i start a small talk to cure the headache, i really shouldn't have stayed up practising the lines yesterday. the after effects of having only almonds and julienne carrots could do that too.
but that was what all b u d d i n g artists did.
sacrifice
was
our
forte.
the eye bags under my eyes are as prominent as ever, sleep was something i craved for. they start itching again as angus plasters my whole face with a waxy substance called bintsuke-abura. i ignore the irritation and observe the conundrum happening in the mirror infront of me.
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unbridled [completed]
Short Storyu n b r i d l e d : ʌnˈbrʌɪd(ə)ld/ adjective uncontrolled ; unrestrained [ lowercase intended I completed I short story I thriller ] ©smokestung