glimpses shared by our authors
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I don't want to be draped on billboards, pictures, museums, your living room wall. I want to be in thoughts, the distorted and the normal, penciled on napkins, memories stored ... read more -
It came to me. I hate my job. I hate the way my professional life developed and will be developing in the next few months. I don't like to come ... read more -
• Sam had ran to Kathleen and slid to her knees " Kathleen.... please don't die on me... we need you " Sam told her. Kathleen laid there on the ... read more -
·٠•●•٠· 3 апреля 2014 ·٠•●•٠· ___Я предпочитаю открыто излучать тьму, что поселилась у меня внутри, нежели делать вид, что её во мне нет. ___Существует ли возможность договориться с Богом? Есть ... read more -
I am two people. I am unapologeticaly, achingly confident. It was the number one word used to describe me by my coworkers during some long-forgotten ice breaker exercise. It might ... read more -
instructions to a lost soul mayumi olivar travel further into the dark insist on serenity insist on courage they require each other here are the things you have made they ... read more -
Dear Mother, I look into the mirror and look away from the face that looks exactly like you. How bitter is it that I have lived these years determined not ... read more -
All this time, all my life, I have wanted to be normal. I don't even know what that is. Neurotypical. Not a depressive. Not someone who can't tie her own ... read more -
I want to write write write write write. I want to tap tap tap my fingers over and over. Spell out sentences, fingers crossed. Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Friday ... read more -
Once upon a time, there was a magic mirror, a mirror that did terrible things to whoever looked into it. At first glance in the mirror, nothing would appear to ... read more
