gothic love story

  • Borrowed Time

    Love never arrived when I was looking for it. It kicked the door open while I was distracted living. The first time, I was too young to understand what it was. The second time ended more like a horror story about a dog whose life was more important than mine, with the perpetrator playing the…

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  • She moved away from everything that was, everything that could have been, and everything that still tried to cling. Always moving, never lingering. The past threw its reminders at her feet, but none of them were worth gathering. A slate wiped clean was all that mattered, for time was not to be wasted—it was to…

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