Has it really been over a year since I last wrote here? I do a lot of writing in my head.
"I'll tell you. I will - the way I would a close, intimate friend."
Now I need to do some more writing in a file. I'm pretty sure no one I know actually reads this journal, or at least, I rather hope not... Some things are just embarrassing to admit.
You could make a whole-ass schmowder with the contents of my daily pill planner. X_x
Why do they scratch and claw at your brain sometimes? Why do they want to get out so bad it gives me a migraine?
The other stories here are so painfully good I'm always embarrassed to consider putting mine among them. The one from last year was apparently well-received, at least...maybe. People usually don't critique in the comments much.
Though since my one critique last time had to do with not being graphic enough, perhaps I will not bother trying to resist writing out the gross parts in painful detail. XD I hope y'all love blood, guts, vomit and body horror as much as I do! 0:)
"I'll tell you. I will - the way I would a close, intimate friend."
Now I need to do some more writing in a file. I'm pretty sure no one I know actually reads this journal, or at least, I rather hope not... Some things are just embarrassing to admit.
You could make a whole-ass schmowder with the contents of my daily pill planner. X_x
Why do they scratch and claw at your brain sometimes? Why do they want to get out so bad it gives me a migraine?
The other stories here are so painfully good I'm always embarrassed to consider putting mine among them. The one from last year was apparently well-received, at least...maybe. People usually don't critique in the comments much.
Though since my one critique last time had to do with not being graphic enough, perhaps I will not bother trying to resist writing out the gross parts in painful detail. XD I hope y'all love blood, guts, vomit and body horror as much as I do! 0:)