as your own. It's called shameless."

Each step I collided with blurred the world around me, and a sense of helplessness consumed me. Pow! Pow! Pain radiated through my body, but the fear and disbelief were even more overwhelming. Everything seemed to move in slow motion, yet I was powerless to stop it, helpless against the grip that had thrown my life into chaos. The sound of impact reverberated through the air as my body tumbled down the flights of stairs, helplessly colliding with each unforgiving step. The torment of the fall felt endless, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Pow! Pow!

The door suddenly closed and she pushed me to the big hole and in an instant, I fell. I fall and fall like there is no end. “Aaaahh!!!” I shouted because of the never-ending fall. I saw her watching me fall with her cold eyes and emotionless face. I keep on falling like I was falling from a very tall building. The pressure is pulling me down. I don’t know where my falling ends but this is better than getting stuck in a place full of agony and hatred. I keep on falling and falling and falling…

Falling should have meant silence. Instead, it came with his name tearing from my throat and the terrifying certainty that the man reaching for me might no longer belong to the world I knew. --- I was falling. Not slipping. Not stumbling. Falling clean and endless, like gravity itself had decided to make an example of me. The wind tore the scream from my lungs as the penthouse lights vanished above, replaced by darkness streaked with broken glass and city glow far below. My arms flailed uselessly, grasping for anything anyone.

THAT'S SO ASSETIFYING," I said as I shook my head vehemently. "Seriously? How is that assetifying, which I doubt is even actual word." "Yes, it a word. Babe implies that I'm a prize, something that can be owned or won by someone," I replied matter-of-factly. "I really hate that word but I loathe baby even more."

Life may be bitter but as life goes on, everything will change. Even though one is in sorrows definitely finds way to be happy to live the only life. "What do you mean, sticking the note monkey on forehead? "Advik asked after finishing his round and waiting for Zoya to hit the dice. It is cristal clear that he gonna fail this game.

At first, his movements were slow, but eventually, they gradually quickened. At first, its movements were slow, but gradually they began to quicken.Vangie gripped the window frame tightly and arched her body.Along with Bert's rapid movements from between her legs was the creaking of every corner of the hut.It also matched Bert's quick movements.But Vangie no longer notices it.She was already drowning in the pleasure she was feeling.He feels like he's slowly floating while savoring what the young man is doing to him. He felt like he was slowly floating away while savoring what the young man was doing to him. After a moment, he felt that he was close to climaxing.

"Not without the rest of the name, and I do not have the rest of the name. All I have is enough to slow it, and slowing it will not be free." "Then make it slow," I said, and stepped toward the widening dark myself, the broken shape of the words rising in my throat again even though my voice had nothing left to give them, worn thin from the basin and from the fear that had not once let go of me since we climbed this hillside.