Quin Smith

Joined June 2021

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Small Joys
When I was kid all I knew about aliens was they only wanted one thing: That was to see what was in and around my ding-a-ling.
By Quin Smith2 months ago in Poets
Goodnight, Spaceman
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. We see the cold dark vacuum of space. Only illuminated by the tiny glimmer stars bringing any life.
By Quin Smithabout a year ago in Fiction
Twas the Fight Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; Stockings were high and her booty was bare,
By Quin Smith2 years ago in Filthy
Happy Anniversary
Samantha had everything she wanted at the end of the world. No more school, no more chores, and that bitch Britney from PE was dead. It was just her, and her boyfriend, Darren. Civilization may have fallen, but nothing can get in the way of their love. Ever since she laid eyes on him, Darren has been a continuing source of strength and comfort for Samantha. Through fighting off familiar monsters or just normal folk who have forgotten what normal is, Darren has not left her side. If the world hadn't ended, these two would be living together out in the suburbs with the white fence and the little dogs she always wanted.
By Quin Smith2 years ago in Horror