Short stories, long meaning.

“I used to call you “my air” since you were literally the best kind of oxygen, I have ever inhaled…” I wrote this in my diary, slightly...

It was their third fight when she decided to break it. She couldn’t’ handle it anymore.  “Oh, the frustration is unbearable”, she said....

A Repairman Requested One of the moments that a young adult may never forget is the moment of the “talk”. “Make sure Angelica, tha...

My stories are like the heat of a fire. You look at it and you wonder, what is this orange, goldish and red power in front of your eyes. ...

“What’s the problem with just blue and white, Sarah?” my psychiatrist asked me, trying to understand the madness behind my words. It was j...

You chased, you gave, you wanted, you cared, you prayed, breathed, wished, hugged, kissed… You cried, you broke, you ached, you bit your...

You have a real fine girlfriend. She is everything you have ever wished for. She has long black hair, soft skin, long legs. Her beautiful ...