" here i sit.
alone, at two in the morning (going on three), in my bedroom. not sleeping of course, that's too much to expect. i sit and stare at my ceiling, wondering why.
-sincerely, tyler "
i close my journal, setting it aside for another night like this. the weather outside has been notably grey these past weeks - thunderstorms, clouds, snow, and a slight drizzle. we'd seen all of it in this dismal place. the rain had come and gone, but tonight the weather was oddly threatening. and it was messing with my head.
i don't know exactly what it was - the drop in air pressure, the lack of sunlight i'd been exposed to. my head pounded and pounded.
and whether it was the weather, or the letters by my bed, sometimes death seemed better than the migraine in my head.
YOU ARE READING
migraine ; joshler
Fanfiction"because sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head." ; [ lowercase intended - trigger warnings towards mentions of suicidal thoughts and self harm. this story is written by using every single lyric from twenty one pilots' "migraine"...
