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Romance Machine A course in romance, for insatiable palates Served with rosés and thorns and an algorithmic agent that takes you nowhere In the most theatric voice I can possibly conjure: What can your machine learn about love and the limitless, such as yours truly? Jubilant City As I departed with you again, I spent […]
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Title: I hate flowers “I hate flowers.” That was the only lie I ever told you, scared of admitting my lack of masculinity. Yet, you expected that to be the last thing on my mind. Relieved, I kept wanting to get closer and closer to you. No matter how strong I was back then, I […]
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You find yourself in a strange place. You blinked and the moment you opened your eyes, you found a firefly resting on the bridge of your nose and flinched. As the firefly flies away, you see this bizarre world as you follow its tail. In front of you is a yellow bridge over a pond […]
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long, long ago, there once lived a mage young and naive, yet powerful the power of snow and ice bestowed upon him, he conjured a world for himself of course, he was not alone time and time again, he found a guest in a brash maiden who wielded a great sword what started as an […]
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“in Tartarus, i alone am the fallen, the false light in waking dreams, and the one bathed in oblivion, the harbinger of chaos, in a proud kingdom the pinnacle of hate, or the tempest in the loneliest clouds, the unruly prince” once upon a time, there was a prince in a little kingdom a kingdom, […]
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Stuff I wrote, but never finished or still working on them idontwanttohidefromyouanymorein the creases of my lies,do you see the truth?in the pages of scribbles,do you see what i’m trying to write?in the walls behind where my will stays firm,do you see the storm i can’t stand against?in the sparks of embers of the wildfire […]
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earlier today, i was observing moths on a streetlight. it’s strange seeing these things ramming themselves to something they cannot touch should they even be able to think. apparently, it confuses their navigation systems, so most insects are drawn to light. that beats the point of survival, though. wouldn’t it draw far more attention to […]
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Meet Louise, the strangest person I’d ever met. In a crowd, you’d neither spot her out nor would you be able to ever think of her face twice should you only see it once. If she ever comes up to you, you’d probably find it to be just another daily occurrence. Destiny would not be […]
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