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regardless of how special you make me feel, i'm still just a number
reality. by majorthird
Hero fought dragons. Hero jumped cliffs. Hero circumnavigated the globe on a 10-man ship. Princess sat. Princess stood. Princess balanced books to make her posture good. Farm boy grew strong
Usual Suspects by AnnaNoh
Mature Content Warning
The Legend of the Streaker by MillieBee
God, I wish she would stop smiling. I hadn't been prepared for this. I didn't think today, of all days. Oh my God, I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. "You're the first person I've ever broug
Meet The Parents by lalalaurie
Everything I want to write about you ends up sounding trite, you were my myth, my angel, my greatest imaginary friend the words no longer flow, my eyes have grown too tired, my heart too slo
untitled by prushim
it is infinitely easier to be loved than to love. you can just sit there and let all the affection come your way. it is harder to open yourself up and allow that sitting person to have a gla
some things we all know by puddlesplashers
There once was a girl who was born from a stone. Her hair was stone. Her face was stone. Her eyes and her feet and her knees and her hands were stone. Her ears were stone, too, but she had v
A Star for a Heart by kingtut98
My old room was far away as I blasted across the Antarctic wilderness, my only companions were the team of highly skilled proboscis monkeys pulling my sled, and Uguaua—the most beautiful bon
My Vegetable Love by kingtut98
Losing you, was like losing my thumbs. I can't grasp a thing without you.
Good Bye Thumbs. Hello Shitty. by xSheEatsStarsx
The sun rises on another day just like it had the day before. Get up. Go to work. Come home, eat. Sleep. I wish I were Dorothy. Then, with Toto in hand, I would sail across the rainbow away
Somewhere Over the Rainbow by evilredcaboose
sonja, sonja--siren dear: lips like satin whisper in my ear. gone overboard and run aground; no brine to hold me in or down. silk and salt lay on my tongue as touch burns down the setting su
conch shell woman by Inconspicuous54
“Gnomes.” he said but it wasn’t quite gnomes, that vanished the spoons, and the watch, and the shiny brass candlestick from the kitchen table. squirrels maybe, or maybe— “Gnomes!” but for ce
Gnomes by TheJuggler
I live with a burden no confession can cleanse. The burning inside leaves me panting at night, alone in the dark, the screams daring to creep past my lips. I swallow them, I kill them, I wil
Scar by Litteratura
Laughing Corpses Grip the earth in their sleep Their bones at ease Remind me of Everything Important Etchings of names and dates on their markers So formal, So tidy. Makes the individual sig
Laughing Corpses by ABOUNDandDRIFTING
Read Chapter 1 first please! (or not, you know...) --------------------------------------------------------------------------- I didn’t know what compelled me so much. Nonetheless, there I
A Beat Book: Chapter 2 by MeteoricIndigo