Glad
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Was there an unspoken law in the universe that did not allow him to be glad just for the heck of it?
Jessie leaned his back fully against the wooden bench outside of his town's church. He found himself smiling for no reason. He was not a religious man but even those who...
Reason
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Her mind was always clouded with thoughts.
Even when she had nothing to think of, nothing pressing to do, nothing important to ponder upon, her mind wandered to places that provided no answers for her.
Is there a real sense of belonging in this world? It always...
A little update for everyone!
So, I've joined Flirty February in case y'all don't stalk me and I'd love to share what I wrote because it's kinda close to home.
Flirty February 2019 - Ol' timer
The characters from the story were actually based off of my uncle and aunt. Their names were...
Strings
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Literally my first ranting piece, DJBVKJDBV. A ranting piece that can be seen from a certain point of view, I guess. Artistic ranting.
He didn't know how to articulate his feelings into words. Whenever he tried to, words jumble up like a ball of loose string. He tries...
Relax, it's all in your head
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My lips are chapped and my shirt is drenched with sweat,
My palms are shaking, my knees buckling for the worry they undertake.
I feel the heat from the closed-up room,
Despite feeling the breeze of the air-con being loomed.
I take a seat on the...
Iced Tea
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The wind rustled the few dried leaves that were left unswept on the porch.
It was evening now and the sun wasn't a cool orange that slowly faded into a purple gradient before blending in with black. It was just...there. It stared back at Mina as she reached over a...
UNO
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"Your turn."
Blue 3.
Minhee couldn't help but frown visibly at the card that was placed on the pile of previously drawn cards. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" She asked the shorter player that was seated in front of her and all that was given as a response was a...
Friends?
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He was a sight for sore eyes-- that tousled up raven-coloured hair, dark brown eyes that were the shape of....oatmeal bowls? His nose was alright, Caleb guessed. He couldn't tell the beauty difference between noses if he were honest.
His lips were any person's lips--...
tbh, i don't know what the heck this is but like, hah.
anyways, i guess this will be a thread of mine that'll be used for creative writings of sorts that are not related to rps (maybe, idk). it might include trash from prompts created or maybe even rants but either way, it's a thing.
feel...