something I managed to dig from my old Myspace profile

Powerline75

Fresh Meat
THE BREATH THIEF
By Powerline

He was going home from work, another boring afternoon, walking his way towards his apartment, when he saw her. And from this moment he was witched. Witched by her pale white skin, her purple glowing eyes, her innocent yet mystical smile, her raven dark long hair, her slim, young body. Turned around to see her, watching her fade away in her strict business outfit, blending to the walking crowd. Returned home, feeling a bit lost, staying in the entire night. Went back to work the next morning, and rushed straight to the same crossroad he met her. And, at exactly the same time, she was there. He stood there watching her passing by, keeping his eyes upon her, watching her fade away again. He kept running to the same crossroad for days, always at the same time, just to see her bass by, watching her fade away in the same strict business suit, smiling innocently to the setting sun.
It was one afternoon, many weeks later, that was going to be the one that would change his life forever. He was standing there, as usual, with his briefcase in his hand, waiting for her to pass by… and she did. As always, she passed in front of him, in the same business suit, smiling innocently to the setting sun, only this time, she turned her head… She looked at him, her purple eyes glowing even more, softly biting her lower lip, as she smiled on him, winking gracefully. His smile faded away in an instant, and he stood there, unable to even move, keeping his eyes pinned upon her, looking a her until his eyes could not meet her no more, feeling his heart pounding harder and faster than ever.
He crawled back home, unable to even eat, turned off the lights, and sat there in the sofa, in the protective darkness of the night, having his thoughts tuned to her alone. Hours must have passed, when he felt a gentle touch of long fingernails caressing his chest and heard a deep, warm whisper in his ear. "I know you have noticed me" said the voice, and his breath got cut! It was her! The voice came closer to his ear whispering even deeper. "Do not open your eyes" she said, and he stood there, hearing her breath in his ear, and feeling her touch over his chest, shivering from passion. He couldn't resist to the impulse to turn towards her and wrap his arms around her, kissing her, diving deep into those glowing purple oceans she has for eyes. But, when he turned his head, and opened his eyes, everything just stopped. The breathing stopped the feel of her touched vanished, like it never existed. Sweating and gasping, e turned on the lights, feeling a devouring void inside him, unable to do anything but a quick shower. He went to work the next day, counting the seconds to run, hoping to go earlier to the crossroads. He was going to talk to her tonight. And there he stood, as always. Only, she never showed up. He stayed there until nightfall, then returned to his home, completely lost from the rest of the world. He just stood there, in the sofa, hoping for her re-appearance in his dreams, as he thought they were. But she never came. The daybreak found him almost crying, still waiting for his ghostly love to return.
He went to work the next morning, unable to do anything but think about her. He found an excuse to go home earlier, and run straight back, to wait for her, in his dream world. But the days went by, and se never showed up. He quitted his job, never came out of his apartment again, always sitting in his sofa, crying out to her, praying she would return to his dreams. Until one night, she came back. She came close to him, running her long fingernails over his chest, gently caressing him, whispering to his ear again. "Open your eyes, and lose me forever" said the voice, and his heart began pounding like crazy. He knew now, that he had to keep his eyes closed. He wouldn't lose her again. He stood there, feeling her hot breath caressing his ear, as her fingernails were caressing his chest. He was in heaven! Tears of joy were running from his closed eyes, as he began gasping in the feel of her lips in his neck, almost breathless, he felt her lips gently kissing from his shoulder to his neck, and his chin. He felt her warm breath caressing his face, when she said: "Kiss me now and be mine forever", touching his lips with hers. And, having heard that, with the deepest smile he could ever have, he gasped one last time, before delivering himself to the void of oblivion … He kissed her, and he was hers forever.

 

Powerline75

Fresh Meat
Typo could as well be my middle name. Writing in English, which is NOT my native language is one reason, added to heavy smoking (half the times I type with a cigarette in my hands) and a nearly always horny cat that humps my leg won't help either
 

Powerline75

Fresh Meat
An epiphany will hit you once you help the cat climax. Not doing anything shall be deemed as animal cruelty ya'know. :shakefist:
Right... and then, she will turn into a housewife from hell... tried that to a human once, and it didn't work out at all...
 

Powerline75

Fresh Meat
uhm... I see it perfectly fine. for me at least, it's right there. in any case, I'll copy/paste it into an IM mrln.
 

p4irs

totally shitposter, with Dunning–Kruger effect
your origional post. its not there! was it something bad? was it erased? wtf?
this is the 2nd time you are having problem with that, mrln. its totally normal here and the murdered british girl too..
 
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