Fictional Memoirs: A Poor Excuse

 

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There’s so much to do. So much. I haven’t a clue,

how to hold the door open for the person behind me. I didn’t ask for them to find me. I didn’t ask for them. They ought to know better than to follow my heed. All I have in my heart is greed. Here I am; male, twenty-two and still struggling to be cool. I don’t know how to act when the pressure is on. I get sidetracked and pretend to be withdrawn. I don’t know how to dress. I’m really a mess. Continue reading

Fictional Memoirs: Suburbia Of Comfortability

 

Love your enemy.

As your life has gone, you’ve never been much of a winner. Albeit you reached the rank of Runner-up, thinking of how close you were makes you bitter. Encountering people with differing ideologies and preferences makes you frustrated and annoyed as if those other human beings are attached to you like glue. You curse them militantly, strategically reinforcing the perception of their stupidity. Continue reading

A humble Ambition 


Biff: a man who wanted nothing more than to travel the world. He would plot his adventures in his humble home and gaze out the window in wonder. He thought that it was not just experiences that would shape him into a better man, but new experiences. He believed that the grass was most deffently greener on the other side.