Last night, I had a dream. I found an old suitcase in a dimly lit Victorian room reminiscent of those seen in horror game mansions. The darkness shied away from the candle on the nightstand, and I sat on the wooden floorboards, wondering what was in the tattered suitcase. My hand approached the lid slowly,ContinueContinue reading “Heart Wrapped Up in Tin Foil”
Category Archives: A trip down the rabbit hole
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Enamoured by the dazzling lights, I walked into the tent and saw a realm of wonder. Macho men and women with tiny waists stood on scattered podiums, captivating curious onlookers. Many of these onlookers were women who wore a classic red lip, dresses which brought out their figure, and feathered scarves, all while donning menContinueContinue reading “Join Us”
The Turn-Tale Heart
I’m stuck. I’m stuck. I’m stuck. I hear your heartbeat from under the floorboards Tormenting me in my sleep and in my wake. It’s not real, I know it’s in my head Because I am alive and breathing, And you are not. Get out. Get out. GET OUT. It’s daytime, you don’t belong here, SoContinueContinue reading “The Turn-Tale Heart”
Tomorrow I will find myself busy
Tomorrow I will find myself busy for the first time in a long time. I will be out and about and do crazy things all within reason, of course. Just thinking about the day gets me excited! I will endure pain to make myself a little prettier and go out with an old friend. WeContinueContinue reading “Tomorrow I will find myself busy”
Broken China
Some would think would be a limit to the madness I exude. Only two days ago, I received my first burst of frenzied thought which closely followed the starting winter maladies. Today, a sudden onset of deranged laughter occurred in my Chinese class. Though, friends in the class would argue the laughter was for goodContinueContinue reading “Broken China”
Conversations in my head
Hello world (wide web)! It’s been a while – so long that I don’t remember the last thing I posted. It’s not even because I was procrastinating, honest! Usually, blogs start and its owner will have the nerve to stop posting one day. They start off strong, but the code eventually stops and you findContinueContinue reading “Conversations in my head”