Of Life & Wake Up Calls
“Writers are pretentious fucks!” He spat this at me. Right in the middle of an outrageous fight. And I laughed. “J......
6 Years Ago
Stop.
You tell me to stop So instead I type Because to stop would mean That this world is fine And it’s okay to accept it Just t......
7 Years Ago
Hadness
That feeling of hadness. The inevitable low after the high. That moment when everything is so beautiful, so perfect that you walk aro......
7 Years Ago
Monsoons and Shit
Monsoons are back. So this post had to be. That annoyed post grumbling about this sewer of a city we love to wade through every da......
7 Years Ago
Serendipity
“I believe in Fate.” She said, smiling at him, her heart beating hard against her rib cage. He was the One , she could feel it in he......
7 Years Ago
Satan
She squinted at Botticelli’s replica hanging on the wall in front of her, trying hard to concentrate in the midst of the storm brewi......
7 Years Ago
