misadventures

misadventures

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lotus was named after an comic book character from the 80s. and she relates to the character, unfortunately. luna's a boy. he doesn't mind that people mistake him for a girl because of his name. at least, he doesn't say so. they bond over vague memories and ashtrays that are older than their great grandparents. feminist rallies happen and they scream their lungs out at the ocean in a storm that rages like the anger that runs through their veins. the stars do not answer prayers. but who does? this is the question that is asked over and over again. who has any right to get an answer? the true meaning of insignificance is discovered. a/n: Misadventures is totally and completely my property, so please do not plagiarize or copy any of my writing. Thank you. also i'm rewriting this because what was i thinking why did i write it in 1st person
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They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

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