Laura Casias

What is there to really say about me? I'm looking for work and using my free time to construct the greatest novel ever known to man!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHAHAHA!!! >:)
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  • Rise Dear Sun
    Rise dear sun, rise my sons, bring the light of many days to come within reach.
  • Consumption
    Emotion she'd never experienced overwhelmed her, and she let a smile break the darkness of the night.
  • The Plunge
    I close my eyes again and feel the poison blurring my senses. A glimpse of who I want to be, and in the morning, the sobering truth.
  • Downtown
    Music was loud and Bar-B-Que and roasted corn aromated the streets. Walking down the sidewalk to Market Square from our parking on the edge of downtown, I should've known the night would end the way it did. It only took one block for the night to officially start.
  • Woman
    No other structure built by man or God could hold the weight and bear the grief like she has.
  • Alcoholism, Drug Addiction and Other Such Remembrances
    Just when I was beginning to accept the fact that the man I loved was an alcoholic, the mess of my life seemed to pour out in front of me as the beads of sweat on his forehead trickled down past his wide-open eyes. I'd never dealt with drug addiction before in my life.
  • You Don't Know It's Not Love:
    Every day becomes a constant battle between what your mind knows, what your heart feels, and what the abuser says.
  • Splitting: The Aftermath of Running (Part II)
    Letting our sick minds spill out on the dash in front of us, we laugh while gulping energy drink which becomes a sort of truth serum to us.
  • At the Office
    She screams inside herself dying to be released, to unlock the cage that holds her muse captive
  • Splitting
    I know in her eyes one of the reasons I'm going to Hell...is because as a child, I occassionally skipped out on Sunday service to stay home with my dad and watch the Dallas Cowboys play. If only Danny White knew that he contributed to my sin.

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