the world was heavy again.
tyler didn't want to get up.
it was so warm, hidden underneath all of his blankets. he was cocooned in them, and getting up wasn't worth it. everything was gray and hard edges and corners and black and white. not worth seeing. he closed his eyes.
he was a skeleton hidden there, with a hundred calories a day and a thousand regrets at night. he itched at his wrists and decided he hated his skin. whatever he did, it would never be enough to be beautiful and meaningful and enough.
someone had gone into his room and thrown away his flower crowns.
maybe that was for the better. they were rotting anyways.
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somewhere only we know (joshler)
Fanfiction"pressure creates diamonds," tyler said, and it sounded like he was reciting a poem. "or," josh countered. "it breaks you." he snapped his fingers and tyler winced at the crack that shattered the air. "or," tyler agreed quietly, watching the clouds...
