Swipe left-beard. Swipe left-sandals. Swipe left-cigarette. OMG. Why did she put herself through this every flippin’ day? It was exhausting. 38 days later. This sucks.
Swipe left. Left. Left. Left. Then a pop up. “You have just been super swiped? What the heck does that mean?” She thought no one saw her profile unless she allowed them? Click.
Immediately, she felt her heart rate speed up, her...
It never failed to fill me with horror. Every day I would look in the mirror to see if the image changed. It never did. I didn’t feel like a demon with scarlet horns. In fact, when I reached up to feel them I just felt hair. I lifted one cloven hoof in the reflection but looking down I just saw a human foot with 5 toes. I could feel them against the cold floor but the mirror said differently. Was...