#cautionseries
We’ll end this entry here,
my eager readers.
Soon my secret will come to light.
Maybe in the next entry.
Or maybe not.
So you may finally judge me
a judgment
I don’t care for,
but would still like to have.
Till we meet again,
I remain-
Lavender
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 5:32 AM UTC
Anyway,
let’s talk about that scumbag.
He went off the cliff.
After drinking our liquor room dry,
carving “tattoos” into my skin,
and leaving me
with a bruised eye.
He went out laughing—
and found himself
at the edge of a cliff,
with me
pulled along
by my hair.
I won’t tell you
what led to what.
But at the end of it,
he was at the bottom.
And I was “frantically”
running home
to call an ambulance,
praying quietly
for vultures to arrive
before help did.
Questions were asked.
Oh well.
Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 10:17 AM UTC
If you’re reading this,
you’re probably expecting
a neat little description of the author.
Sorry to disappoint you,
you won’t get one.
What you will get
are the questions that haunt me,
the answers I avoid,
and the explanations
I’ve rehearsed a thousand times
in my head.
Should I begin with the secret
I’ve been hiding—
the one I’m desperate
and terrified to reveal?
You might be lucky
and uncover it.
Either way,
I wish you the best of luck.
Some of you may call me cruel,
unfeeling.
But in the kind of world I’ve lived in,
it’s better that way.
Maybe that’s why
I couldn’t cry
when my brother died.
I could have saved him.
But why would I?
It’s not like
he would have done the same for me.
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 3:56 PM UTC