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TW: minor cussing I feel their eyes on my green shirt and worn-out black pants.And my shaggy, shaggy hair.I lower my gaze, because what I don’t see won’t bother me, shouldn’t bother me. So I keep walking in the same circle near the exam hall. Not nearly enough. Not nearly enough.I look at my phone. 16:43. My heart starts beating fast, or… faster than it has for the past hour. Because I’m always in fight-or-flight mode on days like this. Which is every day, in November.I always come early to squeeze in my pacing session.I smell an odour of mu...
Weekly Contest #362
TW: substance abuse, strong language, mature themes, threats of suicide July 2nd, 202401:02 AMAubrey: heyAubrey: you awake?Patricia is onlinePatricia is typing…Patricia: HeyPatricia: YesAubrey: im sorry for today, PAubrey: u know im unhappy with RobinAubrey: not an excuse, but im a messA few minutes passPatricia: It’s fine.Aubrey: no it’s notAubrey: i always do thisAubrey: for fuck’s sake.Patricia is no longer onlineAubrey: PAubrey: ill kill myselfAubrey: is that what u want?Aubrey: me killing myself?Aubrey: okayAubrey: ill do itAubrey: ill ...
Weekly Contest #361
I met Austin the summer when we were both fifteen. He was scrawny, a little blond, a little childish.He still had that voice crack boys had during puberty, and it always confused me, since my brother Jason had gone past that years ago and was now growing a beard.I would like to say our first encounter was at a romantic beach, or Uncle Jeremy’s penthouse, since that’s where most love stories I’d heard about started. Maybe if so, we would’ve lasted more than a summer. But our first encounter wasn’t that memorable, really. Which is funny, becau...
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