In the morning, I wake up. In the night, I go to sleep. I eat somewhere in between. I drink also. Actually I also go to the toilet. I also talk to people sometimes. Actually I sometimes read a book. Oh and I also go on my phone. Sometimes I do work.
TAhus distracted, he didn't notice the hundreds of tiny tick like spiders already burrowing through his clothes and crawling through his hair.s he jogged through spiderwebs on the narrow forest path, he wondered idly how many it would take to slow him down.
tahat somehow felt like it could reach my heart.Ts we said our goodbyes for the day.
To forget the touch of his hand
jo forget the nights we cried together
sust enough to forget?
Ccramble whatever part of my brain remembers him,
an someone lobotomize me and rewire my senses,
It sounds impressive, but trust me, when you finish this, you will understand completely and it will seem simple. I am not super smart, I believe I am of average intelligence and I am not particularly highly educated formally either.
Whenever I have a headache nowadays, I imagine that I’m one of my favorite characters wandering around after getting their head bashed in. The pain is more bearable because then I’m more focused on figuring out how to transfer that sensation to a fic idea.