3 months ago

It has swallowed me again. I try to escape. There’s nothing I can do, but sit quietly thinking meaningless thoughts. It is everything. It is destroying me. I can never escape it. It digs into my brain and eats and eats and eats. Maybe I should visit Victor Frankenstein to replace this rotting brain.

This was the last draft I wrote, before taking a break from writing. I am back now and hoping to improve my writing in the next year. If anyone has tips on how to go about that, please let me know. (: