Hi dearest readers,
I just wanna let you know that my other story is now up with the Prologue. You may check it out in my profile :))
Thank you again so much for the continuous love you've given to ASL (more add to library and votes and even follows omg!!!).
Now, I think some of you might be wondering if the second book is a sequel to this one? But, NO.
Blind Curve is a stand alone and a more youthful story than ASL. Although, will Joseph or Chelle makes an appearance? 👀.
Anyways, if you're still reading up to here then you have all my love. See you at the curve, dearest ;)
Love,
Rie
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Noise.
So much LOUD noise.
So much noise coming from outside my room's door. People celebrating yet another start of the year.
I don't get it. What's there to celebrate? Why is the passing of one year such a huge difference? It's just basically time slipping by and us getting closer to our deaths. And why can't mine come soon?
I seriously need a fast forward button because I wanna cut to the chase already with all this life bull we're fed and born into.
Fireworks.
I hear them, too bad that I can't enjoy the visuals as I'm stuck here clutching at my chest, at the corner of my bed, trying hard to breathe. What a pity.
5...4...3...2...I dry-heave, my sight blurs and my vision narrows. I clutch on my blanket as it comes and I welcome it with open arms.
Darkness. Then, peace.
Happy New Year, indeed.
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Asymptotic Love Story
Short StoryJust like those asymptotes that don't touch lines yet are so close to them. We were close to achieving forever but that will forever now be an ALMOST.