Losing_Dog2

August 30 8:27 am - September 1 7:44 am
The following is a work of fiction, which includes a burglar, a blind girl, the end of the world, the sea, terminal lucidity, and tiredness.

Three Glorious Days of Sun

Finished reading my part. Mr. Burglar was frightened by me lol. What's even his deal with my description? He just makes me sound like some (cringe) emo girl who wanna kill everybody.


NOTE FOR MR. BURGLAR: your description sucked. But you were nice, so I'll forgive you once.


He's really nice. I mean, he could've let me kill myself. There was no reason, not one, and not even common sense or common morality, to him stopping me. He said it 'in this absurd world which is about to end and where nobody cares, I do" This kept me awake for so long. It was kindness. Not law, not common sense, not common morality, just kindness. I haven't received kindness since a while to such point it kept me awake. He understood, recognized the pain I had to went through. Or at least, I want to believe all that.


7:39 am