/*Credit for the art goes to thelivingmachine02 on Deviantart.*/ "Purposefully putting myself on the porch in front of death's door may have been overkill, but I was no stranger to it, an » Continue Reading
There is a hole cut into my front yard. It is Z-shaped. I pass by it every day, when I wake up in the morning, and when I return at night. Sometimes I stop and crouch, and trace my finger around it. I feel its chiseled edges and its sharp corners, and sometimes I stick my hand into it to see how far down it goes. I can't feel the bottom. I can't tell how deep it is. I once tried » Continue Reading
Ever just had one of those days? Today, I had the roughest headache in a while, multiple classes to go to, and to top it all off, I found out I can't handle compliments well. Someone in creative writing said they liked my work, and instead of thanking her I probably went "afdhfdsfffsfffssssss" or something like that. Total paralysis. I think tomorrow will be better. » Continue Reading