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i can nearly give myself gooseflesh on command just by thinking certain thoughts, what a useless talent

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rarely accessed memory #322

one night while he was out i decided i wanted to ‘have fun’ too but couldn’t decide if drinking alone would actually be enjoyable. after walking to the closest bar and immediately turning back around to go home i decided to sit at the bus stop for a little while. i nervously decided to strike up a conversation with the man sitting next to me, i asked him if he thought drinking alone was ‘worth it’  and i felt vaguely sad when the bus came and he left.

par thorns à 11359895253 en voVIuYqP.


it’s always fun when someone uses my shower and after they leave i go into the bathroom and notice that the towels have been sorted through in an attempt to find the least obviously blood-stained one

par thorns à 11300921522 en bmiqkrVz.


'blind faith'


letting strangers sleep in my bed seems to have become a recurring theme in my life and a recurring theme among the strangers would seem to be that none of them ever listen to me.

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walking through the park one night, something faintly otherworldly in the crisp air, reaching the tennis court where what i thought was a haunted house was actually a beer sampling. ironic. an imaginary scenario where i crash a costume party and someone’s dad falls in love with me.

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rarely accessed memory #2579

when i started cutting myself i was 12, my brother was nine and naturally couldn't understand why i was doing something like that. for a long time he would refer to it as 'slitting' -- 'why do you slit yourself?'

par thorns à 10183400214 en KHlFjQjF.


do you think the veterinarian at this clinic offers to give hugs to every client who is there to have their pet put down?

par thorns à 9289054800 en AQvBFLmc.


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