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- Votes 33
- Parts 8
- Time 1h 23m
Ongoing, First published Jul 26, 2015
My name is Aspen. I am 22 years old. I live alone, no significant other. I am a well-known author, whose specialty is making addictively bitter stories, but I'm pretty good at other genres too. I have a pen name which is COLOR. I do not have a family.... that would admit it in front of my father. I like things that are sweet, small, cute, and things that are kind. I was disowned at the age of 17 years old. I like guys over women, any kind of relations aside from 'friends' have caused misery in my life. I am also mute. So along those lines and I'll be completely honest here, it was probably the stupidest choice I could have ever made, taking in a man that was dead drunk in the middle of the street, completely messed up as if he'd been in a fight- not the safest thing to do. I had tried to just pull him out of the road so he wouldn't get run over by a car and leave him under a stoop in case it rained but as it was, my feet only took me about a block before turning us around and marching back to the guy. It was like I was possessed. I suppose I'm in for a long ride of anxiety, confusion, and one sided love. Again.All Rights Reserved
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