I lie in my soft bed. Chill. Don't hearing anything around me. Just like I can't hear anything. Only I can do is watching smoke flying from my chest over my neck and then just fly away from my mouth. Smoke is fading away. The only light that is here is going from the moon,bcs windows are open how it goes. Lights in my room are off. Ok...ok...you have to know,I love dark. I don't hate it or I don't have any fear of dark. Maybe I had. No,I think it wasn't bcs of dark,It was bcs of what is in that dark. And I was like,there's nothing,it's just some weird noises and good ghosts.
I always go off that one theme I want write about.
So...
the smoke is everywhere and my chest IS full of nicotine and i want to sleep,I am so tired and my head hurts as fu*k. But I like that feeling that something can hurt me physically. So it's continue. Vaping. Vaping. Like I never did before. My toughts are so honestly and I want it to stop. I want like angry bi*ch text to my boyfriend,but (thanks god) my body don't want to move. So I have to take my toughts in my head today. And tomorrov it will be fine and I will forget on everything from this night...
,wtf? Why am I flying now? Levitate next my bed. Ok. That's weird. Had I some drogs? No,of course not...
,ok so i fell asleep. That levitate was only a dream.
Maybe.
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