The scent it omits, the haven it creates, the loving, open arms. Why won't you give in? Accept defeat, it's better this way. Taste the colours and feel the relief.
Climb high and leave this dark, hellish abyss behind you. Join us at our mighty banquet, gorge yourself beyond compare.
Dance until you fall and drink until you feel. Leave behind your obsessions, your fears and your prejudices. Be happy. Be free.
Our feast is for all who wish it. We share freely and expect naught in return, only the expulsion of your detrimentally obsessive thoughts, those of image and shame.
Join us and be free. Join us and live. Join us and be your one true yourself. Feed your weary bones, feel once again the warmth of a full stomach.
Accept defeat, it's better this way.
You know you cannot win.
You will not win.
Just give up.
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Short stories👌👌
Historia CortaJust a bunch of poorly written shorts stories that I have laying around... have fun I guess haha
