Always look forward. I keep reminding myself, repeating that phrase over and over again. Stop looking at the past, and just. Move. Forward. Don’t look back. The past doesn’t exist anymore, it was a story we once vividly lived that now remains hollow. A ghost town. Once vibrant, now abandoned. Why should I go back? … Continue reading A King
by JP “I don’t want to talk about it,” I said quietly. She paused, blinked; registered that I had interrupted her. Something flashed across her expression--irritation? But she smiled warmly and pulled me closer to her, dispelling the thought. I felt a pang of guilt. “I-I’m sorry….” My lip quivered, and I looked away. “Oh, … Continue reading You Can Trust Me
By Anonymous I don't want to talk about it, but I can't stop. This broken heart is ugly. This shattered heart is embarrassing. This wounded thing inside me is shameful and I don't want anyone to see it, but I can't stop. "It'll hurt less if I talk about it," I assure myself. It's like … Continue reading Tugging at the Edges
by Ola Faleti "I don't want to talk about it." "Yes, you do. You have that stupid grin all over your face." "I think I love her." "Really?" "Nah, but her tongue is incredible." "You bastard." "She told me she could knot a cherry stem in her mouth." "Mmm hmm." "I believe it." "You shacking … Continue reading Sunday, 6pm
By Cat Coule “I don't want to talk about it,” I told Matthew. I turned away from him, towards the ocean. I was lying...and I wasn’t lying. My heart wanted. My throat did not. This was the one thing I had wanted us to talk about for so long. And, yet, if the words came … Continue reading You seem…sad.
I felt happy that day, and beautiful, truly beautiful. The right side of the bed followed me everywhere that morning; my teeth were extra sparkly and my eyes matched. I rejoiced in feeling not a single shred of anxiety, of guilt, of self-loathing. I was beautiful and intelligent and kind, the world smiled at me … Continue reading Life’s a Play
by Connor Kreger I love myself so much I don’t need anyone else to love me but sometimes I have more love than I need It’s these moments I wish I had someone else to love too