philophobia [style]

nighttime thoughts

thinking at night is fun.

whoever thought that was true is an ass. it absolutely sucks dick. being left alone to yourself and nothing else in the dark with only your thoughts and emotions? horrible combination.

especially when shit is going down in your life and everything's plummeting to hell and beyond. especially when you're going to die in less than a month because your crush doesn't like you back. especially when-

ugh, never mind.

what i'm saying is,

thinking at night sucks ass.

the only thing on my mind is how the fuck craig knew i have hanahaki? was it really that obvious? i thought i hid it well in my hands. maybe the dry throat coughs and blood running down my chin wasn't that much of a dead giveaway.

yeah fucking right. of course it was. stupid, stupid!

but anyway, should i tell tweek that craig cheated on him? should i help craig? do nothing?

i mean, i only want what's best.

i think revealing the truth to a caffeine addicted spazz is the best way. even if it costs everything i believe in.

day four, here i come.

sorry for the short update [like always] but some shits gonna go down!! and i think this story is gonna be super fucking long, i have 9 parts of story [out of 11] and only got to day four. [remember kyle only has 1 month to live] soo good? bad? idk. anyway, i hope you enjoy!