100 followers?!?!

It would be extremely ironic if someone unfollows me while I’m typing this.

Who Are My People?

Who are my people? The ones I met last year? Or the ones who’ve been with me forever? Who are my people? The ones who bullshit with me? Or the ones who take none of my bullshit? Who are my people? The ones with whom I fit in? Or the ones with whom I stand…

Bad Days Ugh.

Its Friday and I’m posting really late. I know. I’m sorry. I don’t really have a story or a piece of fiction writing today actually. So I’m just going to tell you about my day. I didn’t have the best day today. Well who am I kidding really? I had a terrible day. School was…

She & He

 She loved being alone. He loved being with people. She was insensitive and rough. He was sensitive and caring.

COLORS

She saw him from the other side of the hallway. His shoulders were slightly slumped as usual, but he carried a fake aura of happiness. He smiled and waved at all his friends, evidently not seeing her. She was the only one who truly saw him, but he never saw her anymore. He didn’t see…