“So what is love?” she interrogated, her eyes, flat on the base and curved on the top, like rotated D’s, were so crystalline, they seemed welling up.
It took a long time for me to look away and say, “it’s a sharp pain; the shard of glass being driven meticulously into your eye.
“Why so? Is it that cruel?”
“Cruel?” I smirked, “love is beyond cruel, it’s hatred with the absence of anger; hatred with affection, that’s what it is. What is love in this menagerie of existence, we’re living in a fucking carnival; the zoo of delusional animals roaming freely in captivity. Love is natural selection put into action.”
That was just an extract of the current story I’m writing, based on my 3 year relationship with Joy. It’s called “Accident”, do email me if you want any of my stories.
Till then, good riddance to you, undesired reader ;)
P.S: My poor Scarlett broke her leg, she might have to amputate it during her next molt. Can you imagine?- A spider with 7 legs!
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