8760 Hours.

Perched in a chair with my messy hair in a bun and my eyes focused on the homework due the next day. He beckoned for me to follow him into my room and as usual, I obliged. I knew what would happen next because when he wanted my body he got it. I was face... Continue Reading →

Now Accepting Gifts

We haven't taken the big plunge into full time content creation or merch. However, we do this work in the time we have that we can squeeze in between work, school, and our individual personal lives. If you'd like to give a monetary gift out of appreciation for the work you find here, links to... Continue Reading →

The Cycle.

Love Desire, safe Devotion, fidelity, intimacy, perseverance Manipulating, exploiting, betraying Unbearable, insufferable Abuse

Cowardice is Not Love

Written by: Anonymous This article was written by someone who wishes to remain anonymous but who is in the middle of deconstructing. GwenAnn and I have edited it some for clarity but it remains the work of this anonymous author who had something to say that fits into our philosophical discussion of deconstruction but who... Continue Reading →

The first moment

From the moment she first laid eyes on him she knew. He was in his late 20s and fit. He was clearly from a bigger city than the one they were in that night and his urban look made her worry that the feelings she had of dread were because they were different races. That... Continue Reading →

Emptiness.

I smiled as the glass shards were thrown in my back and I silently wept as everyone dreamed soundly. Cruel words were hurled at me as his bottle emptied and I brushed them off to no avail. He stole the joy, hope and innocence I once had and replaced it with the emptiness he bore.

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