This is how I imagine people reading the Stories I write! Their facial expressions were priceless!

the Dark Side part of me awoke, and I don’t know why I derived so much pleasure from their reactions! Usually the sadist in me takes pleasure in seeing reaction from pain. But I suppose this would be a different kind of pain 😈


♥writing was all I had, all I’ve ever had, the only currency, the only proof that I was alive. Memory.♥ each of us has a story to tell. Leave your thoughts. Leave your comments.

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