It was cold and the night air chilled them as they said their final goodbyes. Zack was going to disappear to Florida with his family the next day, and Trish was going to stay there left in her pethitic misery. Her breath and lips were cold as she reached up to reach his kiss, their… Continue reading Living to Die
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Ramblings of a poor soul
These writings are kind of abstract, in the style of stream of consciousness… Fear no more fear of death only a welcome embrace that I am not worthy of a splinter a loaded gun a crimson knife oh god what have I done selfishness you’ll be rid of me and I wont be missed no… Continue reading Ramblings of a poor soul