Holaaaaa my fellow unicorns.
Yes, I do believe in unicorns. I may lose my belief in religion along the road to wrinkles, but never in unicorns. I mean who wouldn't believe in a horse with a magical spiral horn that can grant wishes? Certainly not this girl.
I could raw salmon everyday. I swear, I could.
Anyslut, I never finish my writing pieces. I can start but never finish. But I shall try with every fat molecule (there's a gazillion in one finger) to finish it for your reading. And please excuse the long durations where I do not update my feeds/statuses, this is either because I'm afraid to come on because I haven't uploaded the next chapter to a story or because I'm too busy stuffing myself with salmon.
I mostly write short stories. (Pshhh, figures)
That is all ladies and unicorns.
Have a unicorn-tastic day!
Description: “Oh, hush now Clara. You know I wouldn’t hurt you. You have a body too beautiful to scar,” he added erotically as fear washed over my trembling body. My face was no longer showcasing resentment, it let go of that a long time ago. My fear was publish...