She found it on the top of the shelf, tucked away under other old journals. It’s soft leather cover felt familiar and the book itself held and aura of despair. She had thought she had truly shelved this unfinished piece of sadness for forever. Bella sighed as she picked up a pen to continue and yet still leave unfinished the pages of the suicide book. She began the letters…
The final threads of the disentanglement of Bella and Linus
Noone was family. Married into the family, family. He was married to her cousin. He was friendly and kind. Sometimes awkwardly kind, But Bambam assumed that she was fine. At…
Keep readingIt was on a whim, but not really. Bambam was spinning out of control. She didn’t give a shit. It was just a tattoo. Offered by the over generous weak…
Keep readingThey had been friends for so many years that it had taken her a minute to fully process all the shit that she had been letting slide. The things that…
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