It's funny the bits of memory we retain, and when they decide to come bubbling to the surface. First slowly and then suddenly all at once. You were on the bus, yet I don't remember if you were coming or going. The carrier vessel for mass dump and grab. You inked my sub (no more … Continue reading Barcab driver
And her song is my song. I never knew the words until now. I mean, I knew the words but not the song. I'm learning this particular melody and with every repetition I'm learning to love me... maybe...
The only spirit I want to house within me is my own. God sounds like a necromancer. . I'm broken and I need Nothing. I need no one. Or rather, I need too much. I hate that I need anything at all. If it takes forever, I'll die trying to abstain. . Where did all … Continue reading I will not be possessed
She slammed the empty glass down on the kitchen counter and wiped the cordial from her mouth. "Ready?" He places his empty glass besides hers. "Heck, yeah." They ran through the kitchen doorway, down the narrow hall and out through the front door. Their bicycles were baking out on the dry lawn. They straightened up … Continue reading Your friendly neighbourhood occupants 1
"The world may not revolve around me," he said, "but I could go super nova at any minute."
Ha ha ha. Omg I had to draw this up now before I effing forgot. It's 1.20am 7th March, but I had this figured out about 8 hours ago. Cards I drew the morning of 6th March. I must share the fruit of my knowledge lest it rot and decay what I have tried to … Continue reading 11 IS THE GATE