“Dearie, wake up,” I hear an unfamiliar voice whisper to me. My eyes now open wide but my vision disoriented, yet to adjust to the dim moonlight which painted my wall. » Continue Reading
This writing is inspired by the events of TheOdd1sOut's video, titled, "Freshman Year of Preparatory School". This is a work of fiction that involves real people. Please enjoy. » Continue Reading
No hay día en el que cese tu búsqueda entre mis memorias. Deseo recordarte con tanta pasión que el olvido representa el peor de mis temores. Por eso, cada día te pienso y te escribo en los más preciados rincones de mis diarios. Sin embargo, mi pobre educación lastima mis intentos de retratarte. Que desdichada eres al ser descrita por una ignorante poeta. Tanta es la pena que siento al desgarrar t... » Continue Reading
i never understood my brain’s happy feet. the constant tap dancing. at least remove the shoes. i don’t care for the ruckus. i hear the clanking of the metal toes, and the harsh clonking of the heels. that’s great. i can hear it. was there ever a doubt? » Continue Reading
I honestly don't think this is working out. Tell me why is my own father offering me to [redacted] with him? Not even a thousand dubloons will make me want to [redacted] . "I'll supply you with » Continue Reading
i feel so hungry but i cant eat. i want to eat but my body wont let me. im so hungry. but i get so full i feel like im going to hurl. but im so hungry. i lay awake at night in hunger. but i cant eat. » Continue Reading
Man, sophomore year was a wake-up call. I’d been in the U.S. my whole life, grinding through state uni, but that sociology class on urban inequality? It broke me. Ten-page paper due, and my drafts were a mess—scattered thoughts, weak arguments, like I was yelling into a void. My roommate mentioned EssayPay, swearing it wasn’t cheating » Continue Reading
(unnamed) laying on my floor, my face mingling with my tears, i couldnt think. i didnt think i would again. my mind is blank. i felt bad for leaving you, but i would have at some point. it was all the same. now im free. im sorry. i did love you, but now you have to deal with my absence the way i dealt with yours. no closure, no final thoughts, nothing left for you from m » Continue Reading