June

Something there terrifies me. It is so haltingly unexpected, so horrible an implication that at first I rejected it. Though every thought racing through my mind is to reach out, to test it, I am completely afraid. But those thoughts, in their desperate speed, collide and mangle themselves. There was nothing to say that this couldn't happen--only that all beliefs screamed that it shouldn't. They were all completely shattered, leaving only debris in the fear-ridden shell that, so stupidly, I had been reduced to.
woah, careful with that edge there, buddy!
ayayayaya
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