#hangingonwords

[hangingonwords-blog]

03

Uh, sooo... I kicked a mailbox today. I don’t know why I’m documenting this, but I guess the doc should know? Oh well.

I was just minding my own business and I guess I was tired or something from the lack of DECENT sleep, and I just ran into it. I got pissed, kicked it, then got stung by a bee in the ass because I fell back onto the flowerbed. Then I realized that it was my own mailbox I was vandalizing. So whoopee.

My sister’s going to kick my ass when I come home. 

[snail9601]

aaaa so me and a few friends are/have been working on a series lately- it’s still super early in development but here’s a small little piece from a small part of it

‘It just kept pulling me in and trying to drag me down, and I could feel it shifting and pulsing under me, as if it was breathing or something. It started… It started crawling up my sides and my neck, and it just slithered up me like some disgusting worm, wiggling about. Soon enough, my hands were under it, and even though I tried to claw my way out, my nails just got stuck in it. It felt like a heavier and heavier weight kept pressing down the more I struggled, so eventually, I just let it take me. Let it take me until everything but my face was under it.’