2018-10-21, 10:07 AM
No one cares anymore if I update any more books, do they? In that case, I suppose I don't have to explain why I changed my username, yet again.
Where do glass hearts go once they break? They turn into fine bits of matter--sometimes so fine, they almost don't resemble what they used to be. Worn down by the crash of the waves beating on the surface. Or wrapped in layers upon layers of dust collected over the years. Or even burned even further until they are reduced to nothing.
Not nothing. Ashes.
Remnants of the fire that once burned so bright still scatter somewhere among us. But breathe in too much, and it will burn your lungs like fire itself, suffocating you until nothing is left.
That's what I feel like right now. I feel like I'm constantly breathing in ash until I suffocate from everything around me. Every inhale comes in a wheeze, every exhale a struggle.
So don't bother me while I try to filter it from my system. I don't know how long it will take.
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RandomHey guys! So...I've been thinking about this, and after a bit of debate and deliberation I thought it's about time I published an actual book to all my updates to my life. This won't be like my rants book in any way. Rants can remain rants. If I get...
