thoughts of an aromantic

"What's wrong with you?" he asked me. There that sentence hung in the air between us, and I remember now how I wasn't looking at him. How instead I looked up at the clouds that seemed to run faster than my thoughts. "Yeah, there's a word for it," I think I said. - lowercase intended. cover drawn by me.

The Intangible Reality

I haven't finished or edited this yet so don't have high expectations. There's two parts of the story. There's a narrator and the narrators story. I don't know what else to put in here. Roses are red He shows no remorse Santa clause is joining the terrorist force He deflects your blaster He ends your party faster Bu...