i have been sick for days but it feels like months and my mouth seems to run on it’s own with no thought to what my brain keeps yelling like an automated car or a chainsaw in a horror movie once it fires up i just clench and await the blood that will inevitably come […]
he makes all sorts of secret promises to himself in the dark he will be better he will be stronger he will not be broken not again in the light though cracks begin to appear in those softly whispered promises his resolve cracks as well he falls into the same routine the same cycle the […]
it’s like an onion layers upon layers slowly minaturizing versions of the whole deeper and deeper until you find the core the interconnectedness of the universe and like an onion it makes you cry sometimes as you cut into it the fumes growing stronger the farther you penetrate it releasing acid into the air inflaming […]
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