Stories Published:

In the streets[corpsekkuno]✓
The Good, The Bad, And The Ones In Love [corpsekkuno]
I wouldn't love you enough[harry styles]✓
Million words[larry stylinson]


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Writing is safe to me somehow. Because my pencil cannot stutter like my lips do, and words get stuck in my throat. I can trap my words inside my mouth, not fingertips. I can't stumble on paper, trails of blue lines. Because writing is definite and clear. I can express myself, pour my soul out on the paper. And people will know if I was crying while I wrote. Not because of the tears smearing the letters; but because of the depth of the words and the feelings attached to them. My feelings stick with the words and paper because I have nobody - not a soul - to listen to my whining. Paper does have more patience than people. And maybe the tattoos on my skin are more than just random drawings.

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Okay love you bye
xx r