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Consistency: 08/27/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 28, 2022
CW: SH 5'o clock. Aaron gets up from his bed, precisely two seconds before his alarm began to ring, which he had already turned off the moment he felt it vibrate. He got up from his bed, fixing it up, folding the clothes, fluffing the pillows, and neatly tucking in the bedsheets under the mattress. He placed his stuffed dog on top, and in between the two pillows. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. He walked into his bathroom, washing his face and brushing his teeth. After, he stared at himself at the mirror with his plain, blank expression, looking into his own eyes as he observed himself. That horrid face. That ugly, messy black hair. Those bags under his eyes. Those chapped lips of his. The amount of moles in his face. He hated it. All of him. He looked at his neck, seeing and touching the marks his 'ribbon' left. He grabbed his own neck, applying pressure to the sides as he looked at himself in disgust. That disgusting body. Those hideous legs and arms embedded with scars of scabs that never faded. That chest, that breast, more swollen and larger than usual. He hated it. He hated how all the other guys would tease him about it. He gripped tighter, feeling himself struggling to breathe. He let go, heaving a heavy breath as he grinned at himself. 'I hate you.' The thoughts repeat over and over in his head, as if it weren't already an absolute mess. 5:30. He sat down, exhausted as he had just finished cleaning up his room. He grabs a bowl of instant ramen, pouring in some hot water and closing it tightly. He walked back to his bathroom to take a bath as he waited for the noodles to cook. Once he was done, he changed into his school uniform. A black blazer paired with a white button down shirt, along with black trousers. He sat down on his table and dug in after adding some cold rice from the mini fridge he had. Once he was done, he disposed of the cup and placed the spoon in the sink, walking to the door as he swooped up his bag from the doorknob, looking back to check if he had all of his stuff ready. 5:50. He walked at the side of the road, looking around and not paying any attention to the people or vehicles that passed by, nor the loud engines of some, nor the honking. He felt imprisoned in his own mind, not feeling in control of what he was doing. As if he were an AI with several preset, scheduled actions. He felt as if he were an audience in his own life. 3:00. He found himself in bed, seemingly somehow snapping out of what he labeled, 'autopilot mode', as he looked around, confused about what happened all throughout the day. He grumbled in frustration, standing up from his bed and looking around once more. He then remembered that he hated how his mind is. How everything feels like it's a preset default thing within his settings or something. How everything feels timed.
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Consistency: 08/26/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 27, 2022
Merllivan opened up the box coated with sand after he set it down in the floor. "They found this in the latest expedition....huh." He found several scrolls, sealed tightly. "Oh? Interesting." He grabbed them and brought them all to his table, setting them down gently as he took away all the other items that were on it. "Finally, something!" He smiled in joy, placing the now empty and worn out box in a corner as he stood up to one of the shelves, finding space for the scrolls. "Considering how old it looks, it must've been hidden for several hundreds of years! Wood like that doesn't get worn out that fast." He sat down and unsealed them, opening them gently as to not accidentally damage the paper. There were several letters, or characters that he couldn't understand. "Interesting. Could this be an alphabet of some sort? There's are letters that correspond with something..." He narrowed his eyes, grabbing his notebook and writing down the same symbols. "I will decipher this soon." He opened the next scroll, having an image of what appears to be red steel and a blue sun, with a skull in between and people looking up. He rose a brow. "Blue sun?" Then remembering his encounter with Liam and Garrett in the desert, as well as his mention of the red steel. "What is the meaning of this..." He found himself confused, and shocked. Worry and anxiety added onto that as he began to think about all the other things that Liam may have hid from him. He set it aside and opened all the other scrolls, one had an image of the blue sun, and several skulls below it, another where people were praising the blue sun. And another where the blue sun had a skull and the red steel under it. He immediately wrote them all down in his notebook. "Is this all about the blue sun-?" He spoke to himself, sealing them all back and hiding them behind the shelves. Then he heard knocks from his door. "Heyyy, Mer? It's me, Liam! They said that the explorers found something from the expedition!"
