Well, I'm back sort of. Kind of lost my password and couldn't figure out how to change it. But, oh well. It's fixed now and I'm back and ready to write!
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Stories by Discolored_Polaroid
The Last Two People on Earth.
Dead set on wandering farther away with this leash tugging us back into place. I only want to feel the sweet...
The Flooding of Our Hearts
What does living the same mundane life do to someone? The same abusive, depressing, anxious life?
The Lost Wanderer
awake, head throbbing. bleeding. the sounds of the captains screams ring in my head.