Stories by

I. Dusk

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Thomas smiled at me, and my lips curled even higher. We just kept looking at each other, smiling. He really is pretty, I thought. Is that wrong? To say about a man that he is pretty? I should say handsome, but for some reason, I found him beautiful in a manly way, and handsome just hasn’t done its justice…
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2/12/24
I sat behind my desk and opened the search engine. Demisexual. I wrote in the search bar and dove into reading. So that fucker needs to fall in love with me? Fine! You will fucking love me by the time I am done with you!
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9/12/23