The trap doors of your #opaline moods catch my feet heavy everytime. I long for a stable soul who despises melancholy as much as I do. But I tend to over analyze. Watching you pay for groceries, maybe I should speak to you first before simulating a future that never was.
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Daily Flash Fiction
General FictionThis book is a rolling collection of short flash fictions which I'll be updating daily. Each story will have to incorporate one specific word every day, and that word will be identified with a hashtag in front. Enjoy!
