Flaw Salad

Of course they never believe you, girl. You smile and wave it away. What a laugh. What a joke. What a ridiculous, stupid thing. So they laugh. They dismiss. They smile back to you. You smiling, damn fool. Why would you expect, then, to call them in the throes? When the joke suddenly becomes tragedy?… — read more

Her origin story was message control. It was manipulation. It was saving face. Use these words to get a reaction. Get sympathy, get anger, get away. Half-truths to parents who never really knew her. Untruths to friends. Lies to teachers. Lies to enemies. Little, countless lies scattered throughout her life. Fake authenticity. That was her… — read more

You are a slave to your sense of duty. You are the child who raises his hand when no one else will. It’s not your responsibility, but you feel the tug of some innate obligation. The question must be answered; the void must be filled. If not you, then who? A parade of lost souls… — read more

It would have been easy, so easy, to call you up today. I have so many things to say. I could have made you laugh—I know i would have—and my god, to hear that laugh again. To see those eyes again. Your laugh and your eyes again. But not today. Maybe never. Definitely not today.… — read more

It’s time to discuss the price you’ll pay for all your pretty games. Oh, what fun you’ve had! What a frolic it’s been! What fruits you’ve enjoyed! But it’s pay to play, darling, and your debt is overdue. You will pay in sneers and snubs and bitter, palpable hate. You will walk among your shattered… — read more