messedupinthehead69

Now I'm thinking maybe, I was stoned I felt my feet lift off the ground Cry laughed loudly. “Oh God, Scott- Bwahaha!” I shook my head, giggling. The drinking game was fun.  “Cry, I’m gonna go take a walk.” I said getting up from my desk chair and setting my beer down. I glanced at the chat. “Bye Jund!” “Cry, go home your drunk.” “Scott! Nooooo!” I smiled. I wobbled over to my bedroom door, opening it and walking down the hall to the front. Warm air surrounded me and I strolled down the street. I was kind of in the busy side of the city. Traffic was screaming among the city

“It’s been far too long… Friend” I breathed when I saw him. His face is the only one that I can I love and hate so much. He smiled at me and it filled me with excitement, with fear, with anger, with sadness. He extended his hand, inviting me to take hold. I began to stick my hand out but then hesitated, memories of our past weighing heavily down on me. He grabs my wrist with force, causing a familiar pain to shoot up my arm, and yet I don’t fight it. “You know those meals you’ve been skipping? Pointless, you’re still too heavy” His voice was smooth, and yet so harsh. “Those peo