Goddess Shoshannah's Slave
I’m tired again, but it’s a different kind of tired. This is nothing like the exhaustion I felt a few weeks ago. I think it’s just sore muscles. 1,722 more words
1 week, 3 days
Last Week’s FFF: Wasteland
(This story was set up by author Paul J Willett’s story Beach Road)
As she lay in the grass above the abandoned bridge, she followed the distant helicopter with her binoculars. 810 more words
2 weeks, 1 day
Well, If You Have To...
If you have to own a pet, please remember that it is not a human. You shouldn’t take a day off work because Mr. Whiskers is feeling a little blue. 245 more words
1 month, 2 weeks
This is basically how I feel all the time. Not the specifics, but that I am crude and clunky and something that doesn’t appear human and that others just pretend that I look human.
1 month, 4 weeks