Jagged Edges_Outie_Preserved in Vinegar_mistaken love
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Jagged Edges
Content Warning: self hwww.onedoor.ccarmI told myself I didn’t need you. It wasn’t as if you couldn’t see. Couldn’t see the way I turned away when you stubbed your little toe on the jagged edge of the dishwasher, and you sat on the floor screaming incoherently about all the jagged edges and all the stupid dishwashers.You were all jagged edges.I told myself I could live without you. I tore imaginary holes in the wall by the toilet in our tiny bathroom, raging with redrimmed eyes as if it wasn’t only ever tearstains I left behind. They weren’t jagged, they were straight. Mottled rivers of blue, red, why don’t...
Outie
They're playing truth or dare, like they do at every slumber party. They don't call them slumber parties though. For one, there's not really any slumbering. They stay up with ghost stories and finger paints, waiting for the first victim to fall asleep. It used to be Sharpies, but Ben's mom got upset when her son came home with a semi-permanent LOSER across his forehead. For second, they're too old for sleepovers. They're men, young ones, not boys. They have deep voices and cars for fooling around with girls in. They take them to the side streets, away from the street lights. Away from all the ...
Preserved in Vinegar
I walked into a room so white it was almost blinding. There were no walls, no ceiling, I could barely tell if I was walking on the ground or on air as I stepped through the doorway. So, I guess a better way to describe it would be to say that I walked into a white canvass of nothingness. As I stepped though the threshold, I looked back, the door disappeared.I began to panic until I turned back around and saw a brown, wooden stool. On top of that stool was a jar of whole dill pickles. It had been years since I had eaten one. I used to eat them all the time as a kid. Unfortunately, my wife hate...
mistaken love
"I don't want to" I complained trying to pull my arm from Natalie's viper like grip while trying not to drop my books"it'll be fun," she said pulling me down the sidewalk towards her house "we can wear costumes and meet cute boys"I made a gagging noise "yuck""oh don't pretend you don't know a single guy in our class you like" she was totally fangirling now "ooh what about Johnathan, he's a total jock or Liam ooh Liam is sooooooo hot"I shook my head "I don't want to go to Stephanie's stupid party and I don't want a boyfriend"Nat huffed but kept talking, listing all the cute boys in our class. I...