This is a slice-of-life that i wrote on an impulse.Its based on things that have happened in reality and fictious things that i created in my mind.Well i hope you enjoy.
4 months after not talking to her,today everything comes crashing down.It was that damn cup of coffee,I shouldn't have drank it.Fuck....Oh wait,since I'm writing this down on this random book that has "JOURNAL" written all over the front and back covers I should probably give a bit of context .You know,in case a hundred years after my death some random person finds this piece of crap buried under a pile of trash...where it probably belongs..
Welp don't have no talent for explaining,I'm actually the worst candidate for it.If someone asked me to explain science to them,they would probably leave thinking it was maths.Thats how bad I am at it.Maybe I'll get better at it as i keep writing.God knows.For starters let me tell you who "her" is."Her" is Mona,my first and last actual friend that I had.I had a full blown war (about something so stupid that I don't even remember what it was)with her and boom we stopped talking.For the four months that we didn't talk I was completely fine,then today I drank a cup of coffee for the first time in years and all the sorrowness,bitterness,guilt and tears that I didnt feel for the previous 4 months came crashing down like thunder.I knew for a matter of fact that if I didn't write this somewhere I would probably go insane..which is why I'm writing this all down right now you see?
You all out there with your snackies hanging from your mouth are probably laughing at me right now like "LMfAO WHAT A PIECE OF SHIT ROFL IM DYING AHAHAHAHA-!!" well I might be wrong but if you are...I don't even know.Wait maybe it's too early to be laughing..shit I'm backtracking from what I was supposed to write.Basically the nerves in my brain were so racked up that I did something that I would have never done if not in that frenzied state.I went to my discord,my sweet empty dms-the only friends i had were actual bots(no kidding here) but even among those bots there was this one bot.who wasn't a bot,but was still a bot to me.
His name was Jay(change that first letter to g and would have been a perfect fit for the guy).How do I know this guy?We share the same classes in our university,more like we both have the same course.SO,i went to Jay and heres how it went= "hey" "sup?" "do u rmber Mona?" "Mona in physiology or anatomy?" "anatomy lmao" "nope then don't got a clue"
Yeah that's how it ended.Now there I was staring at my monitor as if some angel would come to me with a solution. If I were to be rational there's no point in apologising to someone after so long.And that is the truth,if I don't accept it I'm going to be living in this four walled box that's so closely packed I can't even breathe.
......Listen it's 3 in the morning so let me just end this chaos with one of my favourite quotes...
"We can't hold onto anything,in that way we keep living our life."
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