Sep
9th
9th
A short story about communication.
“You just seem distant. All I need is to feel like you are interested in me, let alone care about me.” My girlfriend said to me while pointing a gun at my face.
“I just want you to be happy.” I said to her while making sure she had a good grip on the gun that she was pointing at my face.
This will be the second time she’ll try shooting me tonight. The first time she shot me in the chest but it turns out my heart turned to dust long ago. Now we are going to try and see if I have any brains left.




