All this effort, all this money,
All this pomp, all this cheer,
All just for this miserable man,
To feel better about himself.
A collection of independent short stories and thoughts. I started writing these on my other blog (Random Scribbles), and then decided to start a separate one for this genre of writing. The dates for the first thirteen posts are misleading: they were written and posted long before the dates indicated here.
If there's a God, why does he enjoy placing a like in my soul and watching it play out
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