I hate how my voice comes out when I'm talking to you
So high pitched, so modulated and filtered
It's like someone else is speaking entirely, it's like I'm not me when I'm around you
I hate it
Truly, you will never know the damage you've caused
but I guess ignorance is bliss
About the Creator
Amanda
Angst? Just an esoteric soul wrapped up in 21st-century BS hoping one day it'll make sense where I fit into all of it; one day I'll see the light at the end of the tunnel. For now... I write because if I spoke, the words might be lost
Violence Begets
"Any last words, cowboy?" "None you'd understand, sodbuster." "Funny. That's Marshall Sodbuster to you. But I meant some last nugget that would help us in the adjudication of the myriad offenses counted against you and your gang. I wasn't asking for penitence."
By Adam Diehl6 days ago in Fiction
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