CatSnitch

These are random thoughts from past creations, current and future ones. I don't have much rhyming poems, that's why these are proses. Like an open diary for someone, or thoughts shared to a friend or a mere stranger I pass by.

Note: Some of the pieces here are published in other platforms.

Bin of Proses, Thoughts and Short Stories

I miss you. And some times, I just want to hurt you, then on the other hand, I want you to be happy. Then same time, I just want to be alone, but most times, all I want is your company... all of you.


"I am breaking up with you, I'm sorry" I would have said that but I feel like I would kill myself before doing so. Do I sound suicidal? Yeah, maybe but then you would ask me to go see some pysch dr. and I dooon't really want to.


I read. I sketch. I watch. I think of my family (though I communicate w/ them less). I smile and laugh. I force the tears to dry and never fall.


Her (1): "I miss you"