The man woke up to knocking on his door.

Sweat beaded on his brow as he rose from his bed and hesitantly left his bedroom.

The flicking light in the hallway illuminated the decay of the walls and peeling paint of his desolate apartment.

Each footstep down the hall was pained and each breath was begrudging as he crept closer to the door where the constant knocking continued.

The man’s breath hi...

People make it sound so easy. As if the act itself is trivial. But it isn’t.

It isn’t easy.

I still think about them sometimes. That little kid with so much hope in their heart and eyes full of wonder. I wonder where they went. Or if they’re even still here.

What would they think of me now?

Leaving behind a piece of myself as I grow hurts. I desperately want to hold onto it. To keep myself in...

I was told from birth that a princess will always be saved by a prince. That when a damsel is placed in a tower for saving, she will be rescued by a handsome prince in dazzling armour. She will be swept from her tower on horseback and given a life of peace and luxury.

And they make it so very clear that the damsel is young. Young and sweet and innocent. With silken, untouched skin that waits for ...