Sep
17
2014

I’m waiting to greet you 2

Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/JACK WHITE FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.pt/2014/09/im-waiting-to-greet-you-2.html

I’m waiting to greet you 2

Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/JACK WHITE FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.pt/2014/09/im-waiting-to-greet-you-2.html

Sep
16
2014

I’m waiting to greet you 2
Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.

We never gambled over her openly, but we had once started a game of yatzee, rolling dice, wine and whiskey scattered on the floor and his eyes glued to mine, his fingers touching mine with every dice roll, maybe the candy on the bottom of the bag is the one most chosen, because it was on the beginning. 

But he had kissed her, when she had rejected me, when he rejected me, it’s a spiral of rejection and the pick and mix never seems to run out and he keeps rolling the dice.
READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/JACK WHITE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

I’m waiting to greet you 2

Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.


We never gambled over her openly, but we had once started a game of yatzee, rolling dice, wine and whiskey scattered on the floor and his eyes glued to mine, his fingers touching mine with every dice roll, maybe the candy on the bottom of the bag is the one most chosen, because it was on the beginning. 


But he had kissed her, when she had rejected me, when he rejected me, it’s a spiral of rejection and the pick and mix never seems to run out and he keeps rolling the dice.

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE/JACK WHITE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Sep
15
2014

LET’S NOT KNOW WHAT LOVE IS
The hospital is always clean and is spacious.And every time I recall it the rug changes, along with the reasons why I’m there.I just sit there, the clock always still, sometimes I walk up to it, as the receptionist stares at me, sometimes he or she don’t even do anything, they just watch me grow to my height and play with the hands so that they’re straight on three a.m.I went to the hospital at night.I remember how I was shaken up to be there to go to a nurse.And the nurse’s face changes every time, depending on which red hair or not, caught my eye.She has pink hair.Maybe if she’d wash it a bit more it would fade into red.Sometimes after a bit of drinking into the morning it’s Karen smiling with a big knife, she liked cooking and big knives. 
READ MORE JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

LET’S NOT KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

The hospital is always clean and is spacious.

And every time I recall it the rug changes, along with the reasons why I’m there.

I just sit there, the clock always still, sometimes I walk up to it, as the receptionist stares at me, sometimes he or she don’t even do anything, they just watch me grow to my height and play with the hands so that they’re straight on three a.m.

I went to the hospital at night.

I remember how I was shaken up to be there to go to a nurse.

And the nurse’s face changes every time, depending on which red hair or not, caught my eye.

She has pink hair.

Maybe if she’d wash it a bit more it would fade into red.

Sometimes after a bit of drinking into the morning it’s Karen smiling with a big knife, she liked cooking and big knives. 

READ MORE JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

Sep
14
2014

I’m waiting to greet you 2
Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.
READ MORE JACK WHITE/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

I’m waiting to greet you 2

Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.

READ MORE JACK WHITE/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

Sep
14
2014

grasp THE sanity: I'm waiting to greet you 2

YES, I KNOW THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SHORT STORY, BUT GUESS WHAT

I SHIP THEM :D

Jack White is more than a game and sometimes I feel like I am the dice they both roll and both have different tastes and neither of them are licorice yet they are the sweets in the aisle which seems to have to many to choose from. And I’ve watched him as we both get our hair trimmed and see how his curls fall and I know that mine will grow the same way it did, my dye takes longer and it takes a while for his to fall and mine to be renewed and I feel like our age is switched, the tired look in his eyes make him more ready to gamble while my age just wants a roof, yet we still walk out, both newly cut and he can’t help but look at me.

READ MORE JACK WHITE/JAMIE HINCE/ALISON MOSSHART LOVE TRIANGLE FANFICTION HERE

Sep
11
2014

THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT JACK WHITE 5
“What else do you want to know about Jack White?” I ask Agyness blowing out the smoke into the open window raised halfway in the apartment we share for this week as a brief redoing is going on in ours and Agyness hurls out smoke from her nose, looking at me and poking out her tongue, her cheeks blushing.

“How was the sex?” She asks and inhales from my cigarette.

“Good.” I laugh, blowing up to cover the stars and she rubs her fingers against my shoulderbaldes, leaning closer with her fingers, past my bra and onto my waist, hooking her fingers into the hemline and licking my neck. The former model kisses it softly, resting her eyes against my neck, counting the hairs.

“Better?” She nuzzles on me and I shiver slightly of the thought and I hear a mixture of our chuckles.

“I dunno. I guess.” I throw out the cigarette and Agyness leans back, waiting for a more comprehend reply and I just light a cigarette.
READ MORE JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT JACK WHITE 5

“What else do you want to know about Jack White?” I ask Agyness blowing out the smoke into the open window raised halfway in the apartment we share for this week as a brief redoing is going on in ours and Agyness hurls out smoke from her nose, looking at me and poking out her tongue, her cheeks blushing.


“How was the sex?” She asks and inhales from my cigarette.


