I etched the only words my brain could muster before I switched it off and dawned on a mask. Cold. Calculated. Turns out if you turn it off and pretend you don't feel anything, you stop actually feeling
Just Survive Somehow
I etched the only words my brain could muster before I switched it off and dawned on a mask. Cold. Calculated. Turns out if you turn it off and pretend you don't feel anything, you stop actually feeling
Just Survive Somehow
His cold hand snakes up to my neck and I gulp, his cold rings that decorates his hand cools my neck. My body however, reacts rather weird to this as it begins to set the butterflies free to roam. I l...