I guess I'm supposed to put something here. What do I even put? My heart? I gave that to someone else, and she still hasn't given it back. My soul? I don't know where it is. I don't know if I have one. My brain? I don't think anyone would want it. It's messed up and weird. Besides, I think I need it.

Oh well.

I guess I just gave you everything I have right now already.
  • JoinedJuly 26, 2018


Story by Prudence Jones
Starfire by Xaneath
Stories and musings, as told by poetry.