hunter90
things got a little out of hand... suddenly I have four ongoing projects on my plate. but that's alright. writing them is cathartic. here's the latest line I just wrote. the rest will come out after "Afterwards..." But the creaking that we failed so miserably to muffle became crashing sounds made by this poltergeist in my head, just as the sundown shadows on my unmade bed had become ghosts in the dark and the Polaroid pictures burned into cremated ashes I couldn’t scatter against my own wishes.