inferring causation from correlation
The uncomfortable bulgy soul that the Fake King of the multicolored Sadness had grown was starting to annoy him.Unaware of the repercussions of carrying one’s soul out in plain sight, the Fake King couldn’t feel his ghosts, tailing him.Above, the drought.Below layers of unwanted were about to get flooded.
preemptive strike
choose your own puddle
by the time i awoke
code red at the feet of the warmonger
impassive
the thin line between stoicism and psychopathy,with the wobbly witch with chaotic hair looking at the crystal,waiting for whatever is happening to finally end.
Shame On You
When the Fish Girl looked at the mirror she became horrified and her feet began to cry poison. It was going to take her a while to accept her reflection.On the other side of the mirror the cheeky bird enjoys her confusion.
