Can't put your arms around a memory - ProloguePhil's POVI slam the door to my bedroom, ignoring the pleads of my mother and let myself fall forwards onto my bed ungracefully. I cover my ears with a pillow, muffling her voice until her voices dies down and I can hear her footsteps walking away, defeated.It's not that I don't appreciate my mum and everything she's done for me, it's just that she doesn't understand that I need time alone. It doesn't make me a freak, contrary to my psychiatrist's beliefs, or mean I'm planning anything. It's just my way of dealing with things.Nobody understands me any more, not that they did in the first place, but at least back then I had one person th
Kickthestickz - But It's Better If You Do"You don't love me anymore," PJ exclaimed as Chris waltzed into the room, wearing a crisp white dress shirt and a determined look. "Stop with that, babe, you're paranoid," Chris said, unable to meet the other's eyes as he checked his appearance in the mirror."What am I supposed to think? Every night you go out with your friends to those... Illegal strip clubs!""I told you before, babe, I ain't going to no illegal clubs." Chris said, waving his arms to emphasise his annoyance. "I gotta go to work to pay for this dumpy apartment, now stop your complaining because I gotta go," "No, don't go," PJ whined, taking hold of the front of Chris' shi