“Good.” I laugh, blowing up to cover the stars and she rubs her fingers against my shoulderbaldes, leaning closer with her fingers, past my bra and onto my waist, hooking her fingers into the hemline and licking my neck. The former model kisses it softly, resting her eyes against my neck, counting the hairs.


“Better?” She nuzzles on me and I shiver slightly of the thought and I hear a mixture of our chuckles.


“I dunno. I guess.” I throw out the cigarette and Agyness leans back, waiting for a more comprehend reply and I just light a cigarette.

READ MORE JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

Sep
10
2014

The Blunderbuss Angel said The Union is Forever

Today is the last day you can sleep with a man or woman.

The crowd wants it, he loves the crowd, the crowd loves him back, but it doesn’t, the crowd is no one.

“Jack the crowd is no one.” I say to him, the concert still behind my eyes and my ears, I’m deaf, blind and fed to death.

I flick the lighter and I throw it up to catch the flame and never burn myself.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2012/06/blunderbuss-angel-said-union-is-forever.html

The Blunderbuss Angel said The Union is Forever

Today is the last day you can sleep with a man or woman.

The crowd wants it, he loves the crowd, the crowd loves him back, but it doesn’t, the crowd is no one.

“Jack the crowd is no one.” I say to him, the concert still behind my eyes and my ears, I’m deaf, blind and fed to death.

I flick the lighter and I throw it up to catch the flame and never burn myself.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2012/06/blunderbuss-angel-said-union-is-forever.html

Sep
6
2014

I CAN’T WAIT 7
Love intertwines, love bonds and love breaks.

I didn’t know if she wanted me to break the jar of feelings and let it shatter or write her a love letter instead.

The realization that she truly loves someone else scares me and now I can’t picture her face once I reach the bed, pulling the covers strictly over wishing I could put something to play and lull my thoughts, let me descend into some painful slumber which I can’t control but I will have the diazepam pill there, while here I’m naked. 

It keeps getting worse that I stalk his Facebook and I see his face and I wonder when will they be listed as dating, when she will dye her nails in front of him and I actually feel like putting both of us in a line, facing a mirror so that I can see what exactly I’m missing.

He starts getting me mad and seeing Alison is usually me staring outside at the window and she never bothers me and I never bother her. We don’t talk. All is trimmed and lost and forgotten. 
READ MORE EARLY JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

I CAN’T WAIT 7

Love intertwines, love bonds and love breaks.


I didn’t know if she wanted me to break the jar of feelings and let it shatter or write her a love letter instead.


The realization that she truly loves someone else scares me and now I can’t picture her face once I reach the bed, pulling the covers strictly over wishing I could put something to play and lull my thoughts, let me descend into some painful slumber which I can’t control but I will have the diazepam pill there, while here I’m naked. 


It keeps getting worse that I stalk his Facebook and I see his face and I wonder when will they be listed as dating, when she will dye her nails in front of him and I actually feel like putting both of us in a line, facing a mirror so that I can see what exactly I’m missing.


He starts getting me mad and seeing Alison is usually me staring outside at the window and she never bothers me and I never bother her. We don’t talk. All is trimmed and lost and forgotten. 

READ MORE EARLY JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

Aug
26
2014

I’M WAITING TO GREET YOU
It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy

and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough

and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-
READ MORE JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

I’M WAITING TO GREET YOU

It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy


and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough


and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-

READ MORE JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

Aug
24
2014

THUNDER WITH A HEAVY RIFF
I’ve chewed all my chewing gum already and all I’m left is trying to clear off all the jelly, before the battery dies and I’m left alone, hoping that I don’t look ridiculous without a phone in my hands, after all, I should charge my phone more often rather than recall it and see a few days later that no one reached me and that’s why people kept visiting me with boxes of beer. Maybe they had thought I was dead and that would explain things. 

And then I see a tall man exit in a blue hat with a black feather, sticking out. He seems to stretch out to check if there’s any rain and I just keep staring at him and he makes me want to check if it is raining myself. I copy his move, not knowing why and he notices me. 

Grand.

He asks me for a cigarette and I wonder how awkward each of us are trying to be, but enough, I drop the act and I nod.

READ MORE JACK WHITE FANFICTION HERE

THUNDER WITH A HEAVY RIFF

I’ve chewed all my chewing gum already and all I’m left is trying to clear off all the jelly, before the battery dies and I’m left alone, hoping that I don’t look ridiculous without a phone in my hands, after all, I should charge my phone more often rather than recall it and see a few days later that no one reached me and that’s why people kept visiting me with boxes of beer. Maybe they had thought I was dead and that would explain things. 

And then I see a tall man exit in a blue hat with a black feather, sticking out. He seems to stretch out to check if there’s any rain and I just keep staring at him and he makes me want to check if it is raining myself. I copy his move, not knowing why and he notices me. 

Grand.

He asks me for a cigarette and I wonder how awkward each of us are trying to be, but enough, I drop the act and I nod.

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