glimpses shared by our authors
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There's something about 5 a.m. Vacant. Stripped. Delightfully devastating. It's a uniquely vulnerable time when one can admit anything and not be responsible for it. The rising sun doesn't mind ... read more -
The day started like most day would. I woke up, eat, sleep, try to work, and repeat. I feel..depressed..it's weak...and it's wrong. We work through it, or at least don't ... read more -
Dana was a friend of mine. She had lanky blonde hair and flesh like partially kneaded dough. Dana wasn't big on fashion, so her clothes hung from her misshapen body ... read more -
sometimes i forget im breathing and i have to remind myself im alive. i can get so caught up with life that i forget im breathing. sometimes i get caught ... read more -
I'm angry. I am really fucking pissed off. I want to hit somebody. I want to hit some bodies. You are not even reading this and understanding what I am ... read more -
As I walk down the beach, I pass the spot where my parents kissed and remember it fondly, if a little sadly. My relationship with my parents is good and ... read more -
He tells me, this boy who had kissed me only the day before, that he is sorry, but we can no longer play together. My heart breaks. I cry in ... read more -
Back to life, back to reality. Gone are my whimsical days spent galavanting around a tropical paradise, lost in a dream I didn't want to wake up from. Almost a ... read more -
Całodobowe supermarkety po zmroku mają swój niepowtarzalny klimat. To chyba superpozycja narkoleptycznie piętrzących się rzeczy na półkach i ludzkiej nieobecności przyczynia się do takiego ich odbioru. Okazjonalni klienci to dziwne ... read more -
"I touched the world, felt the sun. I know the best is yet to come undone" It's a good song me thinks. I'm still in my pj's I look like ... read more
