lies i tell (400)

sorry. sorry, darlings, that i'm not the woman you want me to be. i'm so sorry that i'm inflexible, that i don't believe in changing myself purely for you. and for all the mes that you want me to be, the carbon-blotted copies you believe could exist in a hundred other universes - the girls you think… Continue reading lies i tell (400)


NaPoWriMo 8 (superstition)

remember all the rituals i created? one: only ever drink coffee righthanded. (preferably on a monday, whilst wearing purple nail polish) two: only appraise your appearance in a broken mirror. (this way you have to learn to look past flaws) three: you need whimsy. (remember to keep doors unlocked, partially unscrewed: the better to usher in… Continue reading NaPoWriMo 8 (superstition)