Celebrate yourself and sing yourself in the now that is composed of forever, and in that now of forever; listen to your heart and the old bray in it saying to you "I am. I am. I am."
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Stories by Jocelyn Rouselle
My western writing piece
This is a small piece I wrote, I wrote this western to see if I could write one, I write small pieces of this...
My Cosmic-Horror writing piece
This is a small writing piece I wrote when I was having a conversation with a good friend of mine about how s...
Aden Feline
This story is a short story about my abusive mother(who shall not be named), it's not really anything lewd, o...