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Weekly Contest #363
TW: minor profanity 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. I’m always like this on days like these. I have to be. I get a text from my mom asking if the taxi driver drove me here on time. I don’t reply. I can’t reply. Anyth...
Weekly Contest #362
TW: substance abuse, strong language, mature themes, threats of suicide July 2nd, 2024 01:02 AM Aubrey: hey Aubrey: you awake? Patricia is online Patricia is typing… Patricia: Hey Patricia: Yes Aubrey: im sorry for today, P Aubrey: u know im unhappy with Robin Aubrey: not an excuse, but im a mess A few minutes pass Patricia: It’s fine. Aubrey: no it’s not Aubrey: i always do this Aubrey: for fuck’s sake. Patricia is no longer online Aubrey: P Aubrey: ill kill myself Aubrey: is that what u want? Aubrey: me killing myself? Aubrey: okay Aubrey...
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, bec...
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