Desperately Seeking Roommate

by Micalea Smeltzer

“For me, fate is still freewill. We always have the right to choose. I don’t believe fate is not having any choice at all, I feel like it’s the guiding light. It leads you in the direction of things you didn’t know you needed or stuff that has to happen to make you a better person. The good things in life keep us motivated, but it’s the bad things that build us and make us who we are with how we choose to handle them. It’s all just … fate.” I’m sure I sound like a lunatic, but that’s how I view things. “Fate, for me, is finding a reason for everything that happens.”

Apologies shouldn’t be handed out freely, that’s a lesson my dad taught me. Only apologize when you mean it, otherwise it’s empty and meaningless.

I’ve never wanted to be a piece of fabric so badly in my life.

“Are you going to fuck me, Abel?” I wet my lips, lowering my head to the crook of her neck. I kiss her jaw and murmur, “No, I’m going to make you mine.”

“I wasn’t expecting you, I wasn’t even looking for you, but here you are.”