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Consistency: 08/25/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 25, 2022
WC: 300+ "Grief...is something that always stays. Even if it doesn't hurt as much as it did, it's always going to be there. It's as if they left a huge hole in you, and it just got smaller by time, although never fully disappearing." Phoduen said to himself as he stood in the middle of the road. "Grief feels like having been stabbed either in the front or back, and being paralyzed to the point you can't do anything about it." He walked along the line in the middle, as if he were in a tightrope. The blaring honks and lights of several vehicles wooshed by him, but he was far too deep in his own world, in his mind. "Grief makes me feel human. I hate it when I feel it, but I want to keep feeling it. I want to keep feeling human. Because I do not know if I can handle realizing the fact I am not a human." He stopped, looking up. "Maybe that's why I do the things I do. I hurt people who I care about, and I even manage to care about people, even if they point a weapon at me." He hummed, continuing his little walk. Phoduen huffed, looking around him, and then back to the line below. "I have no idea why I am the way I am. And I'm a god! I'm an all powerful being!! I can go through worlds, because time exists everywhere! I've lived millions and billions and I continue to live, and yet here I am. Questioning my own being." He squinted his eyes turning around as Time's Embrace, his weapon, began to materialized in his hand. He pointed it at the sky. "Gah, that's enough crisis, it's time to have fun now!" He exclaimed, as a beam shot up in the air and several time rifts began to pop out in the air. "I wonder if I will feel grief when I see people losing all they have."
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Consistency: 08/24/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 24, 2022
"Another day." WC: 300 Another day as your eyes flutter lightly, feeling heavy as a soft sigh escapes your lips. Before you could even process the fact you are awake, you are immediately hit by the huge yarn ball of a mess called your mind, several things all loading in at once and you fail to understand what's going on. Another day where as you open your phone, there are no notifications. No good mornings, no good nights, nothing. As if you cared about them anyway. As if you weren't fully aware that you would never get them anymore. You find it hard getting off of bed, as it feels like you're tied down onto it. Like the yarn from your mind began to surround you and keep you stuck to the bed, for some reason. You struggle between staying awake, and falling back to blissful slumber, you feel as if you're just...there. Just, existing. Just...just. Several memories flash your mind, nothing new, it's the same, old good and bad memories, you don't know why you even remember them. They don't matter anymore. The sun shines brightly through your curtains, reaching through your pitch black mind as you suddenly sit up, somehow feeling alive, all of a sudden. Right as you felt like things were going to get better from there you are met with what feels like several blazing arrows raining down on you, right on your chest. You have no idea why it hurts. But it hurts so much. And you feel horribly sad, as the same images replay in your mind. The sound of their voice. The way they messaged. The way you felt love for them. The numbness takes over you like a blanket suddenly covering you on a cold, rainy night, caving into the warm comfort this emptiness provided.
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Consistency: 08/23/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 23, 2022
Phoduen wanders into the broken reality, coming from a small rift, looking around at the timeless world he found himself in. *'It's real funny how I, a god of time, basically here for eternity, decides to get himself stuck in this...place. A place stuck in time. A place with no time.'* He narrowed his eyes, finding nothing interesting as he soon just, left, having been bored. *'Well, being stuck with my thoughts at least fend off boredom, although I'd much rather not have a crisis, it's better than nothing.'* He floated in front of a bright yellow tree, with it's branches ever growing into existence, creating new realities each...second? *'Is a second really a second? Bah, scratch that thought. I don't have to worry about it anyways.'* He stared at the tree, seeing each branch grow two, and again, and again, and again. "Hm." He hummed. "Ever since I became a god, I never really thought of what I should do to keep me from spiraling into insanity. I'm pretty sure when you're immortal you'd have gone insane, or something." He spoke to himself. "Since I'm here for eternity anyways, what's something to do? Something I can be consistent with, something to make me feel alive, to feel human!" He spread his arms and legs, floating endlessly in the monochrome yellow of the realm of time. "Hmm...something I can keep doing. Maybe something that feels great but sometimes feels painful. Something that's always different every time!" He found himself thinking endlessly, floating along. Then it came to him. "Of course, love! I can love people, or maybe robots, whatever, but I can pretty much love, can I?" He went silent for a moment. "Hmm, probably. Plus, there's a lot of different realities and worlds I can find love in!" He exclaimed to himself, very proud of having figured out something. "And like, who knows? I could fall in love with a mortal, maybe an immortal, that'd be a surprise?" He smiled cheekily to himself, floating over to one of the trees. "I can love for eternity." A small smile formed in his face as he backed away, and opened a small rift, floating into it.
