“Lady, Get Over Yourself”
Unmake the scars that I bear. Those lingering memories of rejection. Unmake me. Undo the tears, the crying done in my father’s arms, the restless nights, the isolation and the fear. Strip me bare and unmake into a babe unmarked by life. Erase my name, forget my face and undo the scars that make me […]
That’s what they called him.
The noise…it scratches
Sunday’s story is now out~ See, i’ve been consistent :3 No more hiatuses!…hopefully. This video is special, as it’s read in my horrible southern accent lol Feel free to like and subscribe! Next week will either be a YouTube exclusive, meaning I won’t post the prose, or an exprimental piece of audio horror I really […]
This story is about the last time I ever sold chocolate Part II.