I enjoy the world very much. Move the overdose and bad-boys to the junk drawer, I've got a safe full of caustic remarks that will bring the glaring teachers to my backyard.
I can't stomach romance. It tastes like poison and desperation. Here's my take on storytelling. Probably not much better, but a taste of something spicy in the sea of sugary love stories and salty grammar mistakes.
Following
Stories by Craftingpet
Lost in Translation
Ganvi rose to her doughy knees and snatched a biscuit off Creel's plate.
Creel peered down over the frame-le...
Survivor
We've spent so long crawling, when others soar on wings of their own construction.
"Maybe we aren't all...