The nothingness of the dark appears unusually comforting. She smiles eerily. A ghostly moment which if captured on footage, would send piercing shivers down the spine of the observer.
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The Fictional Diary of A Hopeless Romantic Part 2
I smile at myself. Sarcastically of course, the resemblance to that of a deranged psychopath is uncanny. At this moment, I can feel an overwhelming itch to kill. If I'm that disposable, surely two can play at the same game right? There is a void within me that needs to be filled. Murder seems plausible, deserved even. Did somebody say justice?
The Fictional Diary Of A Hopeless Romantic
I intently stare at my tear streamed face in the mirror and as though in a trance, transport myself to fifteen years ago; standing at this exact spot. ** I feel nostalgic as I stand behind my younger self, longingly gazing at my optimistic and enthusiastic 11 year old persona: "I can't wait to be… Continue reading The Fictional Diary Of A Hopeless Romantic
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