Status: I won't be writing much because this is what I write when I feel REALLY depressed.
The Woes of an Unkempt Bed
Crimson
I wish I had the ability to lie to myself and pretend I don’t know how they found me, but I don’t. There is no denying it. Even though I hid inside my closet, doors shut all the way, not a single sound escaping person, I made one fatal mistake; the bed. How stupid that I be taken hostage because of a single mussed corner and a pillow out of place!
Tonight I shall cut my red velvet locks and toss them proudly into the ocean from my window. I will watch them float away along with my happy life.
Tonight I shall cut my red velvet locks and toss them proudly into the ocean from my window. I will watch them float away along with my happy life.