Cherry

The funk

never having trusted anyone enough with a spare key for never getting to know my neighbours

The Disappointing Truth About Gloria Stunt

Who you looking at?

On the Dispersal of Water

A celebration of kindness.

I Made A Mistake

Don't give me speeches about how you love me, When you send me to Iraq in a shitty armored Humvee

INsecurity Level Orange

Together and happy, Waiting and watching, Head sinks down, Longing and wanting, When I walk through, The lights won't turn on, I've got nothing left inside, Nothing left to go on,

Chapter 1

Hello again. To those who do not know, I am The Teller. Fortunately for you, I've managed to find the first chapter to continue our previous tale...

The Objective is Subjective

The objective is subjective, The subjective not objective, Truth being relative, To each and every one of us, The world was once flat, Then discovered to be round, What was once lost,

Shallow

Everything's very surface

Blood Money (chapter seventeen and eighteen.)

Continued.

Chapter 0 (Edited)

Hello there. I am...ah, let's not talk about that now. I'm simply here to pass on a tale. You can call me...The Teller. Yes. That has a lovely ring to it. (Edited)

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