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And so begins it
There is a fictional version of myself in my head that is tethered to the memories of what I believe many others want me to be. She has been a thorn in the base of my neck for as long … Continue reading
You will make a good wife
Every time that my parents tell me that I will make a suitable cumrag for some man, I wonder how uncouth it would be for me to crack my sternum and bleed out. Whenever the prospects of my romantic future … Continue reading
To the families of the depressed and the lost
You don’t know. Our thoughts are a constant barrage of every negative thing that we have ever had the displeasure of hearing about ourselves, true or otherwise. We are constantly plagued by the notion that orur continued existence is an … Continue reading
JDi, QHe, 10Sp
Qaos had a funny way of making you face your inadequacy. You thought you were holding Dom back, so you let them go to Huepec without you, assuring them that some time apart would do you both some good. It … Continue reading
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White onions
“What you are suggesting is, not only mad, but also extremely dangerous.”“More so than traveling via hot air balloon?” You narrowed your eyes at them, but said nothing. It was their idea to travel this way, less of a paper … Continue reading
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About face
“What are you doing for the rest of the day?” You don’t turn to them, too preoccupied with redressing.“Work.”“This evening?”“Work.”“Don’t you have any time off?” You sighed, slipping the last button in place before facing them. You didn’t realize they … Continue reading
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Ivy and Gold
“You’ve never kissed anyone before?” Their tone was incredulous, and you attempted to hide your face. “How is that possible! You dated Dicky-“” I never dated Ricky,” you told them, still trying to hide your face behind your hands. “And … Continue reading
Balloons
He staggered away from you in bewilderment. Putting his hand to his lip, you winced as he stared at the blood you’d drawn. “Did you bite me?” Their tone was incredulous. It was time for you to leave. It was … Continue reading
Degauss
Teju said that Rory’s apology was sincere. They also said that the make up was spectacular. You still insisted that you wanted space. You had to come to terms with certain truths. The meadow was the only place you could … Continue reading
Flaws
“Tell me about your markings.” They chuckled, the sound coming in as a low rumble in their chest. They shifted, so that you were eye to eye, and grabbed your wrist. You winced, clenching your fist and closing your eyes. … Continue reading
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