Post by vinniegorge2 on May 9, 2010 20:51:19 GMT -5
i must confess ,
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i’m in love with my own sins ![/i][/b][/size][/font]
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It was a slow growing hunger that grew from the pit of Vinnie's stomach. It not just told him that he needed to get some food, but gave him stomach pain's from not eating before drinking down seven or eight beers from the previous night. Mostly signs from a hangover. That wad not only noticeable from the sluggish way he walked or from him gripping his abdominal in pain to the dark rims around his eye's. Now the only thing on his mind except wondering what happened last night which was as black as night. The only thing Vinnie wanted now was some food to feel the empty void in his stomach. So what was better than food, but had the same lasting effect and maybe even better. Coffee and right now that was the only thing on his mind as the soft chime of the bell rang in his ears as the door open as he walked into the nearest cafe.
"you're talking!"
Vinnie could feel the eye's of just about everyone in the cafe watching him as if they knew about his last night sins that he did not. He seemed to walk even slower with out realizing it cause it only took him longer than usual to reach the counter which was only about five feet from the door, but everything seem to be moving slower and not just him. It made Vinnie sink back farther into his jacket afraid to look at the eye'd burning into his back as he waited in line for his order. Hating their looks as if they could see all his dirty sins or imperfections. Shuffling from one foot to another, looking around the cafe threw his dark rimmed sun-glassed that blocked out the light that would make is already bad headache worse. It only seemed forever as finally the cashier would be able to get Vinnie's order as he taped his fingers on the granite as he waited impatiently for the worker to get done with the customer before him. The cashier was a small blond only a few ages younger than Vinnie. With a really high voice, the sound of a dying mouse. That rang in his ears that not only gave him a worse headache, but also made him cringe at the sound. " How may I take Your order" It came out faster than normal and almost slurred. Vinnie didn't look up from the counter as he gave his order, slowly rubbing his temples, trying his best to get rid of the pain pulsing threw his brain.
"someone else is talking!"
He ordered a double mocha carmel latte with extra whip cream as quickly as possible before walking fast towards the the table in the far back, avoiding the stares. Taking a seat in the far right in the back near the window that viewed pedestrians walking by. Vinnie pulled the seat out from under the table and sat down with a loud thud from his body weight. Letting his eye's avoid most of the sun peering in threw the window. Sipping in the hot liquid ignoring the burning sensation in his throat. Spacing out to create his own quiet to get rid of the seeping pain in his forehead and temples. Softly smiling when the nots untangled in his stomach.
"Vinnie!!"
He groaned as he heard the voice which brought back most his headache and everything else just as worse. He half peered over his shoulder trying his best to see who had a loud enough voice to bring all the eye's of the cafe onto themselves. He didn't put to much thought into it before turning back around and waiting the persons arrival at the edge of his table only thinking. " Shit"
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THIS THREAD IS finished.
AND IT’S FOR Anyone!!
AS FOR WORDS, WE HAVE 665
THE LYRICS ARE FROM america’s suitehearts by fall out boy.
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