the miscellaneous musings of a twenty-something human.
Sometimes, it’s life and death.
There’s this moment, where you know, without a doubt, that it’s the end.
You’re helpless.
But until your last breath, all you can do is fight. Fight for your pride because you refuse to be one of those assholes who give up and leave the battle.
You. Can. Do. This. Continue reading “Short Story 31”
To the girl where my love lies,
I am writing this letter to you because today was a depressing day, I saw you go to the police station, and I am hurt by your betrayal.
I suppose it all begins the day I met you. All I wanted to do was absorb your long dark brown hair, and honey eyes. When I first saw you at the supermarket I felt an instant connection. I didn’t even need to talk to you, to see the pure radiance and beauty that you constantly emit. You’re like a star that is so brilliant in its luminance, that others get scorned at the mere sight of you. I mean, I’m not one to pay attention to girls, but you…you my love are without a doubt the exception to the rule. Continue reading “Short Story 13”
I stood there in the street, blankly staring at people I don’t recognise. Quietly watching as mothers shoo their kids along, shielding them from the spectacle that is me. I’m pretty sure if I was in their shoes I would do the same. I mean, I’m not wearing shoes, I’m dirty, covered in dried blood and dirt; I must look like a desperate homeless person. Continue reading “Short Story 7”
naomi eleanor 