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Written By: PMS Cheetah
Edited By: PMS R0BYN H00D



The evening went pretty normal, but it took everything out of me not to tell my mom about the letter. She’s the one person that knows every little thing about me, of whom I’ve met in “real life”; it’s strange. I pretended to sleep at ten o’clock. Even if I tried to sleep there was no way I could because my mind was racing a million miles per minute.
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Today, I find out my dog is dying. I have a brown and white chihuahua. My ex sent me a message today and said that my dog is dying. He won't eat and he won't drink. He's so skinny. I can see his ribs. He can barely walk. He can't get under the blanket by himself anymore. He's so weak.. He's my baby. Achilles is my baby. My little brown fuzzy kiwi. I can't lose him. I can't do anything. I don't have the money for the vet. The vet isn't even open on Sunday. I can't take him to the pet hospital. It's...

Written By: PMS Cheetah
Edited By: PMS R0BYN H00D

As some would say, I’m not the normal teenage girl. I like to play video games, especially when they are online. It’s something I learned from my brother and decided to pick up. My Dad got me my first console, because I kept hitting my brother every time I died. Fun times, fun times.

However, my parents are divorced; that tends to create a huge rift between people sometimes. I live with my mom, but there are...

If you're heavily into PC shooters and the online community that goes with them, then you'll likely have heard about Arma II, the hyper-realistic military shooter. There's now a mod out for the game called Day Z, which takes most of Arma II's realism and transplants it into the world of a zombie apocalypse. That's right - Left 4 Dead meets Fallout meets Arma II. It couldn't be any better.

Day Z is an unforgiving game at the best of times, so if you're used to the relative safety nets...

Recently broke up with my boyfriend. I was tired of him treating me like crap. I was tired of his drinking. He's basically an alcoholic. Tired of everything. Today he talks to me for the last time, trying to make me feel like crap. Know what? I don't. I don't feel like crap. He's blaming everything on me. I'm not going to take it anymore. I'm thinking more and more than I'm glad it's done. It's been over for months, but I made the step to make it official. It was a good 4 years but.. I just.. I...