A different version of you exists in the minds of everyone who knows who you are
I love this
[Kisses that are sweet Are an exotic treat. Lips that are bitter Are stained with cheap liquor.]
#goals
Paris by Momcilo Popov
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Stop what you’re doing right now and go write 3 sentences of your story.
Every time you see this, write 3 lines.
Reblog so other writers will do the same, let’s finish these damn stories.
THERE MUST BE A PARAGRAPH BREAK EVERY TIME A NEW CHARACTER SPEAKS
THIS IS NOT OPTIONAL
NO ONE WANTS TO READ ONE BIG BLOCK OF TEXT JESUS CHRIST
Hello
It's me
In the dark
I see your eyes glowing.
Swaying slightly
But never showing
The features of your face
Must be truly terrifying
For shadow to be your home
And further verifying
The paralysing fear
That runs through me
Whenever you are near.
My eyes hurt
Because I’m scared to blink.
Swallowing against my dry throat,
You’re here to harm me, I think.
A tear escapes
As I silently weep.
Please go away, Shadow Man
I want to go to sleep.
~ from the mind of my alter-ego Sophia Sparks
(Day Eight of Spooky Story Month)
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