"dude, i'm telling you, tyler can't know. please don't tell him." - josh has been confined ever since he was eighteen. first, a prison. now, a mental hospital. - josh bit his lip before hastily asking, "can i.. am i allowed to know his name?" gaspipe only moved his finger in a circular motion, gesturing for josh to leave. the brunet sighed, standing and placing a hand on the doorknob. however, just before stepping out, he heard a name escape gaspipe's lips; "tyler. tyler joseph." and just like that, any and all excitement josh previously had was suddenly lost. of course, it had to be him. nevertheless, josh left the room anyway, preparing to live the last two days to their fullest before meeting with tyler. of course, it had to be a joseph. - //3-27-17// 6-28-17 \\4-7-17\\ 7-1-17 [Trigger Warning]

a collection of sad joshler one-shots. most of this has to do with death/suicide/self harm. read at your own risk.

as we passed the pool in the center of the motel, i studied how the raindrops made tiny splashes as they hit the turquoise water of the pool. i wondered what that looked like from under the water. what it would look like if i were actually drowning. [*WARNING: There will be triggering events and sexual content in this story. However, I will put warnings at the top of those chapters, so you should be okay. But still, read at your own risk.*] Highest Ranking: #5 in Joshler