Rosetintedglasses Stories

Everyone is born with a name on each wrist. One for your soulmate and one for your enemy. No one can discern which is which until you meet them. The people who's soulma...

Just some short stories

This poem is about my experience with having to cut a childhood friend out my life because they're toxic

WARNING: Contains depictions of suicide, deaths, and trauma. Do not read if you are sensitive to these things. "Min" (Minerva) Robin is going to a new school...