Wednesday, February 22

How can you work with words in your ears? They tickle and tug at you, seeping in any way they can. Like mischevious children, they vie for your attention.

Friday, February 17

Tiny hailstones tumbled through the window. I reflected on how wrong it was to be annoyed at someone for not being someone else. For reminding you of them. For having the audacity to be nice to you.

things from another time...

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other stuff by me

Unfinished Story Number One
Unfinished Story Number Two


other, superior people

Magnetic Kid Liv
The Man Who Fell Asleep
Ass Wide Open


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