Ramblings of a Distant Traveller

Books, unwritten Experience patterned into words Welcome to my thoughts.

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I have a smile for yesterday. I have a smile for today. I have a smile for tomorrow, and the day after that. I have many different smiles, but my favourite smile is the one that passes from my lips to yours.

letters to you

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You want to be a writer? Stop wanting to be what you already are. Spill your thoughts like blood after every cut, scrape, and dire wound. You need not speak, and you need not write. Words will manifest in any form, at any time. Write with your screams. Write with your tears. Write with your scars. Write with your silence. There are no rules.

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I kiss her to sleep, every night, with frozen lips. Every night, she shivers in his arms.

The Ghost

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We do not fear the darkness of the night. We fear the hunters in the dark.

-The Victim

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It was unforgivable. She was the map to my road, and you-- you were my destination. Now, I am left with no map, no destination, and not a bump in my road, but a mountain." "I never learned how to climb.

The Cheater