The Books Don't Feed Me Lies Like The People Do

"You know how when you're driving and it's pouring down rain, and you drive under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it's almost peaceful. Then you finally get out from under the bridge, and everything hits you a lot harder than before. You were my bridge."

-Unknown

A series of short one-shots I've written. All stories are based off of intense emotional damage I have acquired over the years, and how I perceive it. Some are more interpreted in a metaphorical fashion, others are slightly modified versions of crippling fears or true events I have experienced. Please enjoy my suffering :).