For Vivian

It's funny the things you think of when you see someone you love very much die in front of you. Right now, I'm thinking of shooting Henry with the gun in my hand. It's a water gun, but I want to shoot him with it anyway. I watch him kneel over her body, screaming incoherent … Continue reading For Vivian

Virginity

"Keep it," Felix said simply, more focused on the ball we were passing between ourselves as we made our way home, sweaty from a football game. As if the question I had asked was too stupid to be addressed with more than two words. I sighed. Felix really couldn't relate, because he had incredible will-power. … Continue reading Virginity