>Unpublished. Self-critical. Eternally hopeful<
My heart beats all the way down to my toes. This is the third time we go out, and we’ve seen each other almost every day for the entirety of the school year, but that doesn’t mean I’m any less excited. Everything about her just gets more interesting and addictive for every meeting. Even her […]
Les mer Third date | short storyIt’s been three months since you disappeared. And I say disappeared because no one knows where you went. But I’m certain you’re dead. So it’ll probably be more accurate to say that it’s been three months since you died. Our families doesn’t like that I use that description, but for how long are we supposed […]
Les mer I’m dancing with your ghost | short storySpooked to meet ya! You’re probably very new to me and my blog, so let me clear up the immediate confusion that is the title to this post. My name is Frida. I’m a Norwegian spooky writer and podcaster, and the reason why you might not have understood much of what I’ve posted up until […]
Les mer >>The old switcheroo!<<
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