Oh those knives

The original name for this story was going to be called “Over again” but when I read it to my teacher he said that I should change the name to “oh those knives”.Alright here’s the start: It seems like I don’t have a real purpose here on Earth, alive.But other people swear that I do.Continue reading “Oh those knives”

“No one” is (t)here.

I went driving the other night to listen to music and just to look for things that might not be there. It was only around eleven p.m. and no one was outside, or inside. The gas station was closed, out of all the years I’ve been here, I’ve never seen the gas station closed atContinue reading ““No one” is (t)here.”

Would You Still Love Me

The thing is, I don’t even know myself. I’m always forcing at least one thing around each individual person. But what if the person I designed for your being suddenly wasn’t who you thought I was anymore? I would like to see your image of my design. And I would like to see your thoughts.Continue reading “Would You Still Love Me”