If money was the root of all evil, then wine must surely be a close second. Jasper gazed through the rosy depths o...

Wine makes you drunk if you drink too much. I like wine. Its like grape juice with alcohol. They should put it in jui...

Wine. Specifically, white. She hated white wine. She wanted red. The buzzing warm feeling was building. Building the ...

"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...

There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...

Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...

Until now, she'd never thought of herself as pretty. The purple satin fabric reaching her feet. Hair tied up beautifu...

She looked in the mirror and thought about that one guy. The guy who always smiled her way. The only person every to ...

Not really that pretty But lovely Strong flowing She sat on the beach watching the last sunset We were tense and sa...

I stare at the row of perfect houses resting on the perfectly manicured lawns beneath a perfectly blue sky by perfect...

I found the ring on the bowling green. Slipped in my back pocket for later as I was in the middle of the tournament. ...

Set down the light set it down anywhere The pure clean of a random weeknight on the coach staring at the white ceili...