Johnshen Stories

I cannot seem to to contort myself back into the shape of a dutiful child. I am coming unraveled. I am coming undone.

wishing i was someone else, feeling sorry for myself when i remembered someone's kid is dead the pitt. JOHN SHEN © 𝖋𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖐𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖞𝖘