It was always a painful affair to deal with different devils. There is always a
comparison for each hell, to him, it is just silence. All he knows is that he is
tired. All he knows is that life does not mean anything. Of course, that does
not mean he will just give up. It wasn't like that.
He always found himself trapped where incessant noise rings within his ears.
The world, his entirety, was faded into monochromatic images.
Tuesday, 15 November 2016
Optimistic Thoughts
Somehow, the feeling burning in his chest comes in between the words angry and sad. Describing what he felt was ambiguous, more so when he knew his existence was fading away in due time.
Not because of he was dying, instead, his entirety is slipping away in the abyss.
Repetitive, unoriginal, he muses under his breath, watching how ivory flowers lay lazily on his desk, words of death and stupid insults written down angrily.
He had grown tired of this routine to be honest, but, one way or another, he had gotten used to it.
He was not worried however, it was not as if he was going to commit suicide, that is stupid. How could you kill someone who is already dead?
He has gotten to the point where he does not care. The noises will not give up and monochrome stained walls remains to be the same.
He is just tired of everything.
Monday, 14 November 2016
The Storyteller
Salutations, dear reader.
I am the author of the stories you are about to read.
Do bear in mind that I am no storyteller. This is just a catchy title that my mind had created on a whim. You could say that, this is probably click-bait. Anyways, despite not being an amusing writer as I pegged myself to be, I enjoy writing stories.
Basically, I write different prompts in regards to my original characters. Most of my works have different genres, the majority belonging in angst but with small glimpses of fluff or perhaps smut. With that said, I would like to remind you that most of them have japanese names given that it’s what I started out with due to being inclined to anime. But before you call me an otaku or a weeabo, I am not one of those things.
An otaku is a term for people who have obsessive interests, mainly manga or perhaps anime, who are rather inclusive which results for most of them to be social inept. I, for one, am not that type of person. A weeabo, however, is a term that is used for ‘Wapanese’ or Wannabe Japanese and I don’t want to be related to them. Not one bit.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy what I write and please, don’t expect much from a newbie like me.
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