• tori commented on the post, talon 5 years, 3 months ago

    Sharp. Pain. Blood staining my thigh where his talon dragged down my leg, a punishment.

  • tori commented on the post, insect 7 years ago

    Looking back now, I realise I did what needed to be done. He was an insect, a parasite that was slowly sucking the life out of me. Even when I craved that from him because it meant he was paying attention.

  • tori commented on the post, primitive 7 years ago

    It’s the oldest, most basic of instincts. Something we crave, something we loathe, something we feel is as necessary as air but is actually nowhere near that vital. Yet still, we all strive to feel it, at least once.

  • tori commented on the post, outgoing 7 years ago

    He was the complete opposite of me. The life of the party. The one who could draw every eye in a room just by entering it. Maybe that’s why we could never last.

  • tori commented on the post, shorthand 7 years ago

    He never wrote anything the way it should be written. The note was all in shorthand, choppy sentences and fragments of thoughts that I could never seem to put together into anything that made sense.

  • tori commented on the post, nominated 7 years ago

    He really was the best I ever had. There is no one on this earth who can compare to him, and yet… He was cast in the perfect role, nominated to be the one who made my world come crashing down.

  • tori commented on the post, hearing 7 years ago

    I am deaf to every word he speaks, every pretty lie that falls from his lips. I refuse to listen any longer.

  • tori commented on the post, separate 7 years ago

    I never thought it would come to that day. The ties that bound us seemed too strong to ever break… Everything eventually comes apart though.

  • tori commented on the post, hallowed 7 years ago

    I used to worship him. He was as sacred to me as the saints are to Catholics, a hallowed object made to be revered and adored. I still wonder sometimes what changed.

  • tori commented on the post, sliver 7 years ago

    Just a tiny piece of him was all I wanted. A sliver of his attention, to know that I truly did matter.

  • tori commented on the post, balloons 7 years ago

    Black and pink, my favourite colours. I remember feeling sad when they deflated, the transience of happiness.

  • tori commented on the post, poster 7 years ago

    I stare at it day after day. He didn’t have many talents, but he was a genius behind the camera. The cityscape captured through his lens and magnified to take up the space of an entire wall. I wish I could tear it down.

  • tori commented on the post, gladiator 7 years, 1 month ago

    He always made fun of my sandals, the flat kind with leather cords that wrapped around my ankles and calves. No one would have ever thought…

  • tori commented on the post, chapped 7 years, 1 month ago

    His lips were like sandpaper, cracked like the earth in the midst of a drought. It hurt when he brushed them against my own, a punishment.

  • tori commented on the post, scorn 7 years, 1 month ago

    They say there’s nothing like it- a woman scorned. He certainly had no idea.

  • tori commented on the post, entrée 7 years, 1 month ago

    Mint chocolate chip, dripping down the golden sugary squares of a waffle cone. He knew I always preferred dessert to just plain food as a main entrée.

  • tori commented on the post, sound 7 years, 1 month ago

    The sound of my name on his lips, spoken only in the dark secret places between us, was silenced forever that day. I wish I could hear it just one more time.

  • tori commented on the post, swan 7 years, 1 month ago

    ‘This is my favourite part of you,’ he whispered in the shade of our tree by the lake, his tone a lazy drawl. ‘Long, graceful… Your neck reminds me of a swan…’

  • tori commented on the post, slight 7 years, 1 month ago

    It was a little bit irritating, the way he pretended not to know I existed. But the fact that he was just pretending made it easier to bear.

  • tori commented on the post, sunglasses 7 years, 1 month ago

    The sun was blinding. Even behind heart-shaped lenses, it burned my irises, scalded my brain. I’ll never forget that day last summer.