Moody Stories

It's just one of those days when he is at the right place at the right time, and my mind is in a tight place and wants out. Doesn't matter what you say, what you do; my hungry greed will twist it into something to latch onto and misuse the shit out of it. I'm the monster under your bed, and this is the night I crawl out and launch forth to wreak havoc. I blow a mist of sleep paralysis onto your helpless body and blast the...