Anathema: someone or something that one vehemently dislikes, an abhorrence, abomination, accursed. Someone or something consigned to damnation or destruction.
Platonic Joshler
Life can get pretty difficult when your only two friends are imaginary, and it's even harder when they're not exactly the most positive people on the planet.
Tyler is used to that, though, and he's used to pretending they're not there when other people are around. It wasn't so bad, at first, but now that one of them is bent on getting rid of the other, he's having his doubts. Besides, there's another boy now - though Tyler's not even sure if he's real or not, either.
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*TRIGGER WARNING FOR ALMOST EVERY CHAPTER* Depression, suicide, self-harm, etc. Since they're so frequent, I will not be writing warnings during the story. Read at your own risk.
Stay safe.
#4 in imaginaryfriend
#5 in blurryface
Started: Nov. 15th 2018
Completed: April 19th 2019
"You were worried about me, Specs?" He smirked.
"No, Tyler. I hoped that someone cut up your corpse and fed it to paranas. Obviously I was, you idiot! I'm a doctor. Worrying about people is kind of programmed into my system. It's a curse if you ask me," I surprised myself a lot more than I thought was possible with my answer.
And what did he do? Laugh! He fucking laughed! Not full on rolling- on- the- floor laughter but a laugh nonetheless.
"This isn't funny, Tyler."
"It kind of is. Almost a month ago, I would've sworn that you hated me. Be careful, Specs," he squinted down at me, "or you might actually sound as if you like me."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't flatter yourself. I was concerned. Don't confuse that with affection. It's two very, very different things."
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When you think that all is not lost in the world.
That not all men are pricks and that not all sushi is bad.
When you think that there is a light, no matter how dim, at the end of the tunnel.
When you think that life isn't the ruthless bitch you've always thought it was...
It turns around and bites you in the ass.
When you think that the past will always and forever remain where it should be...
It comes at you from every direction. Like a violent tsunami destroying everything...and everyone in it's path.
Can you change what happened?
I wish.
Can you stop what's going to happen?
God! I really hope so.