monorama

 “Oh! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!” Dara said, holding her arms wide for a hug, her violet dress clinging a little too tightly to her chest. “I have a cold, I can’t  hug you.” I replied sharply. I never liked visiting Dara but she’s nice and I don’t want to hurt her feelings so I just stop by when she invites me.  There isn’t anything wrong with her or anything but she’s just weird. Like she hasn’t changed at all since high school. We were Best of friends then. People thought we were sisters. “Let’s go inside, My mother’s out for the evening. She won’t b

A lie is an beast. Feed it and it grows. A lie is a flower if you leave it with someone you trust, it will die. A lie is a damsel, if you leave it, you will know. A lie is a toungue, if you use it improperly, it will kill. I Have lied, I Have Died.