i read somewhere, that your purpose is to give your life meaning Clever, i'd thought then now, never a truer thing I saw It's all experience, hands-on full throttle even when time moves at a snail's pace It's a real thing, to have died and still, be breathing, limbs moving It was/is my experience living on … Continue reading Poem: Meaning
Story contains swearing He scoops me up like one would a small sleeping child. I am neither. I scramble for bars of my cage frame but he was stronger. Thrashing wildly as I can the fucker holds on like I'm nothing. Not always a happy person, not particularly strong, but I meant something once. I … Continue reading Short story: Doctor Kebab. Shish Kebab.
This is a bit long and contains some profanity. I implore you to read it though, it's sincerely meant and for all to read. Hey, how are you? I'm writing from my desk when I could be, arguably, doing more important things. However, I believe that this may be one of the most crucial things … Continue reading An open letter to a stranger
Physical. Mental. Metaphysical. The things in the road made from friction and sub-par materials. The mines in our heads where lie some gold and plenty ghosts. The assholes that riddle the fabric of reality, a shame you can't launder character. Prompt by Little Fears