Status: Completed one-shot. | 1/1 chapters completed.

I Know It's Hard Sometimes

after Atlanta;

Tyler likes to focus on the mundane sometimes.
It helps. Especially when his mind starts to race and
his thoughts trip over each other so that nothing seems to make
sense, and when he can see Josh’s mouth forming words but can’t
hear the sounds coming out and there are bursts of discordant music
and fragments of words thrashing around inside his head and
something deep inside his brain throbs then shatters and

“Is it just me or are the walls closing in again?”


Disclaimer: This story is a fanfiction, and I am writing it purely for my own enjoyment. I don't own anyone with their own Wikipedia pages. This story is cross-posted on my old Archive Of Our Own account. If you would like to read it there, you can find it here.
Title credit: "Ride" by twenty one pilots.
Copyright (c) 2017 by Sadie (sore thumb;).
  1. i've been thinking too much (help me.)
    saturday. alpharetta, georgia. (one of one.)