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Consistency: 08/22/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 23, 2022
WC: 400+ A calendar had a circle on the 31st of October, below it was written, "Night last seen". A man looked at a web of red string on the board, all having pictures of children, and all of them linking to the calendar. He looked around frantically, heaving a sigh, looking at the child that stood beside him. "Alright, let's do this again, alright? I have been trying to find out what happened to these children, and you were seen last with the most recent one. Edgar Steele. Do you know what happened to them?" He crouched down. "But...Ms. Nice Lady said to not tell any of the adults." The kid fiddled with their fingers, looking away with a small frown." "Well, Ms. Nice Lady isn't a very nice lady, she took your friend away." The man explained. "But she said she took him to candyland, and, and that she'll take me there next Halloween too! It's just that she can only take one child because she has a really really small car." The child snapped. "Alright, what else, tell me." --------------------------------------- "But I didn't tell him the truth, and since then they've always kept me in whenever it's Halloween." A group of teens sat around in a campfire. "Bro...we said a scary story, not a traumatizing one." The girl, wrapped herself with her arms. "Well, let me scare you a bit more." He chuckled. "Before taking my friend, she said," All the others leaned in to listen. "If you see me, cover your ears. If you hear me, cover your eyes. If your tongue feels sweet, don't move. If you feel someone behind you, lull your tongue out, slowly. And lastly, if you begin to smell a foul stench, you have to first close your eyes, shut your mouth and bite your tongue. Then you have to cover your eyes and not move until the smell isn't there anymore." All the others felt a shiver down their spine, as suddenly, his eyes widened, looking up and then covering his ears. All the others chuckled. "Hey, Damian, stop scaring us!" The so called Damian didn't move an inch. Suddenly, all the others heard a female voice. "Oh, he didn't tell you about the last part of the game? If you tell someone all the rules, you get to play one last time, and after that, they're the ones who have to keep playing." They began to see a beautiful woman where Damian looked at. "And you all failed the first part." Damian kept his eyes open as he saw all his friends suddenly vanish, along with the woman who he had to keep preventing all these years. He heaved a sigh, "I'm sorry, I just wanted it to be all over." He walked over to his tent, grabbing a cut out piece of a calendar, the 31st of October, and threw it into the fire, soon heading to bed, no longer stuck in the game.
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Consistency: 08/20/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 20, 2022
Phoduen laughed maniacally as he stared upon the dead bodies that surrounded him, the society that crumbled down, the world that begun to destroy itself, all thanks to him. He created a time rift and left, soon seeing the tree of the timeline he had just visited. It continued to grow. "No, no, no!" He yelled, slashing the roots with his weapon and cutting it, and yet it keeps growing. He yelled once more, furiously hacking away at the roots and decimating it, yet it continues to grow. He panted heavily, frustrated. This timeline did not deserve to exist. He does not want it to exist. There cannot be another him. He grabbed the tree by the roots and ran into a time pocket. A timeline where nothing makes sense. Where time does not function properly, and where time is stuck. "This should work." He threw the tree, and it began to decay and wither mid-air. "Yes, yes!" He cheered. "Finally, that...thing, is gone. No more, no more." He muttered to himself as he left the time pocket. "Now to let off some steam." He walked towards a tree, peeking through a hole in one of the beaches, where he saw war. "Perfect." He entered the world and immediately, was surrounded by armed men. "Halt! Stop right there!" They yelled, pointing their weapons at him. He pulled out his own and grinned, lunging towards one and using their body to push away the others. Once he had enough space, one of the men ran towards him, immediately cut in half as he suddenly appeared behind him. All the others followed, meeting the same fate. Although he does not like his fights like this, where he just kills, he's quite in a bad mood. And what else to help his temper other than murder? The battlefield was empty, with only him standing in between the two kingdoms that begun to fire at him. In the blink of an eye, the castles, the walls, everything was destroyed, and the world was on fire. He laid down on the ground, watching the rain suddenly pour down as he heaved a sigh. "I hate doing this. Never again." He muttered to himself.
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Consistency: 08/19/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 19, 2022
CW: has son slight horror WC: 300 smt I forgor The sound of the alarm clock blares into his mind as he let's out a groan, turning it off. He huffed a breath, and blinked his eyes before sitting up, rubbing his eyes. Merllivan got off his bed, immediately noticing Phoduen was there. "How long have you been-" "Just now, don't worry." Phoduen cheekily smiled at him. "Today's the day right? Go get yourself ready." He gestured him to 'shoo' in a lighthearted way and walked towards the door, seeing himself out. "Oh. Right." A sullen expression was formed on his face as he took a bath and got himself dressed, once ready going outside. He wore just a plain t-shirt and jeans, compared to his flashy uniform he always wore most of the days. "Special attire for a special day, it seems?" Phoduen chuckled lightly as Merllivan stifled a laugh, shaking his head. "Yeah, of course." They began to walk, seeing a small hill with flowers visible on every part, heading towards it. Once they had arrived, he only saw one gravestone. Rather confused he rushed to it and saw...'Merllivan Eathus.' "You have to accept it, Merllivan." Phoduen's face began to distort into a monstrosity, unhinging it's huge, fleshy jaw with blood dripping from it, and consumed him. Nothing but black surrounded him, and soon enough, the sound of an alarm clock fills his mind as Merllivan opened his eyes in a state of shock, breathing frantically. Phoduen was on the same spot he was just like in the dream, in that very same corner, with that very same, position and posture. "What the he-" Merllivan was cut off. "Just now, don't worry." Phoduen cheekily smiled at him. "Today's the day right? Go get yourself ready." He gestured him to 'shoo' in a lighthearted way and walked towards the door, seeing himself out. Merllivan stood there, frozen in shock and confusion.
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Consistency: 08/18/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 19, 2022
WC: 754 Merllivan was sat on his desk, writing again, as he always is. But not long before he heard the sound of his alarm clock. He always forgets to keep himself fed, especially because he can't feel hunger easily. He sighed, setting down his glass pen and placing the lid on the ink once more, as he closed the book he was writing in. Before walking to the stove he brought along his mug, now empty. His days are silent like this, only always in his mind, barely speaking at all. "Oh, it's empty." He sounded shocked to hear his own voice, especially because he thought he said it in his mind. "Hm." He hummed in confusion, feeling a mix of several emotions, including some mild distress, confusion, frustration, and some shock as well. He shook his head. "Argh. It's so hard to talk in my mind when I feel so...unpleasant?" He groaned, followed by several slurred words. A deep breath followed as he just decided to go get himself some food, which was his initial intention. He set down the mug on the counter and opened his fridge, rechecking the magic stone that helped power it without the need of electricity. He got himself two eggs, he'll cook himself a better meal later. He closed it and walked towards the stove, which he placed his hand on, and lit on fire. He shook his hand rapidly after to get rid of the flames. He placed the pan, poured in some oil, and cracked the eggs in after. He watched it sizzle, some of it getting to his skin and prickling him with heat he barely felt. He took a spatula which hung from a rack on the wall, as well as a plate. After a minute or two, it was cooked just the way he liked it, with the yolk intact. He used the spatula to get it from the pan and placed it on the plate, walking back to his refrigerator. He found his container which had some cold rice, and took it, closing the ref. He let the fire go on as he placed the pan in the sink, and grabbed his small steamer from the utensil rack, just beside the counter. He placed some water in the first layer of the steamer, placed the second layer on top, and then the rice into it. He put the lid on and placed the steamer on the stove, which was burning weakly. He placed his hand near it and helped it burn a bit stronger so that he can steam the rice faster. After some time, it was finished. As he took off the lid a sea of steam greeted him with a small pecks on his face before he moved out of the way, wiping it off. He placed his hand on the stove once more again, and the fire went out. He took his spoon and scooped himself some warm rice onto his plate. Once he was ready to dig in, he walked back to his desk, but felt like something was missing. "Oh, that." He looked at the bottle of soy sauce on the counter. "The...what's it called again?" He didn't bother to try and remember, but he did always have it with his eggs. He first had it when one of the tourists, Tristan, introduced it to him. He let out a soft groan as he stood up, set aside his writing materials on a smaller table beside his seat, and quickly rushed to grab the bottle, he poured in some small taps of the sauce, and placed it back in the counter. "Finally, mealtime." His mind was still in a bit of a mess considering how he's always silent, and the overall confusion and mix of emotions he continued to feel, but that won't stop him from enjoying his food. He smiled a bit, remembering the first time he got to eat 'eggs and rice with soy sauce'. Tristan came barging into his place, where they would exchange information about places, and Tristan would update him about the things he's visited before, perhaps a hundred or so years ago. He offered to make him food for his troubles, and he couldn't deny anyways, he did enjoy it a lot in the end. "No regret." He muttered to himself as he began to dig into the rice, a much wider, happier smile warming up in his face as he remembered more happy, joyful memories he had with his companions.
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Consistency: 08/17/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 17, 2022
When the cold wind embraces (Thanks to Jyll for the idea) [Word coin: 450] Reuthern never bothered about anything regarding human life. He was nothing but a soul made with magic, capable of thoughts, feelings, although sympathy nor empathy being one. He never had to worry about such trivial things as he only followed his summoner around. A fair lady who yearns for nothing but her lover's strange sickness to be cured. Amongst the snowy mountains, the storm raging on, she never stopped, as Reuthern acted as a protector, from dangers brought by other life, or if it was the deadly instruments of nature making melody. She traveled everywhere, just to find a way to treat him, or at least that's what he thought. Having had conjured an ice spirit, the ritual had to be done where the temperature was low, where one could freeze to death. The lady laid the now lifeless body of her lover down. "From the beginning I know he was meant to die." She kneeled. "But, as a gift," She turned to him. "I grant you the gift of being human." A magic circle glowed all around them, as the woman held the hand of Reuthern and her lover, joinining them together. Reuthern's magic that protected her was broken by his now mortal form, as the freezing, deadly cold immediately hit her body. "It has been a pleasure, but now, I would like to join my beloved." A faint smile was all he could see as he blinked, feeling strange all around. He still retains his power, not affected by the harsh environment at all. He was kneeled down, beside her, slowly processing all that had happened when it hit him. The sheer shock this feeling brought was enough to have him grip his chest, as he felt it sinking, weighting what feels like hundreds of thousands of gold. But no rich nor wealth can ever equal to the value of life, especially a life you had shared with someone so...so kind. Someone so loving, so caring about all things, someone so forgiving, he saw how everyone else treated her because of him. Reuthern couldn't help but feel tears form in his eyes, and even so the years immediately froze, causing some pain as he held them closed. He felt nothing else but the chilly whisper and the cold embrace of the wind, as he, now human, felt and knew grief as the first human emotion he ever felt. No sensation felt so soothing yet painful until now. -Years later.- He walked up to the huge, bright blue laced tree with flowers in hand, protected by his magic to keep them from freezing. As it turns out, she had kept a very special seed within her before they had left for this final trip. He smiled warmly, his now blue skin, due to his magic, made him stand out from all the other people of the village that had found comfort under the gigantic tree, ever growing as long as the cold wind blows.
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Consistency: 08/15/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 16, 2022
A rainy sunny day You experience no fall, nor no autumn. You experience not even the snow of winter. The closest you'll get to "winter" is the sound of the loud raindrops tap dancing on the roof or outside. You only experience either the sun, or the rain. Despite that, you ever rarely feel the sun shine, even if its light seeps through the curtains. You only feel the rain, the sound of heaviness, a cold feeling within you. Only the seasons of Summer and Rainfall are what you know. But it is only Rainfall that you are familiar with. With every passing day the cold only grows, and yet you let yourself sink into the freezing sensation of your thoughts swarming you, similar to how the sound of the rain fills your head. As the sun rises you feel nothing else but the coldness of before, even if the warmth of sunlight shined it's brightest, your frozen self brings nothing but hopelessness. No thought comes in mind, no feeling nor emotion as even the sun begins to shed a tear. As time passed, with the sun shining it's brightest every day, you finally begin to thaw, you begin to feel the light in it's purest form, not tainted by thoughts despite an army of them. The sun becomes more warm, thawing the ice faster as you now long to feel the embrace of warmth. Little by little you feel more and more free from the restraints of ice that one held you captive. Now only the warmth of summer is all you feel, and you long for nothing else as the flowers around you sway and dance with the wind. Although the rain still comes, the sun always comes back as well, drying the tears off your face. The only summer you love.
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Consistency: 08/14/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 14, 2022
Destruction. All around a little boy. People running for their lives as flames surrounded them, followed with balls of but pure destruc- "Hold on, this isn't the right one." The image in your mind is cut in half, replaced by a screen of black. Phoduen, shakes his head and now you see the realm of time. Phoduen floats around, seeing everything all still, and yet still going forward, still doing something. The cogs and clocks and trees and small pockets of time fill this would-be dull place. Phoduen cuts off several branches of a tree so that it only has one branch. "That's how it should be. That's how it all happened." He pointed at the certain points and holes on the tree and it's branches, where if you peek through it, you see something happening. Although he refuses to shi at first, and now he is gone. You take a peek at the first one, near the bottom of the tree. You are now on a mountaintop, viewing the vast ocean in front, even seeing boats and other sea vessels. As you look behind you, nothing, again. All but black. Destruction. All around a little boy. People running for their lives as flame- "It's the same thing again!" The image is once more cut as everything seems to be going in a loop. And once more you're back in the realm of time. It's the same tree, although Phoduen cuts the other branch from before, now the tree has only one branch, and you peek through the hole to see what has changed. There is nothing, not until this line of texts, these line of events, end. Surely, something new will happen. You look behind you.
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Consistency: 08/13/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 13, 2022
Rest. It's night. It's late. You should be asleep, but it's as if your phone holds you captive. Holds you still, holds you to keep staring in front of it. You don't feel imprisoned at all, because you know fully well you can just put it down and promptly fall asleep after. It's once more, because you don't want to bother doing anything about it. It feels too tiring to do. You heave a sigh as you continuously press the letters on your screen. You feel empty, still. But that's okay. Nothing. You remember nothing today. You recall but little moments and glimpses, and that definitely isn't normal. You don't care though, so it's definitely alright. Alright doesn't mean to have normal anyway. The brightness of the screen kind of hurts your eyes, but if it's too dark, you feel like you barely see anything, it's kind of soothing though. Bedtime. What even is that? When does that happen? Is it when you go to bed, or when you go to sleep? You find yourself sat, thinking rather too deep about it. But the moment your train of thought got disrupted you forgot what label was on the said train. You shrug, keeping yourself warm and cozy, wrapped by the thin blanket. The electric fan is directed at you, at the lowest intensity yet it feels like freezing cold, so you turn it off. The weight of drowsiness and exhaustion is felt in your eyes, as you feel them slowly harder to open each time. And yet you still continue to entertain yourself with your device, as usual. Bedtime, what a silly concept. You thought. Does it really matter, when people can just bend around their days to fit in schedules while sleeping at times such as, 2am? 5am? You don't know. But all you know is, you fall asleep, when you fall asleep. You lay down? Not asleep? Alright, back to the phone. But once you've laid down, and you feel like hands are holding you down, against the bed, you know you're in for a cozy, warm and absolutely blissful sleep.
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Consistency: 08/12/2022
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Hapi berd
Aug 13, 2022
An hour within myself What is time? Nothing pops up in your head as you mindlessly swipe your finger upwards, feeling as if every moment yousee currently never really is remembered by your mind. As if it went right through it. You soon feel unease within your back, causing you to rearrange your position. It doesn't go away, so you just begin to ignore it, as if it'll help. Time seems to pass by slowly or rapidly, you don't really know how, but it feels like there are instances where it's fast, and vice versa, no matter what you're doing. Be it staring aimlessly at the ceiling, scrolling through social media, reading, writing, watching, or just, nothing. Simply existing. And yet your mind continues to go on in a spiral about time. Within your head, you imagine...a ball, a huge ballroom, with several people dancing around, with the only twist being those people having voices, representing your thoughts as you are reminded of them, soon swarming your head. And yet you do nothing. You let yourself be consumed by the thousands upon thousands of voices, scenarios, feelings, thoughts. You don't even know which is which anymore, and you don't bother to. You do nothing, again. You feel as if the world is nothing but black and white, or maybe just...white, due to how bland and empty you feel, and how everything feels. You feel content, despite the lack of almost everything. You are still alive, anyway. You snap back to reality, feeling the warmth of the blanket surround you, the sound of the raindrops falling, the electric fan whirring. The sounds of the people that live with you. You sigh, although not in disappointment, but in...you find your mind blank once more, unable to pinpoint your feelings, but it doesn't bother you. You get up from your bed, standing up. You feel and hear your bones...popping? Once more, you do not care. It feels like you should be concerned, but you are not. And you should be disappointed, and you are not either. You don't know what's wrong with you, but you're okay with not knowing. It's already fine for you as it is. You grab your water bottle from the bed table, drinking as you felt your dry mouth moisturized, causing you to let out a refreshed "Ah." You don't really speak, and you really prefer to just be all alone with your mind. Something didn't seem right with that line, you thought. But you don't bother to check it. You walk outside, only to realize everyone is asleep. You heave a sigh as you head to the bathroom sink to wash up your face, and brush your teeth, and you return to your room to grab your water bottle for a refill. The kitchen is dark. You feel a tingle in your spine the moment you turn your back against nothing, but you do not flinch, nor move, nor react. You just let the feeling be felt. You accidentally spilled some water, but it's alright. You just wipe it with a small rag that's used for the table. You soon head back to your room, and back to your phone. You return to your cycle of activities, watching, reading, scrolling, writing, and sometimes, playing. But you were interrupted by the sound of your alarm. Ah. An hour has already passed by. You look out your window to see the sun beginning to rise from the horizon. You feel like adding something like, 'but it's only felt like minutes', only for you to realize you don't remember how a minute feels like, how a second feels like, or how an hour feels like. So you just don't add it.
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