all stories separated by a line in between (like below) are not connected. feel free to make connections on your own tho!! all interpretations are welcome :)
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she tasted sweet—
but with a tinge of bitterness
like the last dregs of tea mixed in with warm honey
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she is your friend, i recited over and over again, savouring the words in the back of my mind, and it felt like both a reassurance and a warning.
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maybe in some other universe you won't be joking when you declare "you're mad", and I'll be serious when I reply with a laugh and an "I know"
because you'll be staring at me with horror when you shakily whisper "you're mad", and I'll answer "I know" with a crazed grin on my face and a blade to your throat.
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her skin was brown as toasted almonds—those whole, unsliced ones that she loved snacking on all the time. idly, she wondered if kissing her would taste like them, marshmallow-sweet with traces of almond.
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but then again she had known what it cost when it began
so why was it so hard to pay it now?
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Tell me, why do you humans fear the darkness and its hidden creatures when much more terrifying monsters roam free in the daylight?
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he gave himself to her—
every shred of his broken soul
because what would the scraps of him be
if not hers, and only hers?
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lingering ghosts
flickering between
worlds,
vanishing
ever so often
only to
return
with their
longing gazes,
hesitant looks
and
broken hearts,
but they're
just another
stranger
seen and
forgotten
in
one
breath
and
the
next
.
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