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FML Chapter Eight Arthur's POV 6 The End. The night air was cool and the sky was dark.  I didn't care much for the music they were playing, it didn't suit my tastes.  Or maybe my mind was just too occupied.  As soon as we arrived, Francis ran off in search for Toni, and I was left to wonder on my own, through the crowds of people, groupings of families picnicing in the grass; fists jammed in my pockets, I finally found my way under an uninhabited tree, and sat down on one of the raised roots, my knee lifted towards my chest, hands folded around my shin. Everyone was celebrating and joyous for the uplifting concert again.  I could've ea

FML Chapter Six Arthur's POV There's that moment in your life where everything just seems right.  You don't feel so much hatred for the fucked up world, and the only thing that matters is that one person who you never would've gave second glance to if they never approached you to begin with.  Concerts could be live-altering, for the better it seems, until the worst of it comes and bites you in the ass.  Perfect is a fairytale word, never to be described for real life.  And once it finally seems to actually apply to your real life, especially when your life is normally chaotic and hellish, then you should automatically start to assume the

FML Chapter Three Alfred's POV 1 I never really thought myself much of a thinker.  All of my grades were crap because I didn't "live up to my full potential," and I couldn't focus too long on a book because, let's face it, who could really stare at a page for too long?  I just didn't get reading, or every other subject, so I figured I didn't have to think much on it, which I guess caused me to throw thinking out the window altogether, but man, now I couldn't stop.  It was kind of freaking me out. Holly brought me to a concert sometime during the week, I think it was a Tuesday, and then he left me while I trie