Stories by Noelle

it was never unconditional. that’s what poisoned my brain though i caught it a few symptoms short of becoming clinically insane. and now i can’t feel it when people say they love me. i know they do, but only for them. not for me too.

spoiled with convenience and the ability to only accept change under special circumstances. focusing on immediate ramifications and dismissing long-term outcomes. shortsighted and greedy. that’s all we are.

pardon me for merging fantasy and reality. i’ve read too much fiction and consumed too much entertainment so i’ve blurred the line. but if i wasn’t supposed to, why would reality be so cruel?

the truth hurts, but lies burn bridges that honesty could have salvaged.

i wish you had told me you were struggling with addiction. i know it’s troubling and embarrassing, but i need you to know that i’ll never judge you the way you judge yourself. i understand that sharing your burdens can feel cathartic while also inviting a new kind of pressure. but i’m not here to […]

she’s too quick to judge that’s why i never tell her anything of importance no matter how she pries i mix my lies with a sliver of the truth and though it leaves me feeling uncouth at least she’ll never know what i actually do.

i hope you find the courage to apologize. you’ll feel better once you do. even if i never forgive you.

their artic gaze always warmed me up. i must have been colder and secretly seeking companionship. their warm eyes left me feeling lonely like they weren’t actually looking at me. they just found me entertaining.

power and tradition for those who argue against basic human rights are the only things to live for. humanity was never in question. when a superiority complex stems from not allowing anyone to have the same chances and circumstances you had you’re the inferior one.

forgive me for taking the long route. i needed to wander to find my way back. i needed to chase after what i wanted to realize i hated it. i needed to know that i was wrong. forgive me for worrying you.