The Spat

‘Get the fuck out of my life!’ she growled. ‘I am tired of you, your delusional debates, your filthy mind, and your hideous appearance. I just want to get rid of you. So for your own sake, get out of my fucking life!’ ‘You won’t find solace in this contaminated world, Amelia. Here I am;... Continue Reading →

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Nothingness and the visage of strength

It began to rain after a long era of warmth. I stood underneath exposing my bareness, drenching myself. There was a unique purple tinge on the clouds I had never seen before. I searched for my belongings, my clothes, but I couldn’t find them. I began walking ahead to embrace the roughness of the gruesome... Continue Reading →

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