BittenNails
@bittennails.bsky.social
I occasionally write very short stories, but mainly just waste time scrolling and napping.
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Stupid Little Story No.5
The anarchy in love is the vile little gremlin that we all ignore until it’s ripping our heart out and chewing on the visceral hole left behind.
The anarchy in love is the vile little gremlin that we all ignore until it’s ripping our heart out and chewing on the visceral hole left behind.
November 26, 2024 at 9:11 AM
Stupid Little Story No.5
The anarchy in love is the vile little gremlin that we all ignore until it’s ripping our heart out and chewing on the visceral hole left behind.
The anarchy in love is the vile little gremlin that we all ignore until it’s ripping our heart out and chewing on the visceral hole left behind.
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What’s the matter hon? You haven’t been using your Dead Nan duvet and pillow set.
November 23, 2024 at 11:09 AM
What’s the matter hon? You haven’t been using your Dead Nan duvet and pillow set.
My little buddy is tired after a day of fun (mainly chasing a tennis ball).
October 23, 2024 at 4:36 PM
My little buddy is tired after a day of fun (mainly chasing a tennis ball).
Stupid Little Story No.4
The most remarkable thing about me was that more than one person attended my funeral.
The most remarkable thing about me was that more than one person attended my funeral.
October 21, 2024 at 4:01 PM
Stupid Little Story No.4
The most remarkable thing about me was that more than one person attended my funeral.
The most remarkable thing about me was that more than one person attended my funeral.
Stupid Little Story No.3
There's something about my reflection that I despise. It worries me, on and off.
There's something about my reflection that I despise. It worries me, on and off.
October 21, 2024 at 3:37 AM
Stupid Little Story No.3
There's something about my reflection that I despise. It worries me, on and off.
There's something about my reflection that I despise. It worries me, on and off.
Stupid Little Story No.2
I spend too much time in imagined conversations with nonexistent girlfriends. Is weird that I can't fantasy about fucking them?
I spend too much time in imagined conversations with nonexistent girlfriends. Is weird that I can't fantasy about fucking them?
October 19, 2024 at 10:03 PM
Stupid Little Story No.2
I spend too much time in imagined conversations with nonexistent girlfriends. Is weird that I can't fantasy about fucking them?
I spend too much time in imagined conversations with nonexistent girlfriends. Is weird that I can't fantasy about fucking them?
Stupid Little Story No.1
A snowflake, white and crisp, lands on the edge of her lips. It disintegrates as the blood from her torn out eyeball slowly runs down her cheek and caress her mouth.
A snowflake, white and crisp, lands on the edge of her lips. It disintegrates as the blood from her torn out eyeball slowly runs down her cheek and caress her mouth.
October 18, 2024 at 9:22 PM
Stupid Little Story No.1
A snowflake, white and crisp, lands on the edge of her lips. It disintegrates as the blood from her torn out eyeball slowly runs down her cheek and caress her mouth.
A snowflake, white and crisp, lands on the edge of her lips. It disintegrates as the blood from her torn out eyeball slowly runs down her cheek and caress her mouth.