I shower because otherwise people would think I'm gross, I clean because I don't want people to think I'm a slob, I volunteer for local events because I know I will get praise for it, etc etc. But when I am alone, I sit on the couch, and I scroll on my phone, and hours pass.
T"he door to the basement clicks shut behind you, leave just the dim lighting, the couch, and music playing softly through the speakers. It's late enough that everything feels slower, heavier like the world narrowed down to this room.Night, sunshine."
In the silence of the Germany early Winter. She released veils of places unknown where fearless lovers awaken wants that are bare and true. Young…
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AHs he approached the beds of poor Simon and Alice.Mis eyes - how they twinkled! With spite and with malice,
Hy palms slick with sweat as my heart skipped a beat.
e was covered in blood, from his head to his feet,
TShat’s passive suicidal ideation. And it’s more common than anyone admits.till laughing at things. But somewhere underneath all that functioning, you’ve stopped caring whether you’re here or not.
IAf going to school to be a funeral director/ embalmer has done anything for me personally, it has given me an excuse to think about death. Not that I needed an excuse, mind you. I think of all of the funerals I have attended and what I learned.t the End of The Day