.anxiety.
eyes everywhere.
mouths moving like pulsing jellyfish; beautiful and poisonous.
the click of a heel.
the thud of a toe.
click, thud, click, thud.
everyone seemed to draw in nearer to me, suffocating me like flourished trees overhead a lost wanderer.
what my eyes see, my ears can't hear.
what my heart feels, my lungs can't take in.
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i haven't updated in a shit long while and i feel like shit right now even if no one was expecting anything from me.
i'll try to dig up a thought in my head and update again later in the day.
i hope no one removed me from their reading list/library
:):
YOU ARE READING
smother :):
Short Storysmother ˈsmʌðə/ noun 1. a mass of something that stifles or obscures. "all this vanished in a smother of foam" _______ "vanish? i'd like to vanish." _______ sometimes all you need is a confession a day to keep your blade at bay. :):
