bedrooming: nothing on the outside - a wip by @bedrooming That was almost a month ago now, and while
bedrooming: nothing on the outside - a wip by @bedrooming That was almost a month ago now, and while you’d probably expect me to say that it feels like an eternity, it doesn’t at all. It feels like it just happened and I haven’t had the time to learn to walk on my own yet. I haven’t had the time to learn how to talk if I’m not talking to you or about you. I hated you when you told me that I should start learning how to do these things in advance, already two months ago now (although it does feel like yesterday). Whenever you talked about your death, I hated you. It felt like you were promising me that you’d stop being my friend. That you’d abandon me, just like that, that you were promising me that you weren’t going to be there for me for graduation, for college. That I’d have no reason to skip my prom to go to yours. But if only I had listened to you, two yesterday-months ago. -- source link
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