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Category: Artistically Uncultured

Nothing Wrong

There is nothing wrong. He is healthy. He is fine. He is doing what he loves, he is where he wished he could be one day. But that simpering feeling is there. The feeling that churns your stomach. The feeling … Continue Reading Nothing Wrong

One of those Days

Sitting in his room, typing away at his laptop, he feels nothing. The face does not have any expression. The heart does not have any expression. It’s one of those days, days where you feel nothing. He’s wondering if it … Continue Reading One of those Days

A Beginning

He woke up sweating, panting and completely blue. He got up and prayed to god to help him be alive, he wasn’t dead but he could feel death. His soul was a prisoner of his body and he was drowning … Continue Reading A Beginning