Category Archives: The Caged Man

The rough part of the matchbox

why does it hurt. that’s what you get from not eating anything solid for two straight days. why does it hurt. because you overslept. you cannot escape me, bastard. why does it hurt. nicotine-starved brain, perhaps? why does it hurt. … Continue reading

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Caged green-eyed monster

i envy you. you whose name i will never utter.

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Day 1

“she doesn’t need you anymore”, he said as he threw an idle glass at the wall. An ominous sound hung around the room as he drew his excess energy out. “shut up, you know nothing about us”, i replied with … Continue reading

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So desu ne.

hatred. contempt. mischief. let them out. free me. unbound these shackles. open that fuckin’ door. come on. you can do it. no one tells you not to. we are alone. silence. silence. sleep. rest now, brother. you have troubled enough … Continue reading

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