#mocks drabbles

[shslcheshirecat]

"Their mouth was like vinegar turning my tastebuds into nothing but bitter disappointment when their lips met mine. Sweet cotton what which once left me contented now turned my senses into overdrive overpowering me with the sugary concoction. Twisting my insides into a toxic wasteland causing a vile bile to arise in my throat. Each word they speak to me is pollution and I will clean myself of their inscrutable air. They have changed and so have I, and I will no longer stand to have their venomous infection they call a life seep into my skin, claiming me as its victim. "

-Mock (@shslcheshirecat)

[shslcheshirecat]

Lazy Sunday mornings. Does that work as a sort of theme?

Absolutely perfect thank you, I just finished my Azusa drabble ((this one is much more positive)) so I’m ready to write something else!~

Prompt:Lazy Sunday mornings

Warning(s)?: Absolutely none.

((Hope you like it~))

It would be my first breath in the morning, never stressed. 

Waking up to the sunlight with my bleary eyes. I would yawn and stretch, the desire to stay in my bed would wish to outweigh the thought of productivity, but I would move…slowly of course. In my pjs themed to my desire and I would glide, well…stumble downstairs to the kitchen. It was days like this that made me rethink the value of life and the universe, days that caused me to crave adventure and a new life, and yet all I wanted was to lie down and rest. It was ironic, but enjoyable to imagine.

It was moments like these where I could serve myself my preferred drink, eat whatever I wished, and relax with my laptop doing all the things I would like to do without a care in the world. It was lazy Sunday mornings that helped teach  me to appreciate the small things in life.