Never Have I Ever: Submitted to My Enemy

by Willow Dixon

The object of my desire became my entire world, and I learned everything I could about it, or, in the case of people, I tended to smother them with attention and freak them out.

I’d forgotten my water. Fucking hell. For years, I’d tried to figure out ways to stop forgetting stupid, simple stuff. I had a whole system for assignments, tests, and homework, but for the life of me, I couldn't stop forgetting shit like my water or sunglasses when I left the house.