i rewrote one of the things from all those years ago (three, if i’m not wrong), and i’m surprised at how much this has changed. oh well.
another assignment for my writing course. i got full marks on this one too! we had to write about the change that occurred in a person – in the ‘once i was ____; now i am ____’ format, with changes if needed. i decided to do this because i’d been reading/watching some very morbid things.
it’s inspired by the stories of jeffrey dahmer and dennis nilsen, as well as one episode of psycho pass.
Once I was lonely; now I have friends. Regardless of the blissful nature of that statement, I’ve been told my story isn’t a very nice story at all. That, I believe, is not something that should be left for others to decide. My perceptions should be the only ones relevant when it comes to my life.
‘Friends’ – a subjective term. There are many different ideas of friendship. ‘Friends with benefits’ is a form of friendship, with added features that most people would not commonly accept as within the barriers of a platonic relationship. Friendships after break-ups are also friendships, but here there are extra memories thrown into the equation – things friends would not be doing, or would not be saying to each other.
this one was an assignment for my writing course in college. i got full marks!
She wakes up to an empty bed. The sunlight is streaming in past the fluttering curtains at the window, illuminating the spot that should have been occupied but isn’t.
She doesn’t really mind that. She can’t remember the last time she woke up to a sleeping face, to steady breathing and an arm around her waist, holding her close as if any moment she could get up and run away. That’s slightly ironic. She wouldn’t run away. She’s not the one who wants to. Continue reading
Hey guys! It’s been a while, haha. I’ve been busy with exams and whatnot. Anyway, I found this thing I wrote for English Language last year! I got an A on it as well as a comment of “Are you sure you don’t need a therapist?” Oh well. I like it kinda, even if it’s old.
Nathaniel makes a joke about something and Vance laughs so hard, he falls off the thin wall we’re sitting on. I smile, but I don’t really get why we’re laughing. I didn’t even hear the joke.