“Ain’t my fault it’s not my destiny to be some child laborer in a sweatshop. I’m still going to enjoy… Read more “You Can’t Say Anything Anymore” (And Probably Never Should Have)
Month: August 2025
All My Emojis Are All I Have
The effort it takes now to actually form a written sentence in response to someone who themselves managed to “craft”… Read more All My Emojis Are All I Have
Writers With No Readers
Lonely people write, I realize that. People that feel they’re never listened to “in real life.” For God knows what… Read more Writers With No Readers
The Bathroom at the Beach
There are two kinds of bathrooms at the beach. Obviously, the water itself (for it’s no secret that the ocean… Read more The Bathroom at the Beach
The Transmogrification of Helena Briars
There is something traitorous about the people you’re close to getting older. Shifting their shape before your very eyes—gradually, then… Read more The Transmogrification of Helena Briars
Riding With a Demon Spawn
The bus experience is, of course, never pleasant. That isn’t the word that any seasoned city dweller or “townsperson,” would… Read more Riding With a Demon Spawn
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