Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Howl

wolf

I bought a mask so I could howl to the moon and feel like it meant something. I’ve been howling for years, but it’s only now that it feels worthwhile. I howled in pain once, but no one listened, and no one came. Oh well, such is life. 

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