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When Luka died he was 21, a young man by any means. He was unlucky enough to step on a black mamba”s tail while deep in the forest, a mistake […]
Inspired by Common and Mary J Blige’s come close (perfect way to start a Saturday morning)
just fun with colours and my phone.
Done on mobilesketch for Android.
I don’t remember much about my life. I guess my brain shut out as much as it could, a biological fail safe, a way to lock up all the demons and memories of demons in a deep dark place. A place where they could never escape where their horrid heads would never be seen again. The only mark of their existence being the gaps in my memories, some filled with fabricated experiences. Tales weaved subconsciously to cover up the pain, stories even if couldn’t believe. But they had to do. People ask questions and expect answers, without these fabrications how would I pacify their curiosities?
When someone has gotten tired of a life of being broken and hurt, what really happens when they get the means to fight back?
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 You wake up and blindly feel for your phone. It’s supposed to be on the bedside table dammit! There it is. You check the time: 7.30, […]
The streets are crowded as usual. People everywhere. They’re bumping into each other, bumping into poles, bumping into you! These people must have a defect in their programming that shuts […]
Disclaimer: this post is totally fictitious, however if you think it’s offensive because it refers to someone or a situation which might apply to you or anyone you know… I’d […]
She looked at herself in the mirror. Tears rolling. Her mascara making a trail all the way down to her chin. She turned on the tap, cupped her hands under […]