Hello all. I have a pretty nihilistic bit to read lol. Over the last year I've been transitioning. It's all I've ever wanted the chance to do. However, things at the job I love are starting to turn so...

Hello all. Back from my latest disappearing act. Just a little combination of things I've been working on.

Bit of a different one told from the perspective of a cheater being left by someone they held dear but still hurt in the end.

A little piece I've been working on.

Writing Exercise. A hope that a one night stand could be more before the cold world takes you in again.

Hello all, been a while. Happy to be back after about a year. Lots of life, relationships and writing, learning to be better at all. Hope you like what I've worked on here recently to write again. Art...

A meeting of kindred corners meeting under the big city. Contains symbolism so please for the love of god actually read it.

The story of an addict spiraling down alone in the bedroom that was once shared -inspired by the Willie Nelson song

A quick read of the evolution of a relationship told through both the poem and corresponding pictures

A POV of being addicted to an unhealthy submissive relationship with a person you get your value snd you give them your absolute existence

A story of living waking up drunk and sick something meaningless and repetitive

A story of the reflection of the stranger at the bottom of an empty glass

Youth exemplified in a teenage bonfire party.

Loving the person using you

A person watches a passing storm and reminisces over then and now

An experience of forbidden love. For those that have been in it's grasp, it's not hard to imagine. A combination of real memories that i was inspired to write from hearing 'take me to church'

Wrote this while in the middle of relpasing. So I guess a first hand account...haha?

A quick poem/story of a fond old memory in my life...