I Am Wrecked
As I walk inside again, I realize that I don't know where to begin. As I walk into my bedroom, I pause at the bedside and I realize that Betty is gone.
I sleep and it is the era of the media. The television stains the walls with grotesque shadows.
Short story inspired by Motion City Soundtrack's "The Future Freaks Me Out"
I sleep and it is the era of the media. The television stains the walls with grotesque shadows.
Short story inspired by Motion City Soundtrack's "The Future Freaks Me